Collin's Kennel

"I AM MOVING..."

2009-12-31T10:00:00.004+08:00

Effective tomorrow, Caitlynn and I welcomes you to come over to our new blog where together, we shall be known as the Playful Pups! Click on the link below to zoom straight there - bookmark it and visit us often for updates! Happy New Year!!

PLAYFUL PUPS
(http://playfulpups.ourdogkennel.com) -

Collin & Caitlynn's amazing journey on God's wonderful adventure called life...

Battering Ram

2009-12-30T10:03:00.001+08:00

I admit…it may be painful, or irritating, or even downright silly…but it is still my strange way of showing my affections! Yup, my tried and tested battering ram aka head butt is here to stay!

So, please do remember to love me back when I head butt you next, ok? Hee!

Wave Your Flag!

2009-12-29T10:17:00.000+08:00

Don’t we all just love our Malaysian flag? I for one, simply cannot stop waving and flapping the flag at every opportunity…even months after our National day! I have even perfected calling out “Merdeka! Merdeka!”

In reality, the flag sure helps to keep all those mozzies away! Besides, it makes for a good drumstick too when I misplaced the real ones! Hee!

Band Dreams

2009-12-28T10:09:00.004+08:00

I have not figured out what it is yet, but there is just something about the Boys Brigade band that makes me stand in awe and admiration.

Is it those cool band uniforms?

Or the fact that the are playing under the hot sun and courageously not showing it?

Or is it the way all instruments combine so well with one another?

Or that they don’t need any speaker enhancements?

Whatever it is, I certainly enjoy these moments when they play and dream about when I will be in such a band…hee!

Ski Flyer

2009-12-26T10:02:00.000+08:00

I noticed there are a lot of rolls of wrapping paper in the house. I guess Papa and Mama must really like to wrap presents! Hmmm…that’s an exciting thought.

Anyway, I find myself seriously addicted to taking at least two of these rolls and walk around with them. Sure gives me that skiing in snow feeling.

Hope Papa and Mama are good at catching hints…

Christmas Wishes!

2009-12-25T10:00:00.003+08:00

"Merry Christmas 2009 everyone!"

(on behalf of Papa, Mama and Caitlynn)

Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift! (2 Cor 9:15)

Mystery of Moving Items

2009-12-24T10:07:00.000+08:00

Strange things have been happening around the house of late. I have heard Papa and Mama mentioning some items seem to have disappeared from where they were supposed to be…only to see them reappear elsewhere, where they should never be. Erm, geddit?

Like the TV remote found in the food cabinet.

Like books found in the laundry basket.

Like pens and clothes hangers found on beds.

Like clean diapers found in the wastepaper basket.

Hmmm. I wish I could help look for the missing items but I’m just a little toddler. How could I help. Besides, I’m always too busy moving things around the house too…

Throwing Tantrums…and so much more..

2009-12-23T10:07:00.003+08:00

Is it an in-built character? Or did I learn it from somewhere? Even I cannot explain how I have developed this not very good habit of throwing ‘silent’ tantrums by showing my long sulking, expressionless face…and then proceeding to pick up nearby objects and throwing them everywhere…

Worse part of it is that after being sounded by Papa or Mama, I would then have to travel all over to pick up those objects thrown…sigh.

Is there a better way to throw tantrums?

Feeding the Cow

2009-12-22T10:16:00.002+08:00

I have been taught to save money from young. See, Ah Ma gave me this cute little cow coin-box for me to insert coins (what else?!) into it. The coin jingling sound and the challenge of squeezing in the small little miserable coin into the equally small coin slit makes this activity quite interesting!

It also makes me wonder why they don’t just give me a bucket to throw those coins it. Wouldn’t you think that would save a lot of time? Strange adult toys…

Hygiene Freak

2009-12-21T10:08:00.000+08:00

Recently I have realized that I am beginning to turn out to be quite a hygiene freak! As I reflect, I have listed down the following tell-tale signs…

1. Runs gleefully to the bath room to wash my feet and hands when asked to do so

2. Finds the broom and dustpan very fun to use

3. Fascinated by how the vacuum cleaner works

4. Exclaims “Aiyeeeee!!” when I see insects or rubbish on the floor

5. Uses whatever that is in my hands to hit ants or insects on the floor

6. Fascinated when the windows or sliding doors are being washed

7. Delighted to use those hand sanitizers

8. Can be quite good in keeping stuff in order, like books or toys

Gasp…

Collin's Dictionary: Phototherapy

2009-12-20T10:13:00.041+08:00

“Phototherapy” – A unique form of medical treatment where the infected adult is prescribed prolonged permission and access to snap excessive photos of babies. Higher intensity is usually required whenever a newborn baby arrives.

Papa’s phototherapy treatment had already begun when I first opened my eyes into the world about 22 moons ago. I still remember him snapping and flashing away at my every pose, yawn, smile, breath… yup, it’s almost like having a blinking flashlight permanently docked on your eyes!

And with the recent birth of my baby sister Caitlynn, I noticed Papa’s camera required re-charging on a more frequent basis. Definitely an increase in his phototherapy treatment levels!

Anyway, Papa tells me he likes to keep the camera handy and ready to use at anytime because we never know when the next outrageous pose of cuteness will appear. He also shared with me how he wishes the next technology breakthrough would be “camera eyes” that would allow photos to be taken as and when our eyes see them!

Ahhh…perhaps that’s why natural photos always look much better compared to conventional studio shots. I’d cringe everytime I see Animal Planet-obsessed parents forcing animal costumes into their babies for such shots. And the amount of artificial spotlight lighting flooded on the poor child…*shakes head* Don’t we get enough free radioactive exposure from TV at home already?! Sigh.

So I was quite excited when I came across this interesting website with a cute name, TwoPixels Photography, who specializes in professional phototherapy in taking portraitures of newborns, pregnant mothers, children and family. Portraiture sure is a funny word. Perhaps it is derived from the words portrait and literature, which would mean ‘images that reads itself like a story?’ Hmmm….

