Thursday, December 6, 2018

Things My Kid Says #14

It's been a long time since I updated this space, I actually feel a little ackward writing here again after abandoning my blog for so long.

However, recent conversations that Naomi had with us prompted me to update this space with all the funny things she tells us... just in case I forget them.

Grandparents

Naomi had not met her maternal grandparents for about 6 months or so. Two weeks ago they visited us and after anxiously waiting for about 1 hour in the airport for their arrival, Naomi was so happy to see them again.

On our way back from airport to Seremban, Naomi sat in between my Mom and Dad on the car's back seat. Suddenly she stood up and said this.

👧: Mommy, your Mommy is so big (read: fat) leh. Your Dad is smaller (read: thinner).

We were all taken aback with this brutally honest yet funny comment.

Poop

We went to Ipoh last Sunday for a 2D1N holiday. In the hotel, Naomi had the urget to pass motion, so she did when we finally arrived to our hotel room.

Not sure what was exactly wrong with the toilet bowl, but after I flushed thrice, her poop still was not washed down. A bit panic, I called my husband for help.

He tried flushing it again but the same thing happened.

👨:  Hmm ya loh, why cannot flush this toilet bowl?
👧: Papa! My poop is very good ah! *while giving a thumb up* My poop is very strong! My poop got muscles like you!

👨: Hahaha! *broke into laughter*


Third Fallen Tooth

Naomi 's third milk tooth came out in the school.

6 December 2018: Showing off her fallen tooth.

Her teacher packed her fallen tooth in a plastic bag and stapled it. Once we reached home, Naomi cut the plastic bag open with scissors, took her tooth and ran upstairs.

Two minutes later she happily announced. 

 ðŸ‘§“Mommy, 😀. I already put my tooth under the pillow. Later Tooth Fairy will come and give me money.” 💰

A couple hours later, when her Dad came home, she told her Dad that she put her tooth under her pillow.

👨:  Naomi, don't put your tooth there. Tooth Fairy won't come. What will happen is that your tooth will drop from the bed and go missing.
 ðŸ‘§: No, no. Later Tooth Fairy will give me money. *put her tooth back under her pillow*

Monday, July 2, 2018

Things My Kid Says #13

I thought I would regret if I didn't make any records of the hilarious honest statements, questions or answers that Naomi often launches to us recently. She is turning 6 this September and she is now at the stage where she asks lots of questions (Finally this moment comes! LOL!).

I think when she turns her happy and chatty mood on, in 30 mins she can easily throw 20-30 why questions to us. "Why the fish's eyes are so big?" "Why is there a plastic in this thing?" "Mommy, is Daddy still at work? Is he still in the office? Why is Daddy so slow?" and so on.

18 June 2018: Our funny chatterbox.

Tidy up

As usual, it's very hard to get Naomi to tidy up her toys. She just loves playing with messy toys in the living room and I hate it.

💁: Naomi, can you please clean up your toys?
👧: Hmmm... I am not so sure, Mommy.
💁: What!

Thanks, Peppa Pig. Naomi learns a lot of British accents lines from you. Haha.

Hungry

Sometime last week when I fetched Naomi from daycare around 6pm, on our way home she suddenly told me this.

👧: Mommy, I am hungry leh...
💁: Oh, okay, okay. I will feed you once we reach home. We are close already.
👧: Mommy, why my tummy is so noisy one?
💁: Umm.. that's because Naomi is hungry.. Didn't teacher give you food in the school already?
👧: Naomi only ate one time in the school today leh...
💁: Oh okay, okay. Hang on..

Luckily, we stay nearby her school/daycare...

Rock, scissors and paper

Again, when I fetch Naomi from day care in the evening, I usually wait for her in the car with Brennan. Naomi's teacher would send her to the car and when she got in the car last week, this happened.

