The stork delivers the baby!

Long time ago, Gooly wondered where do babies come from. I told him from the shin, of course. Kakakakakkakakaa! Kidding.... But that has gotta be the most ridiculous non-sex tale my friend's mom told her....

...when she was 12! Can you freaking belief it? How do babies fit into a shin? Then again, how does a baby fit into the Virginia Valley, the kids would wonder. So shin vagina shin vagina - *shrug* no diff!

Me being a Science student *ahem* of course told him about the sperm and egg, omitting the frolicking parts and then fast forward to nine months later. He was ok with the answer until recently.....

"How do papah's sperms go into your stomach?"

Jeng jeng jeng.






Jeng jeng jeng.







Jeng jeng jeng.

How-lah? So far my answer has been, "Look over there! A spaceship!"

I don't think this tactic can work till he is 8! Gah!

Me thinks he is a very analytical .. Did I say anal? Yes I did.. ANALytical boy. It makes sense, doesn't it? To wonder about the steps. He is clever to suspect that I have been short-changing him some important information.

So, what did your parents tell you?

a.The stork delivers you?
b. They found you in the dustbin?
c. You ask one more time, I slap you with the slipper?

or the cleverest...

d. Look over there! A spaceship!

Goolymama got a pat yo...

This afternoon while having lunch, an elderly couple came to sit with us. Being a magnet for old folks, Gooly, as usual, got their attention and started discussing about Ben 10 characters (of all topics, Ben 10 isn't exactly his forte! C'mon, he could have impressed them with his knowledge of the Freudian Theory.)

The por-por was seriously very ill-informed of the latest trend. She doesn't know what/who is Ben 10. And was slightly aghast at the sight of the hideous monstrous looking characters that Ben could turn into. But she was polite enough not to tell me off for letting Gooly watch that cartoon.

Well, the fact is I don't cos we don't have Astro (is Ben 10 still showing? *shrug*).

She wondered then when she can catch the cartoon and on which channel. Only then I let the cat out of the bag - that Gooly knows about the characters through the coloring book which he was coloring, not through TV.

Oh, she was so pleased to hear that. (Maybe she muttered a silent 'thank god!" too.) She complimented me on my parenting skill (teehee! Little does she know about my infamous 'cactus' threat).

As she was leaving, she gave me a pat on the back and said, "You raised your child well."

Ahhh.... that was nice.

So I decided to pay forward some compliments. I saw a toddler, and told her mom, "He is so kewt!!!"

And I am still in the 'giving compliment' mood. Come see me, I'll throw in some nice pats on your back! ;)

Lesson he taught me

Gooly has a nice face shape, unlike mine. It's almost almond shaped, though he insists it's strawberry.

A while ago, I was cupping his face, complimenting on the nice shape. He said mine is kinda round like a ball. I said, yeah.. (without sounding too much like a sour grape.)

He then wondered if my face has always been round, if it were almond-shaped when I was younger. He asked to see my baby pictures.

"I was ugly...Blergh!" I lamented.

"Hey, don't say that!" he quickly replied.

"Oh, don't be offended. I was just talking about myself. Not you. I was ugly, I said," I clarified.

"No! Don't say that about yourself. I will not let anyone say that about you. I will not say that to you too," he quickly came to give me a hug.

I admit I was touched that he doesn't let anyone, myself included to criticize myself

. But then again, I was using the past tense. Doesn't he know I am and I feel beautiful now?

*cough cough*

Tadika Idol 2

So today was the day he went up on stage and recited 7 verses of Shakespear's poem.

*pbbbbbbth blow into white hanky* I was so proud. *dab dab tears* My boy was meant/born to be an IDOL!!!

Kidding... not so drama, ok?

To tell the truth, I was rather panicky cos during rehearsal sessions with me, he was always goofing around, mumbling, reciting at bullet-train speed, scratching his butt and coughing a lot.

{Oh wait..before that. I forgot to mention that he didn't read a story after all cos I realized he could actually memorise a poem. But to be sure that 'blur and blank' moment doesn't happen, I made little clues for him on a paper just so he knew the verses in order. }

I brought an extra shirt for him to change but he didn't want to even though Iris was in a hippie dress, Angeline was in a princess gown, Ben was in a cowboy suit and another boy in a duck suit. Yes.. you heard me rite.. A bright yellow duck costume [though his performance has got nothing to do with poultry of any sort. Hmm...very peculiar indeed.]

So he wasn't vain (like me) after all.

We were all very anxious - me, papah and nanai . Yes! The whole house went as cheerleaders. I kept looking at him, and he kept giving me the 'thumbs-up' sign. He was pretty 'smooth' for his inaugural solo performance, I must say.

