Saturday, April 16, 2016


We were at the supermarket - Sean pushing the trolley with Andrew in it while I was picking up the vegetables with a basket.

Andrew suddenly asked Sean, "Is that your Lo?"

"My what?" Then he saw what Andrew was referring to and realised what Andrew meant. 

"Yes," replied Sean.

When I caught up with them, Sean told me what had happened. I couldn't help asking Andrew what it was.

"Daddy's," he replied.

"Daddy's what?"




"Is that also your Lo?"

Yes, Milo," placing his little hand on his chest.

Friday, March 25, 2016


"I'm be angry!"

That's what Andrew says a lot these days. The slightest thing sets him off. When he says that, we'd tell him, "Okay!"

"Don't say 'Okay'!"

"All right."

"Don't say 'All right'!"

Nothing satisfies him. Then he catches sight of some passing car and goes "Volkswagen!" or "Ford!" or whatever it may be. That cures him in a jiffy. He's really mad about cars at the moment.

Another time, Rachel was whining in the car because she didn't get the song she wanted on the stereo.

"Seriously, Rachel!"

We all stared! Andrew! That must have been picked up from Sarah.

Or he might go, "I suppose," if you ask him what he thought.

He might also put a knowing finger on his chin and say, "Hmm, let me think."

Tuesday, February 09, 2016

Are you happy or sad?

I asked Andrew, "Are you happy?"

He didn't reply, so I asked instead, "Are you sad?"

"I'm Andrew!"

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Andrew's Sayings

If the kid doesn't get something that he wants very much, he goes, "Silly day!"

So if I tell him that he cannot play with my tablet anymore, he'll frown at me and say, "Tsk! Silly day! Mommy!" in very emphatic tones.


We know that the rubbish truck is at the next block collecting trash when its unmistakable whine comes on. You can see it from the living room windows.

Andrew runs to the windows, calling out, "Ruddish truck! Give me back my pacifier!"

Way to school

Now that Rachel is going to a new kindergarten along Thomson Road, we drive her there every morning. Andrew often comes along and we sometimes take him for prata at the Casuarina prata place on our way home, since we have to pass it by anyway.

Sean being on a work trip, I was doing the sending one morning.  Somehow it got around to Rachel trying to get Andrew to sing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star." She asked him to sing it a few times, but without success. She tried another approach.

Rachel: Andrew, Andrew! Sing "twing"!

Andrew: Kel.

Rachel: Twing.

Andrew: Kel.

Rachel: Li.

Andrew: Tel, star.

Rachel: How.

Andrew: I.

Rachel: Won.

Andrew: Der.

Rachel: What.

Andrew: Joo.

Rachel: Are.

Andrew: Star! Go eat prata!

Monday, October 26, 2015


Sean is away on a work trip and Rachel began talking about him being on holiday. I quickly corrected her, telling her that 'Daddy is not on holiday, he's working, he's gone to Hanoi to teach people, and that's called "training".'

She commented, 'Oh, like training a dog right?'

I didn't think it would be quite correct to reply with a resounding 'Yes!', so I just repeated that he would be training people, and they would be using computers.

She said, 'Yes I know, training, like when you're training dogs and cats.'

Cats! I gave up.

Sunday, October 25, 2015


Andrew clambered onto Rachel who was sitting on a floor cushion.

Sophie said to him, 'Say sorry to Rachel!'

Andrew retorted adamantly, 'No sorry Rachel!'

Then he turned to Rachel and said, 'Sorry Rachel.'

Friday, September 25, 2015

My Son Of Singapore

One of Andrew's favourite phrases these days:

"Stop it.... LAH!!"

And he'll say it over and over again when he's particularly displeased, to the verge of tears if it happens to be a case of him not getting what he wants.

The songs he asks for at bedtime now are:

1. Bicycle Som (songngngng!) a.k.a." Bicycle Race" by Queen
2. Dye-soar Som a.k.a. "Walking In Your Footsteps" by The Police
3. Gott Low a.k.a. "I Want To Break Free" by Queen

I love my samsengkiah!

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Put To Bed

Halfway putting Andrew to bed after his shower, Sean and I had to leave to pick Rachel up from her Chinese enrichment class at Beijing Language Centre at Punggol Plaza, as we were running late.

I had already put his diaper on him but he was still not dressed, and still drinking milk from his bottle. The three older ones were with him and we left them to say prayers together, dress him, get his bottle and towel out of the room after he's done, hang up his waterproof rubber mat, lay him down, switch off the light, slide the door shut and hook on the latch.

When we got back I asked Sarah how it went and she said he was pretty good. She said he said something about 'chicken.' After laying him down, he tried to get out of the room, but she put him back and quickly turned off the light, and he settled down. As she left the room she heard him say, "Thank youm, Jiejie.'


Monday, September 14, 2015

Post Paci

We're trying to get Andrew off the pacifier now that he's nearly two and a half.

First try, I said to him, 'Does Daddy suck pacifier? No! Does Korkor suck pacifier? No! Does Jiejie suck pacifier? No! So, Andrew doesn't need pacifier, ok? You're a big boy now!' And I took the pacifier away and left the room. He didn't protest while I was still there, but in a little while I could hear him weeping in the room! Gosh. I went in and found him lying on his back in bed, tears streaming down his face to his ears. Couldn't bear it so I gave him his pacifier back and he promptly went to sleep.

Next try, it was a Saturday afternoon and Sean convinced Andrew to throw his pacifier away after his afternoon nap. That night, no tears, but there was an hour of singing and talking to himself that we could hear through his door! When he woke up the next morning, he rushed out of his room to look in the wastepaper basket where he had thrown the pacifier. Haha. We had kept it aside of course. Just in case.

Following night, singing again, but not as long. So, looks like he's done!