
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Simply Bread at Riverside closing end May
Sad to find out that Simply Bread is closing end May. Simply Bread is our favourite hangout on Sunday. Although the bread can be quite pricey, it is worth the money. We love the freshness of the bread, the sticky bun and cuppacino. The place is great for morning walk. Oliver will chase after the dogs and birds whenever we are there. At this point, we also wonder whether we will still make our way there on Sunday mornings after the closure of Simply Bread. Oliver will probably miss the place too. The branch will shift to Cluny Court. I doubt we will go there often as the distance will be too far, but we definitely check the new place out.Love at first sight with Egg and Tomato

I am not a very good cook and also not an adverturous one. But I decided to just fry eggs and tomato for my lunch on last Sunday and cooked the same for Oliver's lunch. Fo the first time, I passed him the fork and spoon to eat on his own.
It was love with egg and tomato at the first sight! Love at first sight and he left it as that. His love for egg and tomato did not last. I cooked the same dish today and he ate a few mouthful and spit out the rest. I feel really helpless when it comes to his meals.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Back to the Pool Finally
It has been such a long time since Boon Heng and Oliver swim at the pool and I cannot recall when was the last time they went. The weather is quite perfect too, probably rather cold and windy.
I tried with effort to fit Oliver in his swimming diaper. His swimsuit fits just nicely now with no more space for growth.

I tried with effort to fit Oliver in his swimming diaper. His swimsuit fits just nicely now with no more space for growth.

Thursday, May 8, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Mini Me


Another habit, which I think (and probably secretly hope) that Oliver has picked up subconsciously from me, is starting to manifest. Why hope? Well, because Sophia is generally not a neat and precise and symmetrical person. In fact, probably 99.99% of the population aren't, I guess.
Oliver is parking all his vehicles head in (and at times at nice interval with each other according to Sophia). And after he's done so, he would be smiling and clapping.
But just before I get too carried away, I will be reminded of Oliver's split personality when he next messes up the shoes on the shoe rack.
How wonderful.
Oliver is parking all his vehicles head in (and at times at nice interval with each other according to Sophia). And after he's done so, he would be smiling and clapping.
But just before I get too carried away, I will be reminded of Oliver's split personality when he next messes up the shoes on the shoe rack.
How wonderful.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Cultivating Good Habits
Oliver has the good habit of keeping toys after playing with it. Although he doesn't do it all the times, he will certainly will keep his toys when he is not distracted. This is one good thing about having Oliver attend childcare. His caregivers not only guide him but have him carried out the tasks on a regular basis. Maybe, thats because Oliver used to have this habit of picking and throwing the toys at all directions.
Having said this, I remember an incident just not too long ago, he hit another toddler's head at school when he threw the toy. Until now, I don't know who was this casualty of Oliver's reckless act because the school did not want to disclose who this poor kid was. I was quite taken aback by the refusal to disclose as I could not comprehend the reason for keeping it in the closet.
Recently, he has been also picking up habits of Boon Heng's. Yesterday, he woke up in the morning and picked up a strand of hair from our bed. Before this, Oliver has been picking up hairs from our bed and from the floor. Well, it was probably more like Oliver found the hair sticking to his sweaty palms, and he would pass it to me. Yet, this sunday morning, he had a different idea. He decided to bring the strand of hair, got off the bed, instructed me to get off the bed and open the bedroom door for him. He then walked out of the room and into the kitchen, and in the kitchen where the rubbish bin was, he threw it in. I was amazed by it, mainly because we did not teach him what to do. He observed us and do likewise.
This really us very conscious of what we do and say. And I regret my action on Saturday. Really, I could not understand myself why I was behaving like a nut, throwing tantrum when Oliver refused his cooked dinner. And in the morning, I was scolding when my internet could not get connected. Why am I acting like that? I wish I can blame it on my hormone surge, but this is certainly not a good excuse. And I certainly hope Oliver doesn't learn this mad habit of mine.
Having said this, I remember an incident just not too long ago, he hit another toddler's head at school when he threw the toy. Until now, I don't know who was this casualty of Oliver's reckless act because the school did not want to disclose who this poor kid was. I was quite taken aback by the refusal to disclose as I could not comprehend the reason for keeping it in the closet.
Recently, he has been also picking up habits of Boon Heng's. Yesterday, he woke up in the morning and picked up a strand of hair from our bed. Before this, Oliver has been picking up hairs from our bed and from the floor. Well, it was probably more like Oliver found the hair sticking to his sweaty palms, and he would pass it to me. Yet, this sunday morning, he had a different idea. He decided to bring the strand of hair, got off the bed, instructed me to get off the bed and open the bedroom door for him. He then walked out of the room and into the kitchen, and in the kitchen where the rubbish bin was, he threw it in. I was amazed by it, mainly because we did not teach him what to do. He observed us and do likewise.
This really us very conscious of what we do and say. And I regret my action on Saturday. Really, I could not understand myself why I was behaving like a nut, throwing tantrum when Oliver refused his cooked dinner. And in the morning, I was scolding when my internet could not get connected. Why am I acting like that? I wish I can blame it on my hormone surge, but this is certainly not a good excuse. And I certainly hope Oliver doesn't learn this mad habit of mine.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Labour Day Outings
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