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We took LV to the Videoezy outlet that opened in HV not too long ago, and told her she could pick out a movie for Movie Night. She chose Ice Age 3, and was very excited to get on with Movie Night the moment we got home. She quickly changed into her night clothes, climbed onto our bed, and kept calling for Daddy, “It’s movie in the night! Movie in the night Daddy-o! Hurry! Movie in the night, and the moon and movie in the night!”
What happens when a star goes *pop*?
We took LV down for dinner and a walk this evening. She looked up and saw a lone star and this conversation ensued:
LV: Look! Star! It’s gonna POP!
Me: What happens when a star goes pop?
LV: *thinking*
Me: (Prompting) It goes super…
LV: STAR!
Me: …
Bath time’s terrible!
Coming up from the playground, LV was sticky and dirty. The following conversation ensued:
Me: You’re so dirty.
LV: I’m so dirty.
Me: You need to bathe.
LV: I need to… No no no!
Singapore Tywers
LV is now 22 months old. And she has an imaginary friend. Already.
Just yesterday, KM told me that LV has been talking about a little boy who seems to be around in the house when she plays. Spooky. When he came with her to get me after work yesterday, she mentioned the “little boy” again. “Where does he live, Sweetie?” I asked. “In the tywer,” she said.
“The ‘tywer’?”
“Yes. The tywer, the tywer.”
“Why does he live in a tywer?”
“He’s tall.”
Ah… the tower. I asked her which tower he lived in. “That flat,” she replied and randomly pointed out the car window. “Over there.”
KM says it’s natural for little children to create imaginary friends and through them, explain their environment or things they observe. There are many tywers in Singapore.
Welcome!
Admittedly, my blog posts have been centred around LV since she came along. Even regular posts about day to day stuff have been written with her in mind. Truly, having a child changes one’s perspective on things. I actually know who Handy Manny is and can sing the theme song to “Dibo the Gift Dragon”. And I’m not embarrassed by the fact that I can! Goodness me. Life has indeed changed a lot.
I’ve also been looking for an excuse to have a wordpress blog. Goodness knows I’ve been sitting on an account here for the longest time already. So here we are! A new blog at a new address!
I’ve imported older posts from my other blog that are related to all things being mummy, so this blog becomes an actual consolidation of all posts to do with what I truly enjoy best – being a mum. Indeed, everything I do now, I do it with my little one in mind. Life did truly get better the moment she came, and challenges notwithstanding, I would love to share this joy with you. ;)
Random bits of my life
We celebrated our 4th Wedding Anniversary yesterday with a simple dinner outing. All 3 of us. And instead of taking pictures of us, I ended up taking pictures of our food. KM thought I was nuts. But why not? Heh, heh, heh…
We wanted to have Japanese and ended up at Ichiban-Tei at Quayside (along the Singapore River). It was our second visit, and we remember it being not-too-bad the last time we were there for my sister’s birthday last year, so we thought, why not?
All of us ended up ordering ramen. LV had her kiddy portion that came with a tempura ebi, a couple of pieces of chicken karaage and chips. In nice Hello Kitty tableware for her too. How did they know? ;)

KM and I basically had the house specialty – some kind of pork ramen, except mine was in spicy soup stock.


And we attempted to share a serving of soft shell crab,

and kakiage.