👧: Mommy, where is my (smelly) napkin?
💁: I don't know? In your purple bag? Did you leave that in your school?
👧: Mommy, you go down and take my napkin from Teacher.
💁: I don't want. Naomi go down and get it from Teacher *while opening the car's door for her*
👧: No. Mommy, you go down.
💁: No, you go down. You see, Teacher is there, you go inside and tell her about your napkin.
👧: Mommy, we do rock, scissors and paper okay? If you lose you take the napkin ok.
💁: No, I don't want to play rock, scissors and paper now.
👧: Hmpph.. *whining*
💁: Just get off the car and go to Teacher...

In the end, I told her teacher about her napkin from the car and her tacher got it for Naomi. Naomi got down from the car to get it. How come she can do bargaining like this now?

Pregnant

My husband accompanied Naomi  playing Lego yesterday afternoon. I joined in a bit later. Don't know why but my husband suddenly created a story line about a pregnant Lego character while he was playing with them.

💁: Why you suddenly changed the topic? Why now you talk about pregnant Lego? *facepalm*
👨: Umm... *continued playing*
👧: *tapped her tummy*  Mommy, why you say Brennan? Where got Brennan?
💁: ???
👨: Pregnant...! Not Brennan...

A big man

Yesterday, my husband and I brought Naomi to swim to the clubhouse. When we were about to enter the premise, a group of people came out from the clubhouse and they were walking towards the parking lot. As we entered the clubhouse, there was a friendly tall man (perhaps around 2 m tall) saw us and smiled at us, or maybe at Naomi.

👧: Mommy! Why (the man) is so big one???
💁: Shhhhh! Don't say that..

The man overheard Naomi's loud question and he jokingly told his friends "She (read: Naomi) says I am so big..."

Aiks...

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Grandma in My Heart

My brother and I loved to read and collect mangas when we were in our schooling days.

One of the mangas that my brother collected was Doraemon. I think he bought and kept almost all the series, 44 or 48 books in total. Although my preference back then was the kind of manga that features lovey dovey stories, big eyes pretty girls and handsome guys with dark hair, sharp eyes and chin, I also enjoyed reading my brother's Doraemon mangas for years as well.

One of the stories in Doraemon mangas that caught me best was perhaps the story of Nobita's time travel to one sunny day when he goes back to a time when his granny's still alive. In that story, Nobita goes home and is happily welcomed by his grandma (who in reality had passed away when Nobita was in kindergarten). Granny asks him who he is. He explains to her that he is Nobita from the future. She welcomes Nobita with her warmest and kindest smile ever. Both of them have a good chat and even drink tea together if I remember the story correctly. Before Nobita leaves to present day, he hugs and falls asleep on his grandma's lap.

When Nobita time travels back to present day, he tears up when he realizes his Grandma had indeed long gone but his heart is overflowing with warmth as he reunites with his late Grandma one more time.

I literally cried when I finished reading these particular comic strips featuring Nobita and his lovely grandma. When I read the story, I thought of my own grandmothers and the potential that I won't be able to see them forever again one day, just like Nobita.

My paternal grandma on her healthy days, circa 2004-05.

Back in those manga reading days, both of my grandmothers were still alive and healthy so after I felt the sadness and heartache that Nobita feels after briefly meeting his late grandmother, I dashed to find my grandma (whom I lived with) and spent some good time with her. That time, I still felt secured because my both grandmas were (luckily) still around. At least, the one that doted me so much and the one that I cared deeply was still at home with me then.

The last picture I had with my Grandma circa 2011.

Fast forward to years later, I have now lost one of my doting grandmas. I still miss her every now and then. Seeing her pictures makes me feel so emotional and any memories of her could easily make my eyes well up. I wish Doraemon's a space-time travel tunnel was not just a figment of imagination and I could borrow it so I could go back to the days when my frail and petite grey haired granny was still alive and do all the simple daily underrated things we often did together again, for just one more time.

Alas, Fujiko Fujio knew it better. Without the time portal he fantasized, we can only meet our departed loved ones in our dreams. Once you wake up and the reality snaps back, what's left is the pang of heart ache and perhaps some regrets.

How I terribly miss the good old days with my granny now.