parents getting ridiculously excited watching their kids on a bouncy ride. (i confess i wanted to go on it myself but no adults were allowed.) (i’m an incurable amusement-rides-addict.)
Archive for the “Antics” Categoryone of my favourite pics of them. a typical “must share-share ok?” moment. every day i pose the same question to the both of them: “what did you do in school today?” and so far, the girl has been more forthcoming with her replies, varying them each day, sometimes answering “play toys”, or “i sing”, or “i draw”, or “i eat”, or “my friend cry” (nothing to do with what she did but a reply it is). one of the things she readily picks up is the singing part. there’s this one particular song they sing in centres before every meal, a merry little ditty that mixes english and chinese and which i have NO IDEA half of what it means, other than that it asks all their teachers and friends to join them in the meal and to enjoy the food together… or something. obviously her so-called chinese is all rubbish, and i should probably rectify this with a proper ‘doa sebelum makan’, but… oh well. i’d video-ed her for fun and simply suggested she say “thank you” at the end of each song, and out of the blue, she amended it herself with a “thank you everyone” (!) AND a bow, so that just… tickled me. ohhh, little girl. do NOT be fooled by the appearance of these girly girls. they’re little cili padis, is what they are. wanted to write down something brief about their sibling relationship. i’d sometimes get angry at the little one for not putting away her things (toys/pencils/books) and would threaten her with The Naughty Corner, with the usual ‘countdown’ – “i’m going to count to ten… ONE! TWO!…” – ok, that’s more of a ‘count UP’, isn’t it? – at which the big brother will invariably, for some unknown reason, jump in to rescue his sister – “never mind! waitt… i help auni!” – and proceed to put away her things for her. i’m not sure WHY he does it, when he himself gets into hot soup for forgetting to put away HIS things and i’d threaten him The Naughty Corner + ‘count UP’, with plenty of protests and resistance from him. (disclaimer about The Naughty Corner: it is not some dark, dingy dungeon or anything that i banish them to, really. it’s just a corner at the balcony where the Punishee is sent to remain and reflect – in loud teary wails – till he/she decides to rectify themselves.) however heartening it is to witness his sense of empathy for his sister, i’m wondering if it’s a good idea to let him clear up after her every time, because the other day she nonchalantly responded to my nagging at her mess, “wait abang help me keep.” !! *************** there were other caught instances of sibling affection: - i’d scolded the little one for something (again!) and she went all drama and wailed to high heavens, and the brother, who was watching tv, called out to her – “come, come,” and she trundled over, where he hugged her… (while still watching the tv ha ha.) - i’d be distracted with something and the little one would want to pee, so off to the toilet her brother would go with her, instruct her out of her pants and pullups, hoist her up her stool and training seat on the toilet bowl. (at this point i’d come in chuckling.) - little one was napping on the sofa the other evening and he sniffed her face and smooched her. and for every good picture (or as far as good pictures go when it comes to getting a bunch of kids in one shot – near impossible, as many may attest), there are even more candid ones with silly faces, expressions, gestures and… wardrobe malfunctions. spot the flash of pink…! (courtesy of hazrin. to archive as source of future embarrassment.) somehow, baa baa black sheep has associated itself with a carefree big bad wolf, and doe, a deer, induces much emotion. auni dancing to vampire weekend’s giving up the gun. enjoy your long (vampire) weekend!!
Jul
29
2010
Auni The StorytellerPosted by hana in Antics, Aunispeak, Books, Family, Home, Parenthood, Video, tags: auni, literacy(a little note: about the part on the rattlesnake, coincidentally, an episode of The Pink Panther was shown after we’d read this a few times together, where the panther accidentally stole a basket containing a baby instead of food during a picnic scene and in an effort to pacify the said baby, now crying, he’d removed the end of the rattlesnake’s tail to give to the baby as a rattle, and i guess this left such an impression with the kids that they associate it with this particular rattlesnake every time.) (also, another note: they will inevitably ask the same question in every story with illustrations – “where’s the daddy/mummy/baby?” not sure why but there’s always a concern for the whereabouts of a missing family member in the story.) no! i most certainly did NOT teach her how to apply cosmetics! i swear! it is all mimicry! in any case, she seems to have a knack at lipglossing sans mirror, just like me. won’t be long before she too can do it WHILE driving. it’s, err, genetic. *no alien figurines were harmed during the filming of this video. 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. 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.” (and so the conversation meandered to a topic we’ve visited a few times before.) A: “mummy, why boy and girl must marry?” (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.” (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?” 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.) 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! Two-year-olds are likely to: well, we’re right on track, then. from primping girl to domestic goddess! dressing up: making up: pinkberry-ing: mothering: um, diapering?: cooking: |
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