And here’s why the restaurant ended up being a “not” for us. Too oily. Can you imagine oily Japanese food? I could not, until last night. Like “urgh!” The ramen soup stock had oil globules in them, and the soft shell crab batter felt like it had soaked up all the oil in the pot. I think we felt quite ill after the ramen. KM even refused to eat the soft shell crab after the first bite. We never even got to the kakiage (which cost $16!) and got it packed home. My nephew had it for lunch today – baked, and probably came out a bit better after it got zapped in the oven – and liked it. And oh yes, I must not forget to add that it was salty! Ick. Oily, salty, Japanese food. *gag* All in all, a nice evening, but the food scored a 3 out of 10 for me.
And while I’m still being rather random here, look what my ingeneous hubby has decided to use his seat belt guard thingamajig (what do you call these things??) for:
Not only do the cables now look neat, we’ll never lose our controllers again. Brilliant.
Sleeping amidst a bed of kitties
Every weekend, LV gets to sleep in our bed with us. I say it’s a treat for her, but really, I think I look forward to cuddling with her more than she does with me. I remember when she first started sleeping on her own, I couldn’t fall asleep!
Tonight, once again, she gets to sleep on our bed. With her ever-growing kitty collection. No thanks in great part to me, of course. But oh, what fun it is, to go to bed with so much cuteness!
I need to keep a record before I soon forget
She’s growing so quickly, I can’t keep up with my updates and records on how much she’s changing and learning each day. My scrapbooking of her is totally not caught up, and I’m just blogging in the hopes (and plans) of putting them into her album one day. I just don’t want to forget all her milestones and achievements. So for my own record, here are all the things she has managed that I don’t want to forget. Ever. As it is, memories are beginning to fade…
1. LV made her first flip when she was 4 months old. I remember this quite distinctly because I had just returned to work and my dad was watching her at that time. When he messaged me that Lauren had made her first flip, I was in school, and in tears.
2. She was able to sit upright on her own quite steadily at about 6 months. Very shortly after that she started crawling and by 7 months, was able to haul herself up to a standing position. Her first tooth also started to appear round about this time.
3. LV ate her first real adult food at about 9 months – crispy roti prata with fish curry!
4. By 9 months, she was cruising (i.e. walking as she held on to support structures) and at 10 months, she was able to take short walks in the evenings with us while holding my hand.
5. At 11 months, she was able to walk independently and was running by her first birthday.
6. She started signing independently around 9 months when she first asked for milk! By about 11 months, she was combining words to make 2-word sign sentences. Today, at 16 months, her sign vocabulary consists of:
verbs: want, eat, play, can, sleep, potty (as in, “to go to the toilet”)
adverb: please, sorry, yes
adjective: good, thank you, happy
nouns (nature/environment): flower, tree, sun, star, moon, light, butterfly, spider
nouns (food): cake, cereal, milk
nouns (fruit): apple, orange, watermelon, grapes, strawberries
nouns (things to wear): hat, diaper
7. She can say most of the mono- and bisyllabic words she can sign, and her longest 3-word sentence to date is “Where Daddy going?”. She can also say, “Mummy”, “Ah-ti” (“Aunty” in Tagalog), “please”, “bear”, “kitty”, “Kit-kat” (the name she, just today, gave the stray cat that visits our house), “nana” (for “banana”), “cookie”, and a host of other things. Just too many to record. Her first word, for the record, was “Kitty!”
8. She still breastfeeds at 16 months, and in order that she might not be demanding for milk just for comfort, she’s been taught to ask for milk when she wants some instead of tugging on my blouse. She will patiently repeat word for word in sign and voice, “Mummy, can I have some milk please?”
9. Just 2 nights ago, she developed an allergic reaction to lavender oil and broke out in rashes on her left arm. At the doctor’s, she was able to respond (with prompting) to the question, “What’s wrong?” with “I have rashes.”
10. She loves Hello Kitty for some bizarre reason. My friend puts it down as the “kitty-DNA” which I presumably passed to her. But truly, while I like Hello Kitty lots, I could not have been the one who influenced her into liking the mouthless cat, ‘cos KM was adamant that there be no Hello Kitty items in the house. Any Kitty item I owned had to be inconspicuous and inobtrusive. It is only now that because LV has an obvious love for the Sanrio icon, that I finally am filling the home with Kitty plushes. All because of LV. But of course. *grin*
11. Her pre-molars started to show at about 14 months and seems to be taking a long time to make their full-appearance.
Surely there will be more to come of her achievements, and indeed there is more to note even now, like how she’s beginning to show a strong love for dance and has learned how to tip-toe as she boogies and hops across the floor. Or how she’s not afraid of cats and has bitten Cobalt on his tail before when she was about 10 to 11 months old and trying to relief herself of teething itches. And she has finally learnt what it means to kiss someone! She gives a nice, cute peck now when asked for a kiss!
I don’t ever want to forget, and I’m so afraid I will.
Shopping in Style

Lauren loves flowers. And it would seem, pink bags too. We took her down for a walk this evening after dinner as we sometimes do when time permits. This evening, she picked her pink bag from Nai-nai to carry with her, and put in it the Strawberry kitty which KGB gave her for Christmas. Then off we went for our walk. We stopped by the florist to get her a long-promised flower – she picked a yellow gerbera that matched her outfit, and paid the florist a dollar for it. All by herself. Armed with her flower and pink bag, she wasted no time in checking out the shops that were still open. What a girl she is!
Silly Nursing Room Designs

Vivocity Nursing Room
It must have been a male who designed this. Or more likely, a non-parent. For sure. Just look at where the soap dispenser is. In between the changing bed and the seat for breastfeeding mums. And where is the sink? Out of the frame to the far right. Because parents must have arms as long as Mr Tickle’s that can reach some 1m away for the tap. And this is not the only silly nursing room layout at Vivo City. Another one has no changing bed, but a diaper bin right next to the chair for nursing mums. Imagine nursing your baby next to a diaper bin! This on top of the fact that the supposed Parents-cum-nursing room is within the ladies’ washroom because men can’t be parents taking their kids out, and in need of a place to change their babies’ diapers. No wonder Singaporeans aren’t having babies. The basic support structure isn’t even there.