Most of them sang ( the 'duck' too), some recited poems, one played the keyboard and a few danced.. and soon it was Gooly's turn to go stage. [Say, I didn't know I could actually hold my breath for so long! ]

He took confident strides on the stage. Grabbed the mike and started his recitatation in clear crsip voice. He stood tall, head held high, arms at his sides (no butt scratching, thank god!). At one point, he forgot the next verse. I mouthed the word 'hawk' (the keyword for that particular verse) and he went on smoothly again.

Actually that was what I enjoyed most. Seeing the connection between moms and kids. We were there to give confidence. Just like Iris, whose mother went on stage to hold her hand to kick start her poem reading. And me, mouthing 'hawk' (and flapping arms) to help Gooly. I don't know about you, but I would definitely take leave from work (if i had a job) so not to miss moments as such.

At the sound of XIE XIE from Gooly and the thunderous claps from the audience, I heaved a breath of relief!

It's all over!! And it was my turn to give him two 'thumbs up'. Great job, Gooly!

I think it's cute and endearing how kids just go on stage and do their stuff. They were all having a gala time, not an ounce of fear or shyness was detected. I don't know how we adults end up as nervous wrecks! We should be just like them - having fun no matter what.

So, good job everyone! You kids totally rocked the stage today :)

(There are some pictures, anyone want to see them? The 'duck'..? Anyone? )

Tadika Idol Part One here.

Gooly bossy

"Everyone! Pick an instrument. Take turns. You take the guitar. You, the xylophone. You first, then you...then me. Ok, everybody? Ready? NO!! Not like that....! Like this.....!"

" Ok, first you shuffle the cards. Put them down. Turn away. Give me one. NO! The other one. Ok, now you fold the card. Count them. The one with the most cards wins the game."

On both occasions, Gooly was giving instructions to me and papah. He was obviously making up some non-sensical games.

Papah laughed heartily at his antics. The word PROUD was written all over his face. He likes that his son takes charge. It must be a male dominant trait that he feels important to impart unto his son.

Me? I don't like the tone. I don't like his bossiness. The whole scenerios were not very BARNEYish.

I don't know if he is the same when he plays with his peers. I do notice that he is always taking up the role of implementing rules or creating games (even though they don't quite make sense).

And that could be the reason he doesn't enjoy parties much - because the clowns are always the one facilitating. He doesn't like that.. He wants to be the one calling the shots. The few parties we attended, he did join in the games albeit with a 'ok-lah, whatever-lah, I will join in-lah" face.

So, leadership qualities or bossiness? I will tell you in 20 years time.

Shameless

"Mmmm... Yes. I love to hear you say it. Say it one more time.. Yes..Yes..Yes.."

Sounds like a scene from a 'pawn' but really it isn't. You know how the sexperts say we ladies should not be ashamed to tell our partners what we like when we are sexercising? Why can't we do the same thing for other stuff besides shex? I mean like if we want them to say we are pretty/beautiful, we should just copy and paste the idea of the above clause . In other words, why can't we just be SHAMELESS!

Hence the conversation* with papah yesterday:

Me: Do you think I look different?

Him: Huh? Huuuuh?

Me: *roll eyes* My hair! Look!

Him: Huh? *blink blink*

Me: It's longer now! Say it - "You look nice."

Him: You look nice.

Me: Explain why.

Him: *grinning* Cos it's straight.

Me: *whack him with pillow* It was never curly! What other nice things you can say?

Him: That day you look nice. At the airport.

Me: You noticed my eye make up? (obviously knows that he didn't but helping him out here a lil)

Him: Err... yeah.

Me: Ok, you may go now.

And he gave me a peck on the forehead.

If this is not love, I don't know what is.

Disclaimer: This is a bribed post because I got my Delightful already!!!!! Ok, him buying that when he seriously thinks I don't need so many bags is ULTIMATE love! :-)

* Please do not carry such conversations on the phone when he is having an important client meeting or when he is watching football. The ending will not be as nice.

Oily Mouth Gooly

When Gooly says:

My favourite meal in the whole wide world is Nainai's cooking. I love nainai's cooking the BEST!

What he really means is:

I don't fancy kopitiam with no air-cond, I'd rather stay home eat fried rice.

When Gooly says:

I miss Nainai. I want to go home now. She is so lonely at home.

What he really means is:

I don't like walking aimlessly in the mall with my mother. I just want to go home and watch Ultraman.

When Gooly says:

You are the prettiest mom I have ever seen in my life!

What he really means is:

You are the prettiest mom I have ever seen in my life!

Meet Gooly - the oily mouth, the suave talker, the heart-breaker.

Ok-lah, there are times that he says stuff which do not contain any embedded meanings. You know, saying stuff the literal way? Like the time he said, "Nai nai, you be careful ok?" as my mom alighted from the car.

And also, "Are you tired, Nai nai? If you are tired, you go take a rest, ok? You don't work so hard."

And who can forget, "Mom, you are the prettiest mom that I have ever seen in my life?" (He is so embarrassingly honest and truthful *roll left eye ball*)

Gooly is a quite a charmer, isn't he?