Anyway, after browsing through some of their work, I must say I was really impressed with their fresh ideas of capturing life in motion and imaginative baby postures. Personally, I liked their contemporary use of furniture, books, trees, people and other nearby objects to complement the baby. The end result are beautiful and simple yet amazing photos that are easy on the eyes and tugs at our heartstrings – each with a delightful story to tell! Ahhh...I guess that's where the word portraiture comes in...hee!

However, the best part of it all is their ridiculously affordable prices! Basically, the price for each photo session starts from RM 400, where you will receive 15 – 20 images that will be shown in your personal gallery, and also the complete gallery of about 100 shots on CD. My math may not be that good yet but I think it roughly works out to only about RM 4 per shot! The complete price list of their photo session packages can be viewed HERE.

Congrats to TwoPixels Photography who recently celebrated their 1^st year anniversary on 27 Nov 2009. I was really excited that they are celebrating it by offering giveaway photo sessions to at least three bloggers to review and write about them. Coincidentally, Caitlynn was born just a day before their anniversary date so that gives me more reason to hope we can get a free phototherapy session with TwoPixels Photography through this blog review of their site! Hee!

Meanwhile, I guess we shall have to be contented and patient with Papa’s regular phototherapy treatment…Sigh.

Funny Face Friday!

2009-12-18T10:13:00.003+08:00

Nostalgic Seat

2009-12-17T10:13:00.003+08:00

Ah….I sure remember this car seat! Used to be so big but looks like I’ve really grown up since. Whew. Took this pic when Mama took it out to wash before Caitlynn came out. Enjoyed climbing in and out of it again now that I’m sort of bigger than it. Hee!

Yup, still strong and sturdy enough to carry out its duties to support my lil sister. :-D

“Open Please?...”

2009-12-16T10:07:00.001+08:00

Of the numerous words I have been learning and picking up, among my favourites are these two words – “Open, please?”

When used together, it enables whatever nearby object I’m holding to be opened for me. Like my drum set…or plastic containers…or spectacle cases…or food jars…etc.

Still cannot figure out why adults would sometimes say somethings cannot be opened. Still think they are still hiding come things from me. Hmmmmmph!

Things I learnt from kite-flying…

2009-12-15T10:05:00.005+08:00

From where I live, I can sometimes experience the strong winds blowing into the house, especially if I’m outside or when the sliding doors are open. Times like these tend to bring back memories of my first kite-flying experience with Papa when we were back in Sitiawan.

These were some of the things I learnt from that adventure:

1. Wind plays an important role in this activity. It is very much needed to bring up the kite to fly higher and higher…and Papa also needs to run like the wind to increase the chances of it getting up in the air.

2. Grass that are short with sharp thorny stuff does not go well with my skin…

3. If the kite is up there, you’d better keep it up there as long as possible! The string rewinding session is a real pain…

4. If one flys the kite like Papa did, one is sure to burn calories…

5. If you plan to run to fly kites, make sure you run in a direction so that you eventually reach your starting point. If not, it will be a long way to walk back….

Brushed & Cleaned

2009-12-14T10:15:00.001+08:00

One of the main highlights of taking baths these days would be right at the end where I would be given this little sick with delicate, soft brushes at the end of it. Adults call this a toothbrush and I still cannot understand why it can be called a ‘tooth’brush when it is obviously used to brush ALL my ‘teeth’? English sure is a strange language…

Anyway, I would enjoy the sensation of poking this toothbrush around the insides of my mouth and teeth. Together with Papa or Mama, who would usually be armed with another toothbrush, we would brush all of my teeth. After that, I would be asked to spit.

Now, could you understand why I’m so excited about brushing my teeth? I mean, when else would I get the chance to be asked to ‘spit?!!’ Hee!

Racket Raiser

2009-12-12T10:12:00.000+08:00

With drumsticks or similar objects in hand, I am highly capable of raising noisy rackets just about anywhere! So, it was rather strange when I was given a racket to hold in my hand…

Not sure what to do with it. Something tells me it is wrong to hit people with it… coz maybe I have seen on TV how people hitting a ball of feathers over a fishing net with it. Don’t look fun at all to me but lots of people seem to enjoy watching it.

Ah well…till I understand the game, hitting the walls, chairs and people shall have to do…hee!

Smile of the Day!

2009-12-11T10:11:00.002+08:00

Cone of Silence

2009-12-10T10:07:00.004+08:00

This is so cool.

Whenever I have a secret to share…

Or when I need to talk or share my feelings in private…

Or when certain conversations are deemed private and confidential…

Or when top secret stuff needs to be mentioned…

We have our very own ‘Cone of Silence’ right here in our house. Trust me. It’s loads of fun and laughter too. Hee!

Run-leashed!

2009-12-09T10:05:00.008+08:00

Further proof that Papa and Mama misses walking the dog, especially in shopping malls… They bought me this cute little cow-motif backpack that comes complete with a harness and a cloth cord tied to it like a dog-leash that ends in a handle in Papa and Mama’s hands.

Though I must admit it kinda looks cute on me, my movements has been greatly limited everytime I put it on. Yup, my running has been effectively leashed. Heck, I can’t even play hide and seek now! Wonder if I’m required to do any rollovers or barks too? Hmmmm.

Thoughtful Caitlynn

2009-12-08T10:14:00.015+08:00

I had a surprise when Caitlynn was brought home from hospital. Was kinda excited to see her again and also how she will change our home. So, when she came in the house, Papa brought a present and gave it to me, saying it was a "hello, big brother" present, from Caitlynn. Wow.

Not thinking any further, I tore the present apart and found the cool form of Optimash Prime! It's a potato head with lots of funny accessories that looks like it came from the Transformers cartoon. Somehow, I have the feeling Papa had a BIG hand in choosing the pressie.

