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.


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.


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.


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?


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..."


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.

Friday, April 6, 2018

When Your Kid's Friends Give You Head Lice

Eeek! Yes, you read the last two words in the title right.

Since Naomi goes to school, she getting viruses like influenza and cough on monthly basis has become a normal routine for me. I really hate it when she falls sick (and technically brings home an array of viruses for her brother too) but really, no matter how good I shield her with multivitamins or sanitize her hands the moment she gets to the car when I pick her up from school, sometimes the above can't be helped.

But head lice? In 2018...? You gotta be kidding me, right?

Unfortunately, not.

Head lice are not extinct yet.


I discovered that my kids were infected with head lice about two weeks prior to CNY this year. One Thursday evening, we were heading to MIL's house for dinner and on the way to her house, B was napping in the car. I just happened to repeatedly stroke his soft hair when he was napping in my arms that evening.

Cutiepie in February.

When I was stroking his fringe, I spotted something unusual on my toddler's hair. My first thoughts were, "Hey, why is his hair so dusty? What are this white debris? Are they some tiny debris the from the white IKEA furniture we bought yesterday? I remember he was busy hovering around his Dad when his Dad was fixing a new IKEA cabinet." I tried to clean the white stuff on his hair but they were so difficult to get rid of. They were glued to his hair strands so well and simply hard to remove with one finger.

After a minute or two, I realized that this white stuff were not just some furniture dust nor debris. My heart literally dropped to the car's floor when it dawn upon me that these white stuff looked somewhat familiar. All the white stuff on B's head suddenly scared the sh*t out of me.

They were head lice nits, for Christ's sake.

My heart broke as I learnt that my innocent baby's head had been infested by annoying parasitic tiny insects. He's so young to experience this. How unfair.


Erm... 25 years ago when I was in primary school, head lice infestation was quite a common thing among us kids. I got infested once or twice from a school mate with a long hair who sat in front of me. Her hair was terribly infested by head lice and our class teacher had to write a personal letter to her parents about it. The next day after her parents received the teacher's report, my class mate's long hair was chopped short. Also, my Mom is a hairdresser and those days, she occasionally got issues with hair lice too when she happened to handle customers carrying the parasites.

Problem is our childhood encounters with hair lice happened in early 1990s and I just cannot fathom that I still have to deal with hair lice in 2018. Well, the fact that there are still hair lice in the year of robot shocks me in general.


When I shared my initial worry or rather, suspicion, that B had head lice to MIL and my husband, all eyes suddenly turned to Naomi's thick hair. It was as if everyone agreed to one thing "Naomi must be the source. Why? Because she goes to school. She must have gotten it first from her friends and spread the lice to B!". I quickly scanned and ran through Naomi's hair strands with my fingers. Mind you, all the accusations to her were validated. She had worse nits' problems than B. Shortly, MIL looked at me and said, "High chance you have hair lice too".

Still looking cute with her helmet hairstyle.

Come to think of what MIL told to me that night, I suddenly recalled how I had been so sleepless for the past 2 weeks in early February because my head, back of my neck and ears were incredibly itchy at night. I used my husband's anti-dandruff shampoo with menthol, hoping to get some relief for the itchiness on my scalp when washing my hair; however, it didn't actually work. I thought I had an allergy reaction or something as my head and neck were super itchy for more than a week so I even consumed allergy syrup for food poisoning, hives and insect bites for 2 days before discovering the hair lice nits on my children's heads.

Moving on, the moment we finished dinner at MIL's place, I asked my husband to rush to the nearest pharmacy to start my embarrassing shopping frenzy, buying anti-lice shampoo that are safe for children (I was embarrassed to ask the pharmacist whether they sold any anti-lice shampoo to be honest). The price of one small 40ml bottle was around RM 18, so if you are using the shampoo daily for your whole family; the total bills to clear all the head lice in your head, which would take weeks, can be quite costly I'm afraid.

The herbal anti-lice shampoo from pharmacy, safe for kids' use.

