as i’ve mentioned more than enough times, i’ve never been much of a sports person, but since the beginning of 2010 (see post on New Year’s resolution) and the realisation that my body is in slow but certain deterioration (my bones creak every time i bend down these days, what’s that about?!), i’ve taken to gearing my activities to the less sedentary. well, as much as i can, anyway. (i STILL can’t cycle.)

and i sorta had an epiphany – maaaaybe the reason why i never warmed up to this whole active lifestyle was because my parents didn’t really bring me out to do sporty activities as a kid, or supported my school sports’ events? i don’t know, just a theory. (so what DID we do then? i think i was indoors a lot. my childhood’s a little hazy – and apparently, lazy.)

anyway, the kids’ school had a sports league thingy, in line with their theme and i suppose, the upcoming youth olympic games, and i thought, what the heck, it’s one saturday morning that’s already thought-out for us. (we’re always racking our brains thinking up of things to make them tired on weekends, so they’d turn in early at the end of the day – not that it ever works.)

hey do you remember your school sports days?? the only thing i remember is the ICE COLD MILO they used to give out in small plastic cups! it tasted SO delicious back then, for some reason. of course, the rest of my memory is of hiding in corners of the bleachers with other anti-sports friends. heh.

speaking of friends, each school had displays of what they did to tie in with the theme, and guess who aniq introduced us to…

… the mysterious girfriend he’s always talking about. she IS real.

i liked that they highlighted little anecdotes and photos as evidence of what they did or talked about in class, coz i think most times, we parents have little idea what they do in there, five days a week. my daily question of “what did you do in school today?” has them invariably answering in the standard “i eat” / “i play toys” / “i donno”, or if i’m lucky, random ramblings of who pushed who, or who was naughty.

and importantly, we also got to see who they hang out with, five days a week.

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P1100376, originally uploaded by izadd.

we’ve actually long stopped buying formula for him, and he’s been drinking fresh milk for a while (even that, upon request). oh well. have never been a big fan of powdered milk… though we were reminiscing fondly how we used to drink this particular brand as a kid, KLIM, which we only realised later in life, was MILK spelt backwards. anyone remembers that? now-defunct. probably because someone found out it STUNTED GROWTH. (ok, just a theory, so don’t quote me, lest nestle comes after me for defamation…)

anyway, this event was timely coz we’d run out of auni’s milk (yes, she still drinks it, of course, wouldn’t want to risk stunting HER growth), and being kiasu parents (don’t judge, you’ll know when you become economical parents), got a good deal, $99 for 6 tins. and confession: sometimes we give aniq her milk. i mean, milk is milk lah right? (another theory – different packaging for different age range, other than for infants’ milk, is just a marketing ploy… but again, don’t quote me.)

so, err, bottoms up…

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one of those things i’ve been meaning to do but never got around to, due to my… erm, non-sahm status. bad excuse, i know, but weekends always seem to whiz by with little time to execute such activities at leisure. and it’s not much, but oh well, at least we were inspired, if only for one afternoon.

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her brother’s speech and drama assignment for Literary Week. he’d chosen the pig character in The Big Pancake for some reason. (this from the boy who went on ‘stage’ during said speech and drama presentation and declared “my dream pet is a dog”.) the makeshift pig’s snout had unfortunately disintegrated by now. mummy’s obviously not too great at art & craft.

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was chatting with aniq over chicken nuggets and fries about what mummy did yesterday with her friends while he and his sister were with their daddy.

M: “oh, i went to watch a movie.”
A: “movie? girl movie?”
M: “yah.”
A: “no shooting? no fighting?”
M: “nope. it’s about girls, going shopping, wearing nice dresses.. love, boyfriend-girlfriend…”
A: “eee!”
M: “what eee! nanti you dah besar…”

(and so the conversation meandered to a topic we’ve visited a few times before.)

A: “mummy, why boy and girl must marry?”
M: “when you grow up, you’ll know lah.”

(now we know why our parents always tell us this – they didn’t know how to explain ha ha.)

A: “i want to marry you lah.”
M: “mana boleh. you have to choose someone your age. nanti you dah besar, you find someone you like, then you marry her.”
A: “then i choose batrisyah lah.”

(this, the mysterious batrisyah from his classroom. her name seems to crop up like a regular cast in a tv series.)

M: “you sure she likes you?”
A: “yes, she likes me.”
M: “how do you knowww?”
A: “i know lah.”
M: “but HOW do you knowww?”
A: “i KNOWWW.”
M: “yah, but HOWWWW?”
A: “I JUST KNOW LAHHHH.”

ahh, such is the conviction of a 4-year-old. (and to think Mr Big took 10 years to figure it out and finally marry Carrie.)

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i love these mini supermarket trolleys that cold storage provides little shoppers with. navigating the thing kept them busy, and they were more than happy to push around the items we dumped in. family-friendly supermarkets ftw!

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