Anyway, I had loads fun with it! Thanks Caitlynn....really thoughtful of you! and, er, yeah...welcome home!! :-)

Of Guitar Mouths & Saliva Trumpets

2009-12-07T10:07:00.000+08:00

One fine day I realized that I don’t really need those items called musical instruments like drums and guitars and pianos to make music! I have my very own hand-made instruments (literally) with me all the time!

Say hello to my Guitar Mouth and Saliva Trumpet!

Yeah, when I make a fist with my hands and move it up and down my gaping mouth, I produce some form of vibrating music-sound thingy. Or when I purse my lips together tightly and blow in and out repeatedly, it makes a similar sound to that of a trumpet – only with less bass and more erm. saliva…

Ok ok, maybe not so much on the music part yet, but trust me, a few more weeks of practice and I should be even able to write some songs with these instruments! :-p

Pose of the Day!

2009-12-04T10:08:00.003+08:00

I don’t quite understand…

2009-12-03T10:07:00.000+08:00

…why so many people are wearing face masks?

…why everything seems so slow during fasting month?

…why everyone seems to be washing their hands more often?

…why I need to be buckled up inside the car?

…why Papa is so fanatical over football?

…why my clothes need to be washed separately from me. Can’t they be washed together with me as I take my bath?

…why some hymns are sung standing and some seated in church?

…why Malaysian politics is not categorized under Cartoon Network?

Perhaps I will understand more when I grow up and my mind expands a little bit more. But, all I need to know today is that God cares for me and He’s in complete control over all those things that I totally do not understand.

Crouching Tiger Pouncing Dragon

2009-12-02T10:13:00.000+08:00

My new action sequence revealed to all!

Bend down on your knees with arms on your side in a crouching position. Take in a deep breath and assume this position so as not to arouse suspicion. This is the standby position. Whenever you are ready, use the springs from your knees or legs (hey, I’m a baby, not a physicist!) to push the entire body to a standing position. At the same time, extend your arms away from your sides like wings. Remember to flash a cheeky smile as you land on your feet from the springy jettison action.

Fun with Ethan!

2009-12-01T10:04:00.002+08:00

One of the best things about having a new baby sister is that friends and relatives would surely make time to come and visit. So I had loads of fun over last weekend when Ethan Koko and family came down to KL to see baby Caitlynn.

It has been some time since we last met but I think with age comes closer bonding of brotherhood. Hee! We are now able to play and mix better. And baby Hannah seems pretty amused (or was it bemused) by the two of us.

Here are some of our fun moments captured together...

Boy band in the making...jamming with noisy musical instruments...

Hand in hand we stand...

Decorating Mama's hospital room with noodle like paper...hee!

Looks like we're fighting but we were really hugging each other goodbyes! Honest!

Close Eyes Detected

2009-11-30T10:12:00.001+08:00

Hey, I can’t help it if my cuteness comes packaged with my closed slit eyes whenever I smile broadly, OK?

Silly new technology in those digital cameras can seemingly detect my closed eyes sometimes during my smiley photo shoots.

Sorry, don’t think I can change the way I smile. Would you prefer an open eyes and closed mouth pose? Don’t think so… :-p

Pose of the Day!

2009-11-28T10:18:00.000+08:00

Malaysia Boleh!!

And Baby Makes Four...in Thanksgiving!

2009-11-27T00:04:00.000+08:00

I read that in USA, they celebrate Thanksgiving on every fourth Thursday of November, which this year falls on 26 Nov 2009. Coincidentally, that date this year also marks a very special occasion in our family and I am honored with the task of blogging about it on behalf of my family! Hee!

On 26 Nov 2009, our family has indeed a long list of items to be thankful for! We're ever thankful to God...

...for the fast and safe delivery of my baby sister
...for keeping Mama safe throughout the entire labor process
...for having Papa to provide support throughout the labor
...for choosing a great timing of delivery where I could be taken care by Mrs D
...and with the next day being a public holiday gives us all more rest!
...for smooth traffic when Papa took Mama to the hospital
...for the friendly and efficient doctor and nurses
...for wonderful friends and relatives who prayed for us (especially Mama)
...for beautiful wishes from everyone after the delivery

and last but not least...for Caitlynn Cheah Ying Shan, my new baby sister, who opened up her eyes to this world at 3.48pm, 26 Nov 2009, staring into the joyful teary eyes of Papa and Mama. She weighed in at 2.76kg but stretched herself at 52 cm in length! That's even longer than when I first came out! Destined for supermodelling, perhaps? :-p Her head measured at 32.5cm, slightly smaller then mine.

Now, that alone is surely something priceless to be thankful for during this thanksgiving!

Looking ahead, I am very excited to be elevated to big brother status. Sure hope I can be a good role model for Caitlynn to follow. Hee! Hmmm, it would be intersting to see how we would eventually be sharing blogging space too once she can start to blog like me! I'm sure she can relate and share more about the adventures that took place in the delivery room.

In the meantime, I'd just have to make do with some photos Papa took yesterday during Caitlynn's birth. Enjoy the photos and Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!

Happy Mama before the delivery process...

Caitlynn is born...isn't she a beauty?

"Here's looking at you kid! *wink!*"

Vital stats at birth!

Mama poses with little Caitlynn

Papa having his moment with Caitlynn

Ah Ma also came to see baby Caitlynn in person!

Our first family photo together! Hee!

The Many Hats I Wear...

2009-11-26T10:18:00.000+08:00

"Oh no! Not another hat?!!"

"methinks hat is too big for me..."

"Mama...there's a bear on my head!!"

Big Shoes to Fill

2009-11-25T10:17:00.001+08:00

Looking up to Papa, I know I sure have big shoes to fill if I want to be like him when I grow up. Let me see some habits that we already share:

1. We like to sleep face down

2. We are extremely hard to wake up in the morning

3. We are stubborn to go to sleep even when we’re really tired

4. We love noodles

5. We don’t drink a lot of water

Getting there…getting there…

Bend it like Backwards

2009-11-24T10:13:00.001+08:00

This particular stunt is just driving Papa and Mama nuts! By bending over backwards whenever possible sure is one cool stunt!