(BTW, in the end my kids and I were infested with the head lice but my husband was not. I guess that's because the kids share the king sized bed with me while my husband sleeps on the other bed next to ours).

That weekend, we brought the kids to get a hair cut and from then on, my new day and night 'leisure" activities for the coming weeks were religiously shampooing my kids' hair and my own head with the herbal anti-lice shampoo every day (as per written in the shampoo's description in the box) and manually removing lice nits on our heads using the Terminator aka the lice comb. LOL. I began washing our bed sheets, blankets and towels more often than usual as well.

Fated to see and use you again.

Oh yes, that night after I found out about the head lice infestation, I immediately informed Naomi's head master of her latest condition and our strong suspicion that she might have gotten the hair lice from her school mates. Upon getting my updates, her head master sounded very surprised initially but after few rounds of questioning in polite and casual manner, her head master finally admitted that late last year some of her students' heads were infested with hair lice too. No wonder after the annual concert was held; I noticed Naomi's BFF who had a waist length hair suddenly sported a bob hair! Apparently, she was severely infested with hair lice too... and we only found out about this issue on Naomi's hair pretty late just because I never thought in a million years that we could still be infected with hair lice in today's everything Cloud, drone and AI era.

Fortunately, Naomi's head master is a sensible individual and after she learnt about another hair lice case happening in her premise, she did few rounds of check on all of her students on the following week just to make sure no other student was infected with hair lice.


After about a month (that felt like forever) of using the herbal anti-lice shampoos from the pharmacy, it seemed like I still could not get rid of the lice's nits completely. I was at my wits' end doing the manual removal of the nits on Naomi's hair strands on daily basis because every time I checked her hair, I still found few nits on her hair and she was not cooperative when I was clearing nits from her hair. Ok lah, I must say that it can be quite painful for her when I pulled one or two strands of her hair to remove the nits because nits are so persistently glued to the hair strands and you need to use extra strength to remove them.

One Saturday when the kids were due for their influenza injections, my husband and I decided to tell their pediatrician about the lice infestation problems that we're facing for weeks already. When he heard the words 'head lice', he was kind of taken aback I cannot forget his expression. He wanted to check Naomi's hair but I quickly told him he probably wouldn't find anything visible then because I have sort of manually cleared most of the nits.

He dashed to the dispensary and brought over two small bottles of anti-lice lotion. He wrote two dates on each bottle and proceeded to explain to use the anti-lice lotion.

The prescribed anti-lice lotion. The brand is A-Lice.

Instead of using the anti-lice lotion like the daily shampoo, all of the four of us (because we live under the same roof) were advised to apply the anti-lice lotion according to the date or schedules that the doctor had listed on the bottle. We ought to evenly rub the lotion on our washed hair and scalp, cover our hair with a damp towel or shower cap for 10 minutes then rinse it thoroughly with running water. The chemicals should be strong enough to kill all the adult lice.

There were two dates written in the lotion bottle. First date was the date when we all applied the lotion to kill all the adult lice. Second date was scheduled around 10 days after the first date, that's basically when the nits were expected to hatch lice babies. Therefore, the plan was to attack the lice babies and newborns on the second date of using the lotion. In conclusion, the war strategy to fight head lice was very logical, well calculated and multilayered. It's like "Don't play play with our head no more, lice! I am bringing in a professional to send you lots and your next generation to oblivion now!"

Back to a more serious topic to combat head lice, seemingly we're not supposed to use the anti-lice shampoo or lotion on daily basis but use it on schedule like how the doctor had taught us. As the shampoo or lotion won't be able to kill the lice eggs or nits, applying the chemical on your head when the eggs haven't hatched would be considered as a futile attempt to remove the head lice. Not to mention, the shampoo and lotions are quite expensive too if you compare them to normal hair shampoo.

Happy girl, happy me.

Anyway, we took the doctor's advice and I am happy to report, after strictly following the doctor's schedules and finishing two bottles of the prescribed anti-lice lotion, we are all clear from head lice. Thank God!

