Teamwork

Matthew went for a project meeting at a friends' place yesterday. They had planned it for 9am-6pm and he duly reached home at 7pm. I asked him what the project was, and he told me they baked butter cookies as practice for a Food & Nutrition (i.e. home econs) test, and also composed a song for Music class (or was it Lit, whatever). I thought it was pretty cool. Then it struck me - 9 hrs to do that? I'm no baker but I'm pretty sure it doesn't take more than an hour to make a batch of biscuits. Turns out he didn't previously mention that they had also scheduled in LOTS of time to play halo, minecraft, skylanders!

"In My Heart"

Rachel developed Kawasaki Disease a few months back, and that means having to have heart scans to make sure that there's no aneurysm of the coronary blood vessels. Apparently that happens, but luckily hers have been just within the acceptable range so far.

At her last scan, the screen was visible to her and she was looking intently at the black and white fuzzy images while the technician was moving the handpiece over her chest.

We were all watching when she suddenly asked, "Where's Jesus?"

Nobody knew what she was talking about.

Slowly, it dawned on me that she was looking for Jesus because we have always been telling her that Jesus is in her heart, and prior to the scan, I had explained to her that the ultrasound is to see inside her heart and check that everything is alright!

Bless the little one.

We did see a pulsating image that looked like a figure jumping up and down, so I told her that was him and she was very tickled. I'm convinced it was, too.

Frozen Demand

Now that it's all the rage, Disney's Frozen merchandising has hit a huge supply shortfall and demand has consequently shot through the roof. A check on Amazon shows little girl Elsa costume dresses selling for a thousand US dollars apiece.

I remark to Sophie, "If it's going to cost so much, you might as well take the little girl to a tailor and have a dress custom made for her and it will fit perfectly and be of vastly superior quality. And it won't even cost a thousand dollars."

Sophie replies, "I know, right? Only problem is, I don't know any tailors."

Not F-A-N?

Our nearly 5-year-old Rachel is now learning to put letters together to form words in school, and is coming along quite nicely. S asked her casually, "So how do you spell 'fan'?"

Rachel goes, "Don't ask me! You must think for yourself!"

Andrew!

Poor boy. He is nearly a year old already and I have not yet written about his birth! Suffice to say, epidural rocks! Oh, and he was born on Wednesday 22 May 2013 at about 4 something am. (IIRC)

The day before that, I had taken leave for Rachel's dressing change under general anaesthesia, which was happening about once a week as this was shortly after her major operation to remove the bulk of her plexiform tumour. More about that another time. Well, I had been feeling mild contractions since that morning, that were slowly getting more regular as the day progressed, while I was at KKH with Rachel.

We finally went to the birthing hospital (Thomson Medical Centre) that night at about 11pm. After around an hour or so, I decided to take the plunge to give epidural a try. I asked for Dr Yvonne Lim, who was in NCC with me back in secondary school. She came quite promptly, and very quickly set up the epidural what-not and I was soon lying back in extreme comfort compared to the labours of the previous four kids.

A Dr Benjamin Tham delivered Andrew naturally when the time came, since my doctor Paul Tseng was away. After Andrew's head popped out, I had to push again to get his shoulders through. He weighed 3.46kg, about 300g heavier than expected. For some reason they all turn out larger then estimated. Dr Tham was going to discharge me that same day since I was all fine, no stitches needed, but I stayed two nights anyway, to just chill and get in as much pampering and sleep as I could before we got home and the fun began. And that was that!

di-di

Trying to encourage Rachel in Mandarin, I said to her, "Matthew is your ge-ge, Sarah and Sophie are your jie-jie, and Andrew is your di-di."

Sophie immediately corrected me, saying, "Andrew is not a di-di, he is a bao-bao!"

I Don't Want To Go To School!

Some of Rachel's reasons being:

"I don't like Sonika!" Erm...Sonika has left for Spain two weeks ago.

"I might be tired doing my work."

Rachel's "Beat It"

She sang, "Feed it... feed it..." after hearing it played on the car stereo!

Hong Kong 2012 Dec 10-15

Monday
0445 wake up
0530 leave the house
0600 reach airport
0730 take off
1130 land
1330 reach Holiday Inn Express at Causeway Bay in one taxi, lunch at Ho Hung Kee comprising wanton mee, lean pork congee, fried beef dry horfun
1440 get room, crash
1650 walk to St Margaret's Church, sound test, music practice
1800 walk back to hotel
1900 meet Ho Mei at Times Square, walk to Hysan Place for Japanese dinner
2200 return to hotel, crash

Tuesday
0900 wake up, breakfast at hotel cafe
1000 taxi to Ocean Park
1945 taxi to hotel
2030 dinner at Ho Hung Kee
2200 crash

Wednesday
0930 wake up, brunch at Chung's Cuisine at Times Square
1230 walk to St Margaret's Church, wedding
1600 walk back to hotel, crash
1745 taxi to Watermark Restaurant at Pier 7, wedding dinner
2300 taxi to hotel, crash

Thursday
0830 wake up, breakfast at hotel cafe
0945 MTR to Disneyland
1100 met park ambassadors Fion and Arthur, private audience with Mickey and Minnie
1800 MTR back to hotel, tapau Macs dinner at hotel
2100 crash

Friday
0300 wake up, breakfast at hotel cafe
0930 MTR to Disneyland
1630 MTR back to hotel, Rachel naps with Matt in charge, the rest go shopping at Times Square, Sean gets new boots
1900 walk to St Margaret's Church, TF picks us up to his place for dinner with SM, N&A and G
2330 TF sends us back to hotel

Saturday
0900 wake up, brunch at Super Star Seafood Restaurant at Times Square, browsing Page One
1330 back to hotel pack up, check out
1415 walk about Causeway Bay, supermarket shopping
1615 taxi to airport
1800 dinner at airport
2000 take off
2345 arrive
0015 reach home in one taxi, crash

Another Servicing Due

So I told Rachel, now three, that I might not see her tomorrow morning as I'd be taking the car 'to be fixed' after dropping Sarah off at school, and then going on to work from there.

