Thursday, July 26, 2012

Omaigod one?

Yeap..the common one is Terrible Twos. But i have got an Omaigod One in da house.

She has been climbing every where. She even has the chutzpah to dance on high chairs. She falls with a loud bang! Picks herself up and climbs again and boogies away. For like a hundred times a day. (not the falling. Just climbing and dancing)

She bites! A few casualities has reported their unfortunate encounter with this mongster. But she knows I am not some one she can mess around with. When ever i stopped her from doing any dangerous stunts, i would pick her up, and she would silently surrender - sometimes with a "ops you got me!" smile. But if another person tries that, you'd hear a loud bansheeeeee screammmmmm to be followed by another yelp by the bitten victim.


Now, this is what she does best - feign innocence. She tilts her head to one side, and utters a ...(dare I say it?) cute, uh-oh. We are already smitten by this non-apologetic uh-oh. Imagine when she does speak, and say "I'm sowriee.." in her squeaky mouse voice. Aiyayyaya!

And when she cries in her cot, wanting to be picked up, you should go to her aide. Because she will throw in kisses, while wrapping her arms around your neck. She also pats your back for saving her. Thats how she has been waking me up EARLY in the morning without making me grumpy!

She is managing little words here and there. "Tinkoo". Thats thank you. Its really cute. But you get to hear it most often when you offer her money. *smirk.

What else? Oh yeah..neow-neow for cats. A very soft growl for tigers. Wowo (just like when you sing wowowo-yeah yeah) for dogs.

Please ask her where is her armpit when you see her. She crosses her arms, and points a finger under that area. A very complicated action when she could have just lift her hand.

Ok, from what a supposedly a horror post about her behaviors, it has crazily morphed into a report about her cute antics. Sucker mom!

But one thing for sure, she has us wrapped around her little finger. Gulp!

Friday, July 20, 2012

Lolly dances

...welll, sort of.

Everytime my mom sings, "london bitch is falling down..falling down..", she rolls her arms round and round., leave the singing to me, the karaoke queen, ok?

And the rolling arms are for "Wheels on the bus" -lor...

Apart from that, the rest of the actions for the other nursery rhymes are aptly done.

"Head and shoulders, knees and toes" - she'd touch her head at the start of the tune....err...until the end of the song.

"if you are happy..." of course is done with many out of sync claps.

"happy birthday" is accompanied by very very big smiles...and claps, too.

She hates twinkle twinkle. She would ask me to stop by shaking her head. Cos she thinks its a nap-time song.

Let's get the party started, yeah~ lets get the party started- oh~ everyday im shuffling...ah, when shall we sing this?

The elephants shirts

Last christmas,
i gave you my heart,
But the very next day..
You gave it away.

Ah....George Michael. I do sound like him, dont i?

Where was i?

Ah yes, last christmas...

Someone bought us, all four of us, a set of family t-shirts bearing the animal icon of the kingdom of Thailand - elephants!

Papah wouldnt wear his, so it became mine. I'd wear them at home as they are comfy. Now here's the thing- Gooly absolutely loves his. Not because it's comfy or that he fancies the animal with a dick on his face. It's because he likes wearing matching shirts with either lolly or me. I have lost lolly's (washed down the drain, i suppose or chewed by the mad dog of ours). So now, its just mine and his.

And everyday......he would dick, ....dig his out from the laundry basket and wear it with me. And every time i wear mine, he would change whatever he is wearing into the matching piece.

It's an endearing way.

I like how he smiles reallllly big when he gets to wear OUR shirts together. Proud gituu... Im gonna find more matching ones. :) Hello Kitty, maybe?

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Almost 16 months

I reckon one could say Lolly is independent. She sees something she wants, she will figure out a way to get it. She climbs to reach for things (she shouldn't be touching), she tears open packages (that includes a yogurt cup with a paper lid), she snatches (gasp!), and of course, manja her way too. All in all, she has very good motor skills. Even a random ahpek at the park complimented her for climbing well.

For someone who is so busy (dunno do what), she is just not bothered to learn to talk. She says "dehdii" for most things, and i do think that it means "dirty". *shrug* i could be wrong.

And then there is "pappu" for apples.

And niau....niau...i tell you. She sounds exactly like a puddy tat that i look around expecting to find Sylvester everytime she makes that sound. And yes, there is a cat always hiding in an obscure place.

She calls mah, tawtaw, papapa but no Mummy yet. Hmmph!

For someone who speaks so little, we can still have our mini conversations. Like i have just asked her to go to sleep (seriously, is there any other things to talk about with a toddler?). She shook her head and threw out her buddy-pillow out from her cot. And she went, uh -oh. Cute.

And she said Papapa, missing him obviously.

When i said Papa is not home, she pointed at his (handsome, ahem) picture hung on the wall, along side with his (lovely, ahem) wife.

I smiled and said it's late.

She lied down and asked for pats on her bum, by patting herself first.

Also, she seems to like to play on the keyboard. Everyday she sits and composes songs, tuning the volume up and down, changing the instrument selections and adjusting the tempos. She looks more like a DJ at work actually. Ahaks!

There are times she holds her hands out, asking for a dance. Once she holds mine, she'd look for tawtaw. Together, we form a circle and boogie ourselves silly. She has quite a few sognature moves. From cutesy up-down movements, she has incorporated some rock moves which involve a bit of head banging and jumping jacks.

Just for the record, she was monstrous last week. Cutting a few teeth at one go made her super cranky! She wanted to be carried all the time, it seemed i grew a siamese baby at the hip. Yikes!

She is an unpredictable time bomb. Lovely as hell somedays, monstrous at others. 100% female species,eh? Woohhooo!

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Appeasing the soul

Gooly almost never get angry at Lolly. Almost.... Most of the time, he thinks and says she is tooooooo cute to be angry at.

But there was this one time......he got really upset. With her. Teary eyed. Shouting mode. Crazy hand movements. No Middle finger yet.

It was because she bit him. Yes! Bit him right at the chest! Just like Mike Tyson. All because he tried to refrain her from climbing the stairs.

If not for the teethmark, i would have burst out laughing. Ok..maybe i did. A little. Until i saw how hurt he was.

So what did i do? "Aiyah, never mind la. She is still a baby" is not really fair. And "You crazy girl! Why did you bite taw-taw?" would have gotten a (cute) impish smile from her. Complete with a 90 degrees head tilting to the side trademark look of hers.

So i took gooly by surprise by grabbing his hands to the back dramatically while saying, "Sabar, abang...sabar. Jangan..jangan pukul adik." Just like a P. Ramlee cereka-drama. It took him a while to realise that i was acting out a scene. And he burst out laughing.

Now that he wasnt so upset, i proceeded to suggest evilly about selling her sister off since there was a pasar malam that day. And also to put her high chair at the corner so she would have breakfast alone the next morning. Facing the wall. Or we could also let her sleep alone, putting her milk powder and bottle at her side so she could make HER OWN milk.

He didnt agree of course. Scolded me even for suggesting.

"You not angry at her anymore?"

"Nah..she is too cute" and he looked over at her, just in time to catch her tilting her head to the side and flashed the silliest smile.

....and we lived happily ever after. Once again.

Till the next Mike Tyson WWF Championship...


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