Can I be her friend?

Oh dear oh dear oh dear!

Just during lunch at the church cafeteria today, a young man who's a trainee at the "special needs" church training centre approached me, asking me if I would allow him to be friends with my girl. I thought it weird, and I've seen him around before (but never talked) so I politely told him she's very shy (which is true). Besides I really didn't want to appear rude as he asked me in public and not to humiliate him because he's "different".

After lunch, he saw Vic running around with William and then he commented that she likes to run. I was like, yea... and then he asked me if I'd allow her to follow him out when he gets to know her, and he has a swimming pool in his house so she can go swimming with him!!!

OM goodness!!! Inside me, I'm ringing red alert red alert, weirdo on the prawl! Quickly I told him, but... she's very shy she probably wouldn't want to as she doesn't know him, etc and then moved along.

All these while, Vic was not with me. Thank God.

Back at home, I asked Vic if she's follow any stranger, uncle or aunty, go swimming or shopping or any sort of activity, and she affirmatively answered, "No." We've had this chat before, not to talk or follow strangers, and it's good we have stories about big bad wolves going in disguise (eg, The Wolf & The Seven Young Kids) and I reiterated to her again that bad people can disguise to be friendly, kind uncle/aunty. NEVER NEVER NEVER talk, accept things, or follow them!!!

So, the next time he comes up to me, I will just tell him nicely that we are not interested and whether or not that hurts his feeling because he's "different", I think this is the right thing to do.

Parents, never let your kids out of your sight, even in compounds or places familiar to you/them.

Her humour in the morning

When Vic started kindy at 3, this sleeping beauty used to take half an hour just to open her eyes in the morning, and then the next 15 minutes to clean up and change (with my help of course), but for most of last year and this year I'm happy to report that she's quicken a lot, and cut short the process from slumberland to cleaned-up-changed status within 15minutes.

Bravoooo!!

And some mornings she has this humor turned on too... for a child who used to be grumpy and crying just because she was put in sitting position or because daddy took some of her space on her bed in the mornings... this is also a big leap!

Like this morning, she told me with her eyes still closed, that she can't get up because her body was glued to the bed!!!

And then at the dining hall, I told her to wear her socks first while I heat up her breakfast. When I came out, the maid was wearing her socks and I expressed shock! And what was Vic's excuse? "Oh, I don't have hands, I am a shark... see? These are my fins!" and she waved her "fins" around for effect.

AAhh, she's such a darling with the charming sweet smile. The other day she got another compliment for being such a beauty (sometimes by strangers too, like the other day at the Immigresen) and the nice aunty looked at her face to even examine her... then said she's got such beautiful eyes! Haha... but as usual, Vic is the super-shy-ultra-cool girl (comment from a classmate's parent last year) who didn't respond with a thank you or a smile. Aiseh... have to train here abit!

This week's reading progress

Victoria's reading for this week. Target one page per day, with revision of previous pages.

Page 1

... Woody the cowboy and the toys in Andy's toy box had a meeting. Andy was moving house next week, so his birthday party was being held today and the toys were panicking. Birthdays always meant new toys, and they were all worried about being replaced.

Page 2

... Woody sent the Green Army Men to spy on Andy's party. They set up a baby monitor inside a plant then broadcast descriptions of Andy's presents as they were unwrapped. Nothing sounded too threatening - until the last present. All the kids gasped.

Page 3

... Then suddenly Andy and his friends raced into his room with the new toy. They ran around happily, then rushed out again - leaving the mystery toy in Woody's spot on Andry's bed. It was a Buzz Lightyear Space Ranger. "Howdy," Woody introduced himself.

Words highlighted are the ones she has problem pronouncing as of this afternoon's status. We spent 3 hours to revise through these three pages. Frustrating part is, sometimes she knows the words, sometimes not. I can't tell if she's memorizing or guessing or she is just flipping in between moods. Ahh well, do whatever I can.

The frog, the cat, the horse, the girl and medicine!

You would think that William is such a boyish boy, with all his craze over trucks and heavy machineries, and then cowboys and horses and such...

The frog
And then he has this girly influence by his mummy and much-adored jie jie - on soft toys! A year back, when he was shopping with hubs, he laugai-ed and pointed to a frog soft toy that he wanted, which hubs obliged, and then he hugged it all the time, well, back at home it was once in a while.