She could ask me, 'Daddy's car spoil?'

This little girl appears to be practising deductive reasoning!

1. The car will be taken to be fixed
2. Things that need to be fixed are broken.
3. Therefore, the car must be 'spoilt.'

So proud of her.

Finally

We officially have the "new" place!

Let the reno begin.

17 May ...

... will always be a significant date for me.

This year, it means getting entered on the Register of Patent Attorneys (UK). After 4 years of rather horrid exams, am I glad!

Twenty years earlier, it was the the day St. Josemaría Escrivá was beatified. I was there in Rome to witness it and I hope I don't have to wait a further twenty years to visit Rome again!

Can't help looking back over all the things (and people) that have happened in between ...

Nighty Night!

Last weekend we started letting Rachel sleep out of her cot at night, on the mattress on the floor beside the bunk bed with the older girls. She's doing good! No getting up and walking around in the dark. And so far all fine healthwise, talking a lot and very demanding, telling me things like "Don't eat your dinner!" while trying to drag me away from the dining table because she wants me to play with her.

 S's off to Bangkok this week for a few days. And again next week. The hardest part I find is having the two older girls taking turns to sleep with me at night when he's away. It's all that getting kicked and smacked by flailing limbs in the middle of the night. Sarah is especially bad! I don't know how co-sleeping parents do it. I get very bleary eyed and grouchy after a few days of it.

Matt's back to having the middle room to himself at nights, where the cot remains for Rachel's daytime naps. We'll keep his arrangement in the new place, assigning Matt the smallest room so that when Rachel is napping in there in the afternoons, she blocks out minimal precious real estate.

We get the keys 3 July! Can't wait! And presently agonizing over window treatments... argh... can't decide!!

Like Fish?

There's a beautiful pond at our church. Someone recently donated about a hundred young koi and they're lovely, swimming languidly around. Last Sunday we stood there, enjoying the view.

"Look Rachel, do you like the fish?" Sean asked.

Rachel watched them for a while. "Ya," she said. "I like eat fish."

Chock-A-Block

11am we all go to church for Sunday Mass.
12pm we go home and Sean goes to fetch his mom home from hospital.
1pm Father Mario comes to our place for lunch.
2pm Sean returns.
3pm Contractor Jeffrey comes to our place for a preliminary consultation; he and Fr Mario leave before
4pm when estate agent Serene arrives and we exercise our option to buy the flat we've been eyeing.
5pm Serene leaves and we start tidying and staging our place for yet another viewing at
6pm when our agent Elaine brings potential buyers round.
6:30 they're gone and we all go to my parents' place for dinner.
8:15 Elaine calls to say one of the earlier viewers wants to see our place again that very night so
8:30 we say bye bye and thank you for a lovely dinner to por por and ah kong, and get home at
9pm to receive Elaine and the buyer with their agent.
11pm they all leave, and our flat is (almost) sold.

A Moment In Time

9 October 2011, Changi Sailing Club.

Usage

We were all driving to Sarah's eye appointment and I pointed out a large, furry, rolly-polly dog being walked down the street.

Sarah said, "Is that a golden retriever? They are very well behaved right?"

I replied, "Only if they are well-trained. If they are not trained they can be very dangerous. All dogs can be trained."

Matthew asked, "How do you train a dog?"

I didn't want to go into the whole thing so I just said, "From young!"

He observed, "Ya, you can't teach an old dog new tricks."

Mmmm...

There's something incredibly sensual about Italian food. Unlike Asian fare, which doesn't do much beyond satisfying the taste buds (albeit in a most satisfying way!), Italian cuisine seems to evoke something more - memories, feelings, desires. And so it was, at Al Forno last night, where crab meat farfalle (with chilli padi) was combined with fresh-from-the-wood-oven bacon and egg pizza, topped off with tiramisu and cappuccino - and this, from a non-coffee drinker. Heavenly!

More calcium, anyone?

This morning, I thought I would share some good news with Sophie.

"Sophie, mummy did well at work this year, so my boss gave me a bonus."

"Oh, you did well at work so your boss gave you a bonus? Is that a bone?"

"No, it's not a bone!"

"What is a bonus?"

"It's extra salary."

"Oh, it's a money?"

"Yes."

"Oh ok. That's good."

And that was all.

I'm glad I didn't get a bone!

Look Ma No Hands!

Rachel is finally walking independently, really and truly! Yay!

I'm so glad. I was starting to think she would never be able to go to kindergarten because she wouldn't walk by herself.

She's a little parrot these days, quite accurately repeating new words and other random exclamations anyone makes, especially the loud ones. Curiously, some words that she learned long ago, she's stuck in baby babble phase. "Barney" is still "Ah-Ee." All attempts at correction have so far been futile. But she has no problem saying "iPad." She refers to it as the "Ah-ha-ha" though, because we caught a short clip of her laughing like that using the video function and it just cracks everyone up when it is played over and over again quickly in a very silly way.

Rachel also loves to dance, or rather, be danced. When she hears or sees something that reminds her of music and dancing, she will call out, "Mummy, dah!" and won't be satisfied until I pick her up and dance her around the room. And she must hold on to my thumb, not any other way of holding hands. This one has quite a mind of her own.

On another note, her doctor told us that there is another child having a similar condition, and we are going to meet the other family this weekend to share how Rachel has been doing on the weekly Peg Intron.