i’m so glad penmanship won’t be graded… it won’t, right?? O_O

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one of the recurring jokes that crop up in our conversations with the kids is about “boyfriends” and “girlfriends”.

the boy can list out who Mummy’s Boyfriends (yes, plural) are..

#1: “Bu-noh!”
(“it’s BO-NO, not Bu-noh. ‘bunuh’ tu ‘kill’. i don’t want to kill him.”)

never mind that he looks a hundred years older now, he’ll always be this 80′s version in my mind.

#2: “The Vampire!”
(refer to the hottie in the middle, not the Cullen-wannabes at the sides.)

never mind that he’d think nothing of ravaging my womb into a bloody mess with his bare teeth (ref: Breaking Dawn), i’ll still forgive him.

#3: “Thor!”
(self-explanatory.)

i demand to know, WHY WAS HE NOT TOPLESS IN THE AVENGERS? WHY? WHY?! *does a Hulk smash* (no, Hulk being topless does NOT do it for me.)

#4: “that one, he sings like *makes deep, throaty voice*”
(i chuckled out loud at this, because i’d only made a passing remark once when a The National song came on during one of our drives, and well, i was surprised the boy actually remembered.)

ILY, MATT!

etc. (the list goes on. will need to introduce ryan gosling to them some day.)

and every time the subject of “boyfriends” crops up, especially when we tease the girl on her potential nuptials to Prince Charming ala Cinderella or Captain America (it would appear that the goody-goody, ‘clean-cut’ types appeal to her), she will do this:

*facepalm*

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so anyway, we like asking the boy about his classmates, and we have established that there is a Smartest Girl in his class. we tease him that he should make friends with the Smartest Girl in class. because Smart Girls can help him with his schoolwork. and the Smartness can rub off on him. who knows, maybe even improve his penmanship. (hey i can hope, can’t i?) we get updates that Smartest Girl likes giving him little things, e.g. pencil, keychain, food.

M: aniq, when you grow up, you must marry a smart girl. your wife must be smart. then your children will be smart. remember, ok? marry a smart girl! THAT IS ALL.

D: yah, see, like daddy. *snickers*

M (who picks questionable mythical characters/hairy musicians as fantasy love interests): *gives the evil eye*

Boy: ……

M: and auni, when you grow up – marry a rich man. THAT IS ALL.

Boy: you mean like daddy?

M: ……

D: yah, rich what… rich with LURRVVEEEE.

Girl: *facepalm*

#greatparenting #educationyoucantgetinclassroom

(now, what’s the likelihood someone’ll get me that Thor action hero for Mother’s Day….?)

rediscovering the classics.
been looking for a copy for keeps with a nice cover and reading font, and found this one at harris planerds.
yeah, i’m shallow, i know.

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meanwhile…

is this:
a) pig latin?
b) german translation for ‘gay awakenings’?
c) kid trying to piss his mother off?
d) REALLY BAD SPELLING?

your guess.

everybody, now!

(oh, what a poor little girl will do for another slice of bread.)

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chilling with snowflake dessert on a hot day, while waiting for mummy to finish her yoga

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the little girl has something to say about brushing teeth….

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mundane nightly routine with the kids before getting them to bed.

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(and the debate continues…)

#boyvsgirl

ps: we ended up watching Gremlins. a classic must-watch for every kid who’s ever begged for a pet. verdict: they loved it, screams and all. :p

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mummy’s new role: telephone operator. O_o

he’s already committed both parents’ mobile numbers to memory for some time (in case he gets lost, he can ask to borrow a stranger’s handphone, he says – although i bet if it were an iphone, he’d end up playing ‘angry birds’ than call either one of us).

and since his class’ graduation last week, he’s taken down a bunch of his friends’ numbers from school, including his teacher’s and laoshi’s. some of the numbers even have no names. very smart.

so what do six-year-olds talk about over the phone?

looks like mummy will have to start honing her phone-eavesdropping skill early….

(or just trying very hard to peer down the streets of KL from a hotel window sill.)

at some point, they play these ‘contemporary’ songs for the kids to let loose and move their limbs while still listening to rhythm and instructions. you can tell from the shaky parts that i was trying very hard (and failing) to stifle my giggles… :p