The world sure looks funny upside down too. Wait a minute. The world is already funny right side up too. Hehe!

Feared Fears

2009-11-23T10:09:00.000+08:00

Even at my tender age, I have begun to develop certain fears. Fears that will cause me to tremble in my spot, unable to move, except for my tears…

Though the list may change or increase as I grow older, my challenge is to stay clear of these top three fears to date:

1. Automatic car washes – I am always traumatized whenever Papa drives the car through those automatic car washes where tonnes and tonnes of water and soap is splashed all over the car.

A bigger version of the above comes when this thing called rain starts to pour. Heavy rain feels like a giant car wash with water coming down from the sky. Sure is scary when accompanied with thunder and lightning.

2. Sniffing doggie noses – Doggies are cute only when they are not charging straight at you and smelling all over you. Scary experience!

3. Grass – Although I can step on it, my confidence is quickly shaken on this surface as I will be extra-careful…especially when they sometimes have those short thorny stuff that pricks the legs. Painful indeed!

Smile of the Day!

2009-11-20T10:12:00.000+08:00

The Smell of Success...

2009-11-19T10:07:00.009+08:00

(warning: 18-PL photo contained within blog...)

It's working! My potty training is on track! Every morning I would be rushed to sit on my hurry potty whilst Papa gets ready to go to work.

The result? My lump of morning poop safely delivered in the potty. Yes!! Another diaper saved...

Victory! Ahhh...the smell of success...

Measuring Madness!

2009-11-18T10:09:00.002+08:00

Yay! I finally have a ruler pasted on my house wall! Now, I can stand next to it and and measure how tall I have grown. I wonder why Papa didn’t simply lay this sheet of ruler on my bed so my height can be measured the same time as I’m sleeping? Hee!

Notice my obsession with measuring stuff as I fiddle around with the measuring tape in my hand...hehe...

Satay Satisfaction

2009-11-17T10:15:00.008+08:00

I have come to a conclusion that good stuff always comes at the end of a stick. Let's see, there was..

... the cool lantern that I enjoyed playing with that came at the end of a stick

... my ever favourite drumstick that produces noises at the end of drums

... the strings that came with the stick that was joint to the kite!

... the stick in Papa's car that helps take us go places!

... the broom, with brushes at the end of the stick that makes sweeping fun!

... the net at the end of the badminton stick sure makes beating really fun too!

...and of course last weekend, when Ah Kong and Ah Ma came down to visit last weekend, it was somehow decided that we were going for Satay Kajang - so I was introduced to this local dish, which had a whole chunk of meat at the end of the stick! Cool! Only disappointment was that I was still deemed to young (probably it's the teeth) to eat it, so I could only watch the adults enjoy themselves...sigh.

Looking forward to the next time when I would hopefully have strong enough teeth to sink into some Satay!

Mr. Bus Driver!

2009-11-16T10:07:00.002+08:00

My obsession with buses took another turn for the extreme when Papa found me this stationery bus machine in a shopping mall that would shake and move when some coins were inserted into a slot next to it.

Imagine my delight when I got to experience first hand handling the bus, complete with steering wheel and all! Wee! Too bad I couldn’t move it anywhere though. Sigh. :-p

Funny Face Friday!

2009-11-13T10:15:00.000+08:00

Hurry Potty

2009-11-12T10:13:00.001+08:00

About more than a month back, I was introduced to this strange small plastic bucket where I would be placed to sit on whenever I needed to poop. I would call this my ‘hurry potty’ because everytime I give the signal that it is time to poop, Papa and Mama would rush me very quickly to sit on the ‘hurry potty’.

Too bad, most of the time, the entire sequence of hurrying me to this potty would be so funny, I would lose my urge to poop properly already. Need more practice before I fully master the art of pooping in a dignified manner. Hee!

Rocking the Horse

2009-11-11T11:11:00.001+08:00

After months of rodeo riding on Papa, Mama, and other things all over the house, I had a glimpse or teaser of how riding a horse would be like when I was in the children’s section of Ikea. They had this toy rocking horse on display and I just couldn’t resist riding it. Wee!

Sure feels good riding it! Wonder why Papa and mama didn’t buy it for me? Perhaps they are afraid their riding duties may be replaced at home. Hehe…:-p

O Medicine!

2009-11-10T10:09:00.000+08:00

O Medicine!

Where have you gone?

Your sweetness. Your flavor.

Your scarily accurate measure.

O Medicine!

Why do I have to wait…

To taste you again?

Do I need to be sick before you re-appear?

Or are you just playing hard to get?

O Medicine!

Can I fake a cough, or blow my nose?

Or does it have to be real?

The waiting game is unreasonable

It’s making things tough.

It’s making me unwell.

The pain. The suffering. The anxiousness.

O Medicine!

Why are you doing this to me?

Or could it be?

When I truly fall sick, you will appear once more?

To quench my desire. My thirst. My needs?

Could it be? Could it be? Could it be?

O Medicine!

Come back to me!

Stationery Crying

2009-11-09T10:13:00.002+08:00

I have discovered that crying for something in a stationery position can be more effective. Especially more so when the wailing is done continually and complete with weepy expressions set.

Sad to say, this technique does not seem to work any more since my first few attempts. These days, Papa and Mama seem to enjoy watching me do it, sometimes laughing or video recording me too. Sigh.

Smile of the Day!

2009-11-06T10:13:00.001+08:00

Happy Birthday Mama!!

2009-11-05T10:00:00.003+08:00

Happy Birthday to the BEST Mama in the world!

I promise to be a super duper extra good boy today!! :-D

Mirror Me!

2009-11-04T10:05:00.000+08:00

Do I know what I look like? You betcha!