Annyeong, Oppa.

Our challenge now is to prevent the head lice outbreak in our family again by practicing extra hygiene in our house (especially when handling the heavy laundry as lice can survive on fabrics), giving Naomi her own comb to use in the day care (instead of using the communal comb that the school provides) and using the anti-lice shampoo once in a blue moon.... just in case you know!

**Disclaimer: I waited until we're all clear from head lice then only started writing this post. I thought long and hard before sharing this story online publicly because I think it's quite an embarrassing and sensitive topic that involves my children. But then again, I reckon not all of us know how to manage or treat head lice problems in today's modern days (especially if you never had one) despite the widely sold OTC anti-lice shampoos. So yeah, hope you readers find this post at least useful. You never know the surprises your child may bring home from school!

Friday, March 30, 2018

Making Indonesian Chicken Soup with Luncheon Meat

B is turning two in less than two months' time and nowadays I have been feeding him with more rice, noodles or pasta. He has not been really receptive towards any sort of porridge that I prepare anymore (bored perhaps?) so I everyday I have to scratch my head and come up with toddler menu that could entice my picky eater to eat.

Generally speaking, B can only eat rice if I mix it with lots of soup. My problem is coming up with soupy dish every single day is not that easy since the choices of soup that I can rotate are limited. Unlike B, Naomi is always okay with any dish or soup that I cook. She also loves soupy food and can easily gobble a bowl of rice + soup that I make under 10 minutes (on the other hand, B probably eats like only 2 tea spoons of rice in 10 minutes!)

Anyway, here is a recipe of easy vegetable chicken soup that I grew up with and often make for my children. It's so easy to make, has lots of veggies and not oily. I normally add sausage slices to the soup but yesterday I used pork luncheon meat for a good change.

Easy toddler menu. Non-halal.

Indonesian Chicken Soup with Pork Luncheon Meat


1/2 Chicken
1.5 liter Water
1/2 tin of Pork luncheon meat, cut into small cubes
1 Carrot, slice thinly
1 Potato, cut into cubes
1/2 Small cabbage, cut large
Scallion, cut small
Thin soy sauce


  1. Boil water in a large-medium pot. Put in chicken, carrots and potato. Boil for about 10-15 minutes until the chicken changes color and the root vegetables are half cooked.
  2. Put in the cabbage. Simmer until the cabbage cuts are slightly cooked. Seasoned with sugar, salt, pepper and a dash of soy sauce.
  3. Add the pork luncheon meat cubes and scallion. Gently mix everything with a ladle and let the soup cook for a bit longer. Taste the soup to see if it needs more seasoning, then turn the heat off. 

Bahasa Indonesia version:

Sop Ayam dengan Ham Babi (Maling)


1/2 ekor Ayam
1.5 lt Air
1/2 kaleng Pork luncheon meat, potong dadu (atau boleh diganti sosis ayam/sapi)
1 buah Wortel, iris tipis
1 buah Kentang, potong kotak
1/2 Kubis kecil, potong-potong
Daun bawang, potong kecil, optional
Kecap asin

Cara memasak:

  1. Didihkan air di panci agak besar. Masukkan ayam, wortel dan kentang. Rebus (kira-kira 10-15 menit) sampai ayam berubah warna, wortel dan kentang setengah matang.
  2. Masukkan kubis. Tambahkan gula, garam, merica, sedikit kecap asin. Masak sampai kubis agak matang.
  3. Masukkan potongan ham babi dan potongan daun bawang. Aduk dan masak sebentar. Koreksi rasa. Matikan api.

Making Hollandse Boterkoek (Dutch Butter Cake)

I have been baking rather frequently of late, like 2-4 times a week. When I am not tired, I try to make a time to bake something. My husband and I hardly go to bakery to buy cakes or bread anymore in the past few weeks. LOL.

