COOL CARS! Everyday without fail, she will bring out this book for mummy to read. She knows the story inside out and she even knows what to say at the end of most sentences. Yes, she knows the last word of each sentence. However she still refuses to tell me the colours of the car. Somehow somewhere deep in me, I know that she knows the colours. For some weird reasons, she simply does not want to tell me. Afterall sometimes she gets them right and sometimes she just points. It's fun getting animated about five friends (cars) having a race to some clearwater lake. They are brenda blue car, olivia orange car, roger red car. peter purple car and glenda green car. Along the way, the cars left the race one after another due to fuel, engines, tire puntual and accidents. When combine with some silly sound effects and expressions, this book can get lots of giggles from the girls. Even joelle gets tickled by the way I read this story. Yup, I can be pretty silly at times.
This is simple to make and delicious to eat. The girls like it very much and for someone who doesn't really like cookies, I find myself fishing for more. This raisin cookies are the best! And it taste a little like my favourite butter cookies. I think I must start to keep notes of the successful stuff I produce in angie's kitchen. Most of the time I do not follow the recipe in the books. I work according to what's available in the kitchen and my gut instinct. By the way I do fail many times, which was never recorded. From now on, I will try (to remember) to write down the recipes of successful bakes.
Isabelle was waiting with ritz at the chinese doctor's clinic for daddy to finish his "tui-na" session. Daddy hurt his back pretty badly the other day at work when he lifted a heavy stuff the wrong way. Everyone who walked past the clinic looked at the pair in amazement. I mean isabelle is a small child when placed next to ritz yet ritz obediently sat next to her... at her command! He's a good dog, really. He has been very obliging with the girls "requests" and extremely gentle with them. He had biten my parents-in-law as well as my sister-in-law pretty badly before but never once he showed his teeth to the children. Of course I never took that for granted and always kept an eye on them when ritz is around. I want to teach them humanity and how to love and care for animals and I'm glad they are not afraid of the dog.
literally! We found a big red heart in ikea one sunday! Though weekends at ikea are always crowded with long queues for the kid's playroom and restaurant and check-outs and even the hotdog counters! But weekends are more eventful for the children. Balloons, mascot, activities and kids company! Oh well, it's still a nice family friendly place to be on a clueless weekend.
One morning I realised isabelle was not running around the house, or singing some songs, or jumping up and down. It seems rather quiet. I came out of the office and asked mary of her whereabouts and she gave me the "tilt-head-raise-eyebrow" look. I was like "huh?!!" for a second then I saw her. Can you spot her?
Both my girls are not encourage to play hide and seek. They are always taught to response when their names are called. I do not want them to be "missing" children for real one day. So when I ask loudly "where is isabelle?", she will come out or stand up and point to her chest and answer "I'm here". She's just too adorable. I would really miss her babyness when she grows up, which is happening so fast. Too fast!
After some practices, I think I can draw pretty neat flowers and butterflies on the girls fidgety hands. I'm getting to enjoy the tattoo set now that it can be much more than just MESS! Best of all, the girls are more ready to appreciate this form of art than just wasting paint on their hands. Joelle is learning to draw with the brush instead of simply using the stamps. You can use more colours with the brush than with the stamps and the stamps have limited designs. I'm sure with practices, joelle will be able to draw cool stuff on herself and her sister. Maybe then I will offer her my arm.