Whenever I see myself in the mirror, I will always grin happily and point my finger at the mirror, seemingly saying “Look, that’s me!! Wee!”

Nursing Pillow

2009-11-03T10:10:00.006+08:00

I discovered any of Mama’s many talents when she sewed this beautiful nursing pillow, which would be used when my baby sister comes along. Won’t really fit me now, but I think it still makes a really good feeding pillow or sleeping erm, pillow! Hehe!

Just take it as me quality-testing it for baby. :-p

A Helping Hand

2009-11-02T10:06:00.004+08:00

I’m not sure why more people see me as a little cute rascal or mischievous bully. I do have a kind, merciful heart, you know. Like in recent weeks before my baby sister comes out, Mama would often have difficulty getting up from any seated position.

When I noticed she needs to get up, I would immediately rush over to her and offer both my hands to help pull her up. Papa would usually pull her other hand as we help Mama to stand up.

Now, wouldn’t that make me a good boy? :-D

Pose of the Day!

2009-10-30T10:14:00.000+08:00

"Amen..."

Riddle of the Day

2009-10-29T10:05:00.006+08:00

Why do doctors wear surgical masks?

Answer: So that we would not know their true identities when they give us those painful jabs!

Ouch! Got another jab last weekend for that newma-whatever. Hope that’s the end of it. Really hate those needles.

Anyway, also managed to get a quick update on my growth progress, as of 28 Oct 09:

Height: 86 cm, Weight: 12.5kg,

Teeth: 16 ( I think…not really good with numbers yet..)

Little Bully

2009-10-28T10:04:00.000+08:00

This is just a little black mark in this stellar phase of my life. Mrs D has caught me a few times bullying Angie, who is about 2 years older than me. Some of my bullying tactics include taking away her pillow when she is asleep; or pulling away her milk bottle when she is feeding…

In addition, I’ve also been caught in the act of beating other people (affectionately I may add..) or even spitting when things don’t go my way.

Hmmmph. Need to find more discreet ways to bully and not be found out. Hehe. Shhhhhhh.

Caught with hand in bag…or is it bag in hand?

2009-10-27T10:18:00.001+08:00

Yet another photo taken by parents that would be used as laughing material or to blackmail me in the future. Sigh.

Hey, I can’t help it if I can carry a ladies handbag so well!

Phone Fun

2009-10-26T10:18:00.001+08:00

One of my favourite play toys is this item called the phone. This small little gadget must be pretty important to adults as I have seen almost every adult holding and talking into one. It looks pretty simple to operate too. By pressing some of those numbered buttons on the front, one can then talk into the phone.

When we were in hotel rooms where there were at least two of these phones, it was just so much fun for me to pick up, press and play. Strangely, no one ever responds to my “hello” when I speak into it.

Perhaps I didn’t press enough numbers. Or perhaps it has something to do with some wires attached to it that Papa pulled out earlier. Hmmm...

Me and Mama Friday!

2009-10-23T10:13:00.000+08:00

Vege View Up Close

2009-10-22T10:19:00.001+08:00

I have a feeling mama is trying to start me from young to like vegetables. Sometimes before she cooks, she will introduce me to some vegetable in raw form. These plants sure are funny because they do look big before they are cooked, and become so much smaller after that.

I guess when I’m really hungry, I shouldn’t be cooking them, eh?

Knob Turner

2009-10-21T10:14:00.002+08:00

There was a time when I remembered my little fingers trying to reach up to touch that silver round thing that is found on most doors. Those knobs apparently is the access to open these doors!

Well, time must have been flying by rather quickly because today, I can already put my entire palm around the knob and by mimicking adults, I can now turn the knob and open doors – doors with knobs within my reach, that is, like my house store room door.

Wow…all those time exercising turning my wrists have been rather fruitful! Yay!

Still the Drooler…

2009-10-20T10:18:00.001+08:00

I had no idea I can and am still producing bucketfuls of drool! I mean, I noticed my bib changes had begun to decrease so I thought my drool supply was diminishing. Until I saw this photo of me taken when I was sleeping…complete with a napkin or towel strategically placed to soak up my drool and protect the mattress. Sigh.

Little Helper

2009-10-19T10:11:00.001+08:00

Regardless of those endless remarks of how mischievous or cheeky or naughty I can be, here I have photographic proof that I can also be very helpful around the house. You will see me helping Papa and Mama to clean up the house after a parish meeting at our home last month.

My reward: Getting to sleep past midnight that night. Hee!

Friendship Friday!

2009-10-16T10:14:00.000+08:00

Isaac Noronha and I

Craugh

2009-10-15T10:01:00.001+08:00

There are times when a cry IS a cry.

There are times when a laugh IS a laugh.

And then there are those times when the moment calls for both a cry AND a laugh.

For these times where there is no word to describe, I shall call it a “craugh”.

These are the times that I am neither crying nor laughing.

When adults do not know what to do with me…

When I feel like testing the situation to see how people react…

When I feel like I need some loving or manja-ing…

When I feel like I need another push for that Oscar nomination…

I will craugh…

Fearful Feeder

2009-10-14T10:08:00.001+08:00

Being somewhat rebellious by nature, I can be quite difficult to handle sometimes…okok, most of the times!

But more so when I am being fed something new. Like Mama said – the first bite is always the toughest. I will put on my best drama possible after that first bite is put, or rather forced into my mouth. After some dramatic expression and faked tears, I will run away and continue like nothing happened. If the food is good, I will come back for seconds.

Now, that’s what I would call the theatrics of feeding. Hehe.

Kitchen Rat

2009-10-13T10:16:00.001+08:00

The house kitchen has become one of my favourite play areas. I mean, who can resist sliding cabinets with goodies inside like cereal tins and chicken essence boxes, drawers that slide and close, and the smell of food? Mmmmm.