Fat Hailey aka Cowgirl
And then there is the pink doll, a Heh Heh replica, but newer version because this was the spare that we bought during Victoria's toddler years, afraid that Heh Heh will one day meet her end and then we'll have to face a crying princess. So we bought, but Vic rejected it back home simply because it was new... and FAT.

So now this 2nd Heh Heh is fondly called (I'm solely guilty of this) Fat Hailey, which William has gladly adopted as his very own Heh Heh, that sometimes take the role as Cowgirl when she gets on the Horse.

The Cat
Oh, and once when Vic and I were having a rare mummy-daughter shopping spree or more like, errands spree in Ikea, Vic spotted a collection of soft toy cats. You know how much I "love" cats, be it real or fake. I said NO. Also because we have enough of soft toys and they collect dust easily, and dust is our numero uno enemy in the house.

But when we were checking out, Vic took one - the ginger cat, and another - the grey cat which I objected, but she said one for her, and one for William. OK, so I agreed because she had a good heart and didn't have cash. So I bought these two cats and although Vic named the grey cat "Boy" for her brother, William aptly renamed it to simply, "Cat"


The Horse
Last week I remembered a brown horse that a friend, Aunty Jocelyn and Uncle Jeremy gave to Vic for Christmas some years ago. Vic didn't play with it and I kept it new in a bag. It struck me suddenly that William was all crazy over cowboys and hats and horses, so I took this horse out, and that very evening he insisted to bring it for cell gathering, and then to sleep with.

But oh no, hubs and I banned the horse from sleeping on our bed because it has been out and germs will crawl all over our bed, so William countered us by saying, "Horse sleep on William bed"... ohh, smartie.

So these are but a few of the main characters of soft toys that William plays with. Occassionally he goes to the display cabinet and helps himself to my TY beanie collection (now you know where the kids inherited this soft-toy-loving from) and even uses the dog as his make belief horse for his plastic cowboy.

I know, soft toys are homes for dust and dustmites, and they should be entirely banned. I put away my sleeping partners a couple of years ago, sacrificing them because of Vic's allergy to dust. And then this William took an affection to soft toys because he sees Vic with Heh Heh, but whenever I can, these toys go into "hiding" and he doesn't seem to notice... phew! Or when Mr Roboclean vaccuum comes out for his weekly duty, any toys within range goes for a suction bath!

Oh, and this is how William takes his med - through a syringe - the same as Vic, only that I couldn't catch a shot of Vic eating her med. Thank God no problems getting them to take medicine now, which is a good and bad sign.

Random pics of William

Little fler did this after his breakfast one day. He just had to REARRANGE my pet cats and put the little puppet heads on their tail.
Ta daaaaa!! He got busy last night with Jie jie and the maid, and did this (he claimed) all by himself. He carried it carefully down the stairs, refusing my help and then placed it on the dining table for me. Awwww! (Btw, I think he made a garage for the cars)
Caught another time with his xxx on his head, he says it's his cowboy hat. Ah, this cowboy is so in love with Toy Story. If you are a fan, you're already his friend. ; )

Mama's birthday luncheon at Holiday Villa

Two weeks back, we had the privilege to celebrate Mama's birthday at the Four Seasons, Holiday Villa in Subang Jaya. The food there was ok, no crowd so it's pretty good environment for kids. Just have to be there early to stretch your money as the buffet dim sum promotion starts from 9am till 2pm (plus minus) for only RM30 nett / per adult. Kids 5yo and below eat for free.

The other highlight of the luncheon was the homemade birthday cake which Vic had a big hand in making... cheesecake! She helped mash the digestive biscuits, scoop in the butter and slice the lemon rind. Good job, Vic!


The camera-shy little chef

Raining shit

Awhile ago I brought William to his "throne" to deposit his big savings. When the maid stood there to help, he told her "don't see!" then I nudged her to continue her work downstairs.

Then I stood there waiting and this little fler looked at me with his usual cheeky smile, and commented, "William mmmm mmmm drop drop drop... like raining!"

Whooaahahahaha! I said, "Oh? Like rain?" and made the sound effect, "Boom boom boom!"

He thought it hilarious too that his stool is dropping out from his posterior like rain and reiterated, "William mmm mmm drop like raining... boom boom boom!"