Thursday, September 13, 2012

Lolly signs

At almost 16 months, lolly is not talking much. Let's see..

1. Boh (ball)
2. Papa
3. Neow (cat)
4. Wowo (yeh yeh...i love u more than i can say. Eh, no..i mean Dog)
5. Ahwah (her brother's name)
6. Yeye, kuku, kung kung
7. Nyomoh (no more)
8. Neoh (NO)
9. Yesh (yes)
10. Cohs (close)
11. Dediu (thank you)
12. SupercLifragilisticexpialidocious (waaaaaaaaah....sob sob..waaahhhh)

Thats not a very impressive list eh?


She understands loads! And she has her way of making us understand her. She makes lots of audible noises (cute ones, annoying ones..but mostly puddy tat cute ), signs a great deal, pushes you, shoves you, pulls you..till you get her what she wants.

Actually i dont mind that, that much. Because if you havent realised, you have to look at the person converying non-verbal messages more than verbal ones. And it connects us even more when our eyes met, hands touched, smiles and laughter ensued when we finally understand her meaning.

The other day, papa joyfully told me that she pushed his butt out of the couch to the kitchen to get her some cookies. He smiled so much telling me that.

Today, i put her near our family portrait - the one with the whole clan of siblings and spouses and niece and nephews, grandpa and grandma included. She said papa, and pointed correctly at the person responsible for her small eyes.

And i said, yes, clever girl. Thats papa. Do you miss papa?

And she pointed out the rest of the family whom she recognises.

She spotted me. She turned and looked at me. And pulled my glasses out. She pointed at my image and said, "nyomoh".

Oh yes, i wasn't wearing my spectacles in the picture. But yeap, that's me. Mummy. Can you say mummy?



She always gives the right answer, by chance.

She then looked at other pictures and signed that some of her cousins were *slllluuurp* drinking, and hugging a bear.

We went to the bird park today. While tucking her to sleep, i asked if she remembered seeing birds today..with wings and beaks. She giggled and said, "yesh" (another fluke answer, probably).

Yesh, she speaks very little. But i love the way we communicate. It is very meaningful. Fun to watch. Full of love. And very warm. Especially when she has to hug you to relay a message.

Of feathered fowls (not really)

Gooly became a ranger of the Bird Park this year, thanks to a dear friend who paid member ship for him as a meaningful and thoughtful birthday present. This means that he can join their holiday programs all through the year.

The first one was held earlier this year, right after his birthday. But i was utterly busy during that period doing renovation of my palace and caring for the supreme diva of the household - the miss lollypop, whom if i am not mistaken was about to turn one around that time, which means i was also planning her birthday party (ahaks! As if it was a grandiouse event).

But being mindful not to neglect my buddy gooly, i registered him for the holiday camp nonetheless. On that day, something cropped up (the contractor showed up shirtless with 6 pack muscles to show) that i had to dash to the house immediately after i dropped gooly off at the park.

Yep! Dropped in..ok, stay safe, dont let the birds bite your birdie, bye bye..vroooom....

Ok-lah... The program stated that parents MAY tag along if they dont need to save the world..but because i just (had to look at those rippling muscles)had to resolve some logistic problems (oklah! I was trying to make it sound important but the truthh is i was just there to open the door for the contractor lah!). So, i just let him go on his own, citing "independence" as some character building agenda (again, like very important obejctive like that)

Before i left (of course i didnt just vrooom-ed off), i took a shufti around to see who were joining the program. Alas, i saw a lady with two kids and unabashedly explained that i am leaving my baby.. I mean, my son so that he can ahem..learn to be independent, but could she please keep an eye on him just to make sure that he doesnt wander off to the girls toilet. She said ok, bless her. We exchanged numbers..just in case (eg. a birdie bite his birdie).

In the duration of two hours, this kind lady updated their activities via smses. And one that made me migthily pleased and proud is that she thought gooly was very well -mannered and carried himself well. She told me also that he was jotting down notes and drawing birds! And not shy at all to show her the masterpieces. Of course she was being awfully nice and kind with words. I am so lucky i keep meeting random awesome people!

I picked him up right on time, as promised. And he proudly showed me his little notebook with pages of hand drawn birds (which looked like aeroplanes) and info about pelicans.

He enjoyed himself thoroughly. And i have just registered him for another program next week.

(actually upon receiving the notification from the park about the upcoming camp that i was reminded of what happened during his first experience as a ranger. Its worth noting down..this little story about his independence and pleasant review from a kind stranger. You didnt think i was really gonna talk about *yawn* birds, did you?)

That wonderful feeling

Papah and i were having a very meaningful conversation about what will happen when (not IF) we strike the lottery. I just had to share with him that my mom has decided to divide the sum of one million equally amongst us siblings. To top that, papah said he will bring me to some fancy boutiques to buy as many bags as my milipede hands can carry.


And then i was watching some silly tvb series at 7pm. Gooly came to me and announced that his uhm...equally silly cartoon starts at 7.30pm. But but my show finishes at 8!! So i pouted. But that didnt last long cos the show was i was laughing and grinning. Seeing that, my dear gooly said, "Seems like you are enjoying your show. Never mind la, i let you watch."


And then lolly came down with mouthful of nuts. She loves nuts. Seeing me, she smiled, ran to me, gave me a super tight hug, and put her finger in her mouth to "liew" some crushed nuts and offered them to me. I said no thank you. But she insisted and shoved them in my mouth. It tasted ironically sweet.


Triple syokness in the month of september!


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