I also like crawling around this play area like a kitchen rat, squeezing in and around Mama’s legs, silently opening cabinets, and stealthily taking things from the counter. Hee!

Footballing Frenzy

2009-10-12T10:16:00.001+08:00

Papa must be really proud of me now that I have finally started to kick the toy football be bought me many many moons ago. Still don’t quite get the concepts yet, so most of the time when the kicking frustrates me, I would prefer to just pick it up with my hands, throw it and run around.

A future goalie, perhaps? Hee!

Sleepy Face Friday!

2009-10-09T10:19:00.000+08:00

Men in Tights

2009-10-08T10:04:00.001+08:00

I have this theory that parents sometimes like to take pictures of their children in strange poses or costumes so that they could blackmail them when their kids get older, when necessary.

The photo above must be one of such photos. Mama let me put on her tight stockings and both Papa and Mama had a really good laugh looking at me fiddling around with it.

Sigh.

A Date with the Moon

2009-10-07T10:08:00.001+08:00

Last weekend, I went dating...with the moon! Our church small group gathered at Uncle Gary's house before going around with our real fire-lighted up lanterns! Finally get to play with fire! Hee!

I also brought along a safe one (operated by battery with flashing LWD lights) that was given by Kim Nin when I was back in Sitiawan earlier. Apparently this is part of the chinese culture mid-autumn festival where people play with lanterns and stuff themselves with mooncakes. I would think it's also a wonderful time to celebrate moon-collecting business. I am at 19.5 at present. Anyway...

Here are some pics of my first lantern walkabout. Sure was fun!!

Lighting the lanterns!

Koko Abel and Jiejie Tammy getting ready...

At the park with Jiejies Nicole and Caryn...the exercise bench must be more interesting. Hmmm

A real swinging time out together!

I see the light!!

Arrgh!! The lantern is bigger than my head!!

Can't I just roll this lantern ball on the grass?

Going home...

Eh...wait for me!!!

King-sized Cot!

2009-10-06T10:07:00.000+08:00

My sleeping adventures just got more exciting. Some nights, Papa and Mama would allow me to sleep on their bed with them. It happens more often when I make more noise when put in my cot. *wink!*

Recently, they moved the single bed next to theirs so now I have my very own king-sized cot! Wee! Imagine the fun of trampling around on a bed! Something I couldn’t do in my cot.

Anyway, I always feel more freedom when I sleep on the bed. No boundaries that makes me feel like being caged up. Nicer and softer mattress to jump and roll around. Now if only they would change it to a water bed…

Human Rock Climber

2009-10-05T10:13:00.001+08:00

Just added this addictive activity into my extreme sport hobby portfolio. In adult terms, it is called rock climbing, but since I’m obviously too small to be doing actual rock climbing, I compensate by climbing all over human rocks, namely Mama and Papa.

Hey, I need to get the hang of it early on, OK?

Pose of the Day!

2009-10-02T10:08:00.000+08:00

"Life viewed upside down!"

Thief on Trial

2009-10-01T10:05:00.001+08:00

The other weekend at the mall, I had my first real drama. Papa followed me into this shop that sells so many videos and CDs. I was really fascinated with all those Korean, Japanese or Chinese (they all look the same to me!) box sets that were displayed but Papa kept putting back all the items I had taken off the rack.

As we moved on other sections, one particular box set caught my eye. I grabbed it from the shelf and held it in my hand for a while. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Papa was looking elsewhere at that moment. With a glee, I sprinted away with the box set. As I reached the exit, alarm sirens sounded and everyone in the shop and surrounding areas trained their eyes on me. I was stunned for a second as Papa caught up with me immediately and hurried me back to return the box set.

As we were leaving the shop, I noticed the girl behind the counter looking at me in a funny way so I thought I would bail myself out by electrocuting her with my cheeky eyes. Obviously she fell for it as she then offered a smile in return as well as a Ben10 tissue pack. Hee!

Whew. It sure pays to have cuteness on your side whilst conducting these thieving stunts!

A Bigger Tummy

2009-09-30T10:01:00.000+08:00

I can’t help but noticing Mama’s tummy is getting bigger and bigger everyday. I guess it is another visible reminder to me that my new baby sister (oops…Papa and Mama should have known I couldn’t keep the gender a secret for long…) will be coming out soon. The thought of it does scare me sometimes.

Will I be a good big brother?

Will I be able to take care of my baby sister?

Will we be able to share toys lovingly?

Will we be racing around the sofa together?

Will she eat faster than me?

How can I climb up Mama when the tummy is gone?...

Headstander

2009-09-29T10:16:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I wonder why do we only use our two feet to stand or walk? What criteria did they have that gave them such a responsibility? Is it because their foundation is flatter compared to the other parts of our body? Do they have a bigger, firmer surface? Sometimes, these things just boggles my little mind.

Anyway, I thought of experimenting other ways of late. One of which is using my very own head. Bending over and using my hands to support, I will attempt to lift up my legs and perform this so called ‘headstand’. I’ve been trying to perfect it on the mattress, sofa and just about everywhere I go, but I have to admit it’s rather difficult. And everytime I attempt it, my parents or anyone nearby would yelp in horror.

Hmmm, maybe I just have to accept the fact that God made our feet for standing. :-D

Raya Getaway

2009-09-28T10:19:00.002+08:00

Had a great Raya holiday getaway with Papa and Mama two weekends back. It was a long break so we took the chance to bring back lots of little sister (to be)'s cargo back to Sitiawan. I wonder if this was a similar exercise before I came out last time. Hmmm.

Anyway, these are some pics of my Raya getaway!

My swining throne in Sitiawan

Kite flying with Papa! Wee!

Reconnected with the blacks and the whites!

Slippering around...hehe

Kudeh spoils me by letting me play his computer! Hee!

Introduction to C&C...

Day trip to Ipoh to meet up with Ah Ma and Ah Kong

More fellowship with Kudeh!

Family Foto Friday!