This afternoon, when B was napping, I baked a Dutch Butter Cake, famously known as Hollandse Boterkoek or Lekker Holland. The recipe is adapted from one of the many baking personalities that I follow in social media.

Dutch Butter Cake is a moist flat butter cake with crispy edges. It's almost like a cross between a very rich butter cake and pie or shortbread. The texture is dense but it's guaranteed delicious. It's definitely the best company for a cup of hot tea or coffee. If you are on diet, I need to warn you that you may want to gobble more than one slice of boterkoek tho'. Why? Because it's amazingly good I ate two slices not long after the cake was out of the oven.

Here's my version of this cake's recipe.

Dutch Butter Cake
(Klassieke Hollandse Boterkoek)


220gr Flour
200gr Butter, at room temperature
1 Egg
120gr Fine sugar or icing sugar
25gr Milk powder
1 tsp Vanilla extract
1 Egg yolk, for egg wash
Almond flakes or raisins, for garnish


  1. Sift flour and milk powder together. Set aside.
  2. Beat butter, sugar, vanilla extract and egg using high speed mixer until pale.
  3. Gradually incorporate the flour mixture into the batter using spatula.
  4. Pour the cake batter into a pan that is already greased and lined with baking paper. Evenly press and smoothen the top of the thick cake batter with spatula.
  5. Apply egg wash then run a fork on the top of the cake batter to create patterns.
  6. Sprinkle the cake with some almond flakes or raisin.
  7. Bake the cake in a preheated oven at 170 degree C for about 30 minutes or until golden brown.

For the love of butter!

This cake makes me reminisce about Holland so much and I can't help but feeling very nostalgic about my good old days living there. The cool breeze, the beautiful scenery, canals of Amsterdam, the green grass, the sound of the NS train, the food even the supermarkets! Ironically tho', I never tasted any boterkoek when I was there. Haha.

Suiker + bloem + boter + ei + amandel = boterkoek. 

Zo simpel en heel lekker.

Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Things My Kid Says #12

The below conversation happened when both children happily played together ... before one of them screamed or cried or fought over something that I cannot remember anymore by now.


Late last night just before bedtime, Naomi was playing Teacher with B using the animal cartoon book for 0-3 yo kids. She was acting as the teacher and B was the student who's learning about animals' names. Naomi knows alphabets but is not so good, tends to be lazy, at reading.

Naomi threw lots of questions to her brother like "弟弟, what is this?" "弟弟, where is owl?" "Huh, you don't know owl ah?" "Hahahaha you say this is peacock? Peacock is this one!" and so on. When B guessed the animal right, Naomi clapped at him. When B didn't know the answer, she laughed hard at him. Finally, she pointed at a picture of an animal on the insects page and quizzed B about that particular insect.

Tom reads to Jerry.

👧: 弟弟, where is the mosquito monster?
👶🏻: ? 

(I could not recall if a mosquito cartoon picture (let alone a mosquito monster picture printed on a supposedly educative children book!) was featured in this animal book at all so I double checked the book that Naomi was holding)

💁: Naomi, what mosquito? Where got mosquito monster? There is no mosquito in this book.
👧: Got ah!
💁: Where?
👧: The eyes are so big!
💁: Show to me.
👧: This! This one is the mosquito monster.  *see the following picture*

Refer to the circled animal to relate.
👶🏻: *attentively listening to his sister and analyzing the book too*

💁Naomi, that one is called DRAGONFLY lah! Aiyo! Not mosquito monster. LOL.


25 February 2018: My talkative soon to be 5.5yo girl.


Moving on, when Naomi's Dad was lying on the bed, getting ready to sleep last night; Naomi continued talking to him. I didn't follow their conversation from the very beginning, which topic was caterpillar, but I overheard the following and I was ROFL.
👧: Papa, so, the ca te pi low is bla bla bla...

👨: Naomi, it's ca-ter-pil- lar... Pil-Lar. Not pillow! Not cater-pillow.
👧: Ca.. Ter.. Pi.. Low..
👨: Caterpillar!