the video that all have been waiting for!!
recorded via satellite in shangri-la, kota kinabalu, sabah, malaysia.
presenting billie "not my lover, fadz" jean!
Archive for the “Friends” Categorywhile the mummies shopped, the kiddies played and the daddies babysat. who doesn’t like the airport? i do! i still harbour a deep desire to one day be employed within the grounds of the changi terminals. maybe after i retire i can be the janitor there or something, who knows. for now, h1n1 or not, it’s one of our favourite places to go to whenever we run out of air-conditioned open spaces for the kids to run around. budget playdates. discussions of the fall of changi airport’s spot to world’s number 3. temasekholdings and outsourcing. discovery of bigger portions at the food outlets thanks to travelling angmohs’ feedback. potato chip confiscations on budget airlines… we learn something new everyday, not just the kids. who are always, always busy learning, from everything and nothing.
and what better way to end the day than a home-cooked meal by someone who’s not me?
tomorrow’s itinerary: we’ll know when the sun comes up. now, where are those passports… the wedding was without the person most dear to her – her father, my uncle. he’d passed on recently, not long after my own father did. as such, bonds between certain parties were not the same as it used to be, but thankfully, our generation of cousins still have each others’ support, no matter what (sorry to say) crap the elders are going through. (yes, i am bitter. alas, washing family laundry in public is not very pleasant. and izadnhana.com, if anything, is a happy, happy place.) in any case, the wedding went WONDERFULLY, with enough love and laughter to go around, and us cousins (plus the little nephews and nieces!) couldn’t be happier for her.
i wished my mum was around, she’s on holiday for a week at sabah with her sister’s family. which is why i’m on leave too, to hang out with the kids. and now i hear the little one stirring in her cot. think she’s just woken up from a loooong nap. fetching aniq from school, and buying tulang for dinner later, you know. tata! have a great week, happy, happy people. i don’t think i’ve officially introduced this much-anticipated baby here on our blog, sooo, everybody, please meet baby Natra Ashalina!
she’s a month old now, and her newly-minted parents brought her out for her first post-confinement trip to town. i’ve never seen a baby with such a perfectly-shaped sharp nose, my own babies having come out of my birth canal with flattened, squishy ones. :p there was some serious shopping to be done, as with most mums after being released from forty days of maternity imprisonment. and some serious catching up to do with the gang.
as a welcome-into-the-world-of-shopping gift, aunty hana got the baby something which made the other aunties want baby girls even more. and now her mummy has something that her idol nicole ritchie has, other than a baby girl and an infinite amount of style, that is – a pair of Heelarious heels. luckily, we had a ‘model’ baby that evening, baby Elsa (whom we all agreed looks like a combination of lilo and stitch, and is all of 6 months old cuteness), and true to the word, the Heelarious heels were… hilarious.
these Heelarious baby’s first heels are actually very soft (and highly glamourous) satin pumps, and meant for babies about 0-6 months who aren’t able to even stand up yet. i admit i was creeped out at first by the idea but when i saw and felt them for myself, it was just toooo adorable and yes, hilarious, indeed. definitely LOL-worthy! they’re really great as novelty gifts, especially for fashionista mums, and i know there are plenty of them out there. (and in true fashionista mode, esah’s already planning for natra to wear them for hari raya, with which outfit. hah! mak nenek or what!?)
the heels are totally soft and cushiony, so they’re not for babies to walk in (believe me, i tried to squeeze them on auni but her feet are already too big and she’d have mauled the thing in ten seconds), and because they’re so soft, they won’t impede the babies’ growth in any way. jimmy choo should seriously look into this market. :p
hey you know i love to care and share my finds, right? well guess what, my friend Mei sells these and other cute baby products at her site, mummylicious AND she’s giving you a 10% discount on ALL products, including these Heelarious baby heels! all you have to do is send her an email with your orders at mummylicious@gmail.com with HANA in the subject title. really. really really.
so, baby Natra, welcome again to the world of shopping – in style, no less. coz you’re never too young to look fashionable!