2009-09-25T10:02:00.000+08:00

Papa and me....synchronised dreaming...

F1 familiarities

2009-09-24T10:03:00.000+08:00

I still have not been able to figure out what it is about F1 sports that fascinates me so much. Papa has been trying very hard to get me to sit through football matches with him but I seem to light up significantly everytime I see an F1 car speed around on the teevee.

People say we sometimes grow fond of something if we feel a certain feeling of familiarity towards it. Thinking along these lines, perhaps there exists some striking similarities between F1 and who I am today.

1. Just like those F1 motor cars, I also enjoy running at top speeds around and round and round the house sofa.

2. I would liken my diaper changing activities to that of the F1 races whenever the cars make a pit stop to change tyres.

3. Those podiums that the winners stand up to at the end of each race sure reminds me of the stairs I simply love to climb every day!

4. Just like in F1, accidents are bound to happen too like incidences where I could not brake in time and just bumped into tables, chairs, people, etc.

5. Very much like all those F1 drivers, I strangely find myself frequently surrounded by beautiful ladies too. My electrifying eye technique must be working. J

Rolling, rolling, rolling…

2009-09-23T10:05:00.000+08:00

I am beginning to believe that I was born to roll! Well, maybe I didn’t roll out from Mama’s tummy during my birth but I just can’t seem to get enough of this awesome action.

When I wake up from my slumber or get ready for bed, I always seem to have this tendency to roll around on Papa and Mama’s bed. More like lazing around in poetic motion, I call it..

Besides that, Ah Ma has also trained me well in rolling my tongue in various positions. No kidding.. So now I look forward to show it off to Ah Ma and also give her a progress report whenever we meet up. :-P

Gangster Grip 2

2009-09-22T10:12:00.001+08:00

This is more like an evolution of my initial gangster grip (GG1) where I would grip my victims shirt by the neck collar. You see, I realized that I actually have TWO hands and I only need one of them to perform GG1. This would mean my other hand would be free to erm, grip other things! Wee!

Unknowingly, I would tend to hold objects with my hands positioned over my shoulder. So whenver, I have a long object in hand, like a spoon, chopstick, pen, drumstick, etc. it will look as if I am in a combat-ready position to bash up people.

Ahhh…sounds violence but I still think I look cute doing it. :-D

Boys Will Be Boys

2009-09-21T10:05:00.000+08:00

“Boys will be boys…”

That is one statement that has still dumbfounded me. I keep hearing it mentioned, especially when I’ve performed some stunt or just being my rebellious self.

But, what does it actually mean? Boys will always be boys right? We don’t grow up to be girls right? Strange quote indeed. Adults sure can be weird sometimes.

Smile of the Day!

2009-09-18T10:01:00.000+08:00

Up…and down

2009-09-17T10:14:00.001+08:00

I always believe that we should not only focus ahead on what we should do but also to focus higher in everything! That’s why you may sometimes catch me walking aimlessly because my eyes are not focused in front of me but above me…ahhh….not an easy art to perfect mind you, but after some minor knocks and bruises, I think I slowly getting there.

Of course, there could be other times where my eyes are not focused in front, they could be focused downwards instead. No, it is not an action to be war of where I would be stepping. Rather, I would like to call this my bull-like stance where I would pretend to charge around (also aimlessly) and gore anything in sight.

Ahh, the wonders of growing up and building character…and bruises too.

Tin Man

2009-09-16T10:14:00.000+08:00

I think I may be slightly obsessed with drums too. Rummaging through the kitchen cabinets, sometimes I noticed myself unknowingly (honest!) picking out those cereal and milk tins, carrying them to an open space, and lining them up like a drum set. I would then search for any spoons or chopsticks that I can use to bang them with.

Who needs peace around the house anyway? :-P

Dizzy Dancer

2009-09-15T10:15:00.000+08:00

I have discovered that body movements cannot be controlled, especially when there is cool music in the background that is accompanied with irresistible beats.

Unfortunately, I still do not have enough dance moves to catch attention yet. Think I get more giggles and laughs whenever I dance. Hmmmmph. Anyway, among my favourite dance moves (there are not many anyway) include:

1. Stomp the Yard! – Legs spread, with a little sway from left to right, in a stomping manner.

2. Spin City! – Turn round and round till I lose coordination and balance. Wonder if drunks feel this way. Hmmmm.

3. Clapper – NO dance wouold be complete without the clapping hand portion. :-D

4. Flying Bird – Flapping of both arms in an action like I was trying to fly

5. Finger Snap – work in progress. Got my finger actions right already but just can’t seem to produce the snapping sounds yet. Sigh!

Saliva Bomber

2009-09-14T10:09:00.000+08:00

When Papa carries me in a flying position, sometimes I like to imagine myself as a bomber plane. As I enjoy myself in flying mode, my bombing mode also takes over without my control.

Before I know it, my flight path would be littered with saliva… hee!

Pose of the Day!

2009-09-11T10:05:00.000+08:00

CAP-tured on camera!

Resurfacing Relics

2009-09-10T10:13:00.001+08:00

I am beginning to suspect there could be some kind of conspiracy theory right here in my own house! You see, I’ve noticed some of the toys I’ve been playing with would mysteriously disappear after a few weeks.

And in similar mysterious fashion, these toys would later resurface a few weeks or months later…much to my delight actually, I may add..hehe. But I think all my toys actually have a mind of their own. They would conveniently disappear for some unknown mission and later return to keep me company again.

Hmmmm…hope this mystery gets answered when I get older. :-D

bobobo

2009-09-09T09:09:00.000+08:00

Sometimes there are things that don’t seem to make much sense. Like the title of today’s blog. No matter how long we stare at it or try to analyse, nothing seems to click.

Sometimes there are things only come along once a lifetime that if you missed it, you would have missed it already.

Sometimes when we need to look at things differently, the answer immediately jumps at you.