*oh, and mei says, closing date for this exclusive discount is 8 June 09, so email her quick. a quick one. just a few picks from the mass birthday picnic by the beach last weekend. eastcoast was surprisingly uncrowded, and we even got to perv on j/a/m.i/e y.e/o in short shorts strolling and canoodling with her angmohbf. yum. (no pics of that, though. this is a family-friendly sorta blog, you know.) my babies…
May babies…
my babes…
it’s been all good. current mood: zen. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=
sometimes they make me mad, most times they make me laugh. the little one is at the stage where she’s a few notches up on the adorable factor. her scrunched up grin whenever she sees me and the way she runs with one arm clutching an invisible rugby ball and one arm swinging – priceless. now that she’s into imitating expressions and understands what we want from her, she’s really fun to play with. the big one, well, at three-and-a-half, is still hovering at the jekyl-and-hyde stage, lol. we have three basic ground rules for him, which he can repeat to you: 1) don’t make mummy angry, 2) don’t make adik cry, 3) don’t make adik fall. needless to say, there have been breaches, which are subsequently rectified. we’ve recently added a new rule that is accompanied with a sharp slap on his hand: 4) don’t bite your nails. his teacher describes him as funny. don’t ask me where he gets that from. reporting live from sculpture square. just hangin’ out…
if you can catch her, she goes for $10. fleas included.
on till tomorrow!
join us and our friends today and tomorrow at the H.E.A.R.T. market. we will be selling away our precious stuff, some still brand new visit us at the following booths, 31, 32, and 33!!
the blistering heat didn’t deter us from a bit of sizzling good time at the zoo on a public holiday. if we were on a giant grill, we’d have been pretty well done. auni’s toasted button nose and my broiled bare shoulders are your tender juicy evidence. it was altogether a pretty good day nonetheless, as mentioned. if the children are happy, i’m happy. of course, happiness doesn’t come without a bit of prior warning. warning which sounded like this: me: aniq, pls promise me two things today. 1) don’t make adik fall or cry. 2) don’t make mummy angry. promise? aniq: promise. they were pretty much kept on this particular day. when his sister fell on her own accord, he was quick to jump to his (self-)defence – “not me! not me! HIM!” (no, he’s not placing the blame on an imaginary assailant. he’s just still a little confused with gender-specific pronouns.)
on the boat ride at the zoo, he volunteered to carry around a snake skin for the rest of the passengers to touch and feel. before that, he was asked the two basic questions from the boat guide. guide: what’s your name? him (and by him, i mean the above-mentioned boy, as i am perfectly versed in assigning gender-specific pronouns, except with cross-dressers and transvestites, which are a different thing altogether, and i am meandering so far away from the course of my story now): aniq! guide: how old are you? him: 3 year old! (pls pardon his flawed application of plurals as well. he is only 3 years old after all.) anyway, later on, as we were walking out of the zoo, the daddy and i quizzed him again, oh, for the heck of it. us: what is your name? him: aniq. us: how old are you? him: 3 year old. us: where do you stay? him: i stay inside my house. me: HAHAHAHAHHAHAAAHAHA! him: (in all seriousness.) *pause* mummy, not funny. not funny. me: HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! daddy: aniq, next time say ‘tampines’. him: pampinis. kidzworld was crazy with kids running amok amidst the sprays and splashes of water, while the adults pretended to tend to the children but were actually secretly enjoying the cool swirls of water on their feet. the girl made a bee-line to the water jets and never looked back.
i’ll keep a look out for the now-baby prawn’s smokin’ tan lines. speaking of which, she received at least 2 bikinis on her birthday. tiny, barely legal triangle pieces that would make even britney spears blush. i was tempted to try them on myself… but i digress. in any case, we’ll definitely have to make more trips to the pool, if only to make full use of her entire range of swimwear. last but not least, thank you hidaya, who’s been a great ambassador to the zoo!
i think i remember ayu once said, in one of our crazy discussions on career choices, that she’d like to work at the zoo, even if it’s just to chop vegetables for the animals. looking at the people who actually work at the zoo, i think that might actually be pretty fun. i’d love to be able to talk to an audience like the animal show presenters there, they’re pretty impressive.
ok, it’s almost 3am and my shoulders are tingly. i really should’ve heeded baz luhrmann’s advice and wear sunscreen. which brings me now to copy and paste that brilliant song of his, which was, technically, not really sung, more like monotonously delivered, but brilliant nonetheless.
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