Like when I point at the washing machine…

Like when I start pulling up my diapers…

Like when I spit out food…

Like today’s unique date…

:-p

What Grade the Rice?

2009-09-08T10:17:00.002+08:00

Already past the 10kg in the weight category for some time now, I am constantly compared to being as heavy as a sack of rice.

This got me thinking…if I was a sack of rice, what kind of grade or type would I be? Logically, I think I would be the following:

- 95% beras hancur: being the violent me, I think I would be almost a total destroyer.
- Tempatan: locally born and bred
- Wangi: I sure smell good after my bath. Hee!

Rodeo Rider

2009-09-07T10:07:00.000+08:00

I don’t know where or how I have developed my love for horse riding, but I just can’t stop myself looking for things or people to ride on like a horse!

Sofa cushions, pillows, bolsters, beds, tummies, legs, thighs, etc. are some of my favourite horses.

Now, who or what will be my next ride? Yee ha!

18.5 Moon Checkpoint

2009-09-05T10:09:00.002+08:00

Went to see my doc last weekend to get another jab for another strange virus I cannot even pronounce. Anyway, I think I heard it was some sort of a booster jab. Doc was really pro in this as he played some jingle as he was preparing the needle. As I was getting distractedly engrossed with the music, the needle went in and out just as the music stopped and I didn't even feel a thing. Now if only those mozzies can learn a thing or two here. Hmmmph.

Also took the opportunity to check on my progress and here it is:

Height: 84 cm (chart shows I'm above average here. All those jumping exercises seem to work!)

Weight: 11kg (chart shows slightly below average. Should pick up once I get my hands on steak!)

Head: 46cm (need to continue to read to build those brain muscles! Hee!)

I've also discovered a weighing scale at home so I should be able to chart my progress on a more regular basis now. ;-)

Smile of the Day!

2009-09-04T10:16:00.000+08:00

Geleng Gelang

2009-09-03T10:03:00.000+08:00

One of my favourite hand gestures in the twisting motion of both my wrists. Adults seem to connect it with the expression of “Finished!” or “No more!”

Me? Need to explore more about it first before knowing the right time to use it. Can you tell me?

Marche Madness

2009-09-02T10:08:00.001+08:00

Last weekend, Papa and Mama made an appointment to meet up with Kor-kor Joyce, whose family made a trip down to KL. I was pretty excited, not only getting the chance to meet up with my cousins Ethan and Hannah again, but because the venue chosen was Marche at the Curve.

Almost a year ago, Papa and Mama also brought me to this place during this fasting month where they have this special Ramadhan buffet. I only remember Papa and Mama stuffing themselves with loads of glorious food and I only got to take a photo with a cow statue in front.

Anyways, I knew things would be different now. Armed with the knowledge that the dinner would start at 6.00pm, we arrived earlier to do some shopping, and then made our way toMarche by 5.40pm. Surprisingly, we were the first to queue up at their front door and I think I got a nice big red balloon for our efforts. ;-D The crowd started to build behind us moments later and it wasn’t long before the train-like line reached around 30.

It was a real mad rush when we were let in. I now understand what the many cow statues signify… Papa mentioned that it would be good for us to eat earlier to avoid the jam when the people who were fasting would eat later. I also found the children’s playroom where they had two slides. Really had fun there. If the adults enjoyed their buffet eating, this sure was the children’s buffet as I had endless rounds of climbing up the steps and sliding now. So did Ethan Koko!

Overall, I had a great evening catching up with cousins Ethan and Hannah. As usual, I didn’t get to enjoy the food like Papa and Mama did, but from their expressions, I think it was really good. I only had the chance to try their mushroom soup, broccoli soup, yoghurt and ice-cream.

I’m beginning to wonder if this visit to Marche is going to become something like an annual affair? If it is, I certainly can’t wait till I’m old enough to sink my teeth into some grill!

Being Happy and Knowing It!

2009-09-01T10:17:00.001+08:00

This is a customized version of the popular sing-along song that I would ‘sing’ along with Ah Ma:

Ah Ma: When you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands
Me:
Ah Ma: When you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands
Me:
Ah Ma: When you’re happy and you know it, then you really ought to show it, when you’re happy and you know it clap your hands
Me:

Above repeated but actions replaced…
Ah Ma: ….touch your head!
Me:

Ah Ma: …pull your ear!
Me:

Ah Ma: …stamp your feet!
Me:

Ah Ma: …roll your tongue!
Me:

Ah Ma: …do all five!
Me: :-p

An Image of Independence

2009-08-31T14:26:00.001+08:00

What lies beyond the horizon?

Beyond independence. Beyond boundaries. Beyond races.

Sometimes it's so hard to see...

We stretch. we tiptoe. we climb.

And after all our garguantan efforts

Beyond our strength. Beyond our abilities. beyond our time.

We see an image in sight...

In the horizon. Embedded. Infused.

That makes us more confused.

We see the image of ourselves

A reflection of who we are; what we've done; what we've become

Is it an independent reflection?

Is it a related refraction?

...

Happy Independence Day, Malaysia!

Pose of the Day!

2009-08-28T10:14:00.000+08:00

Vacuum Helper

2009-08-27T10:12:00.001+08:00

With big gadgets like the vacuum cleaner lying around the house, adults sure do have all the fun!

So when I had the chance to get my hands on it, I sure took the chance to help do some house chores. Mama sure was proud of me!

Wonder if they will allow me to operate my washing machine cum jacuzzi next?

Strawy Situation

2009-08-26T10:09:00.000+08:00

One of the toughest challenges in this young age of mine is mastering this scrawny little object called the ‘straw’. Apparently, it can be a rather useful ally when utilized properly as delicious liquids like medicine and juices will flow freely into the mouth!

Anyway, I have only been successful a few times before but have not been able to repeat my success on a regular basis yet. Have also lost count on the number of straws that have been sacrificed in my learning process…

Sigh…need more practice, but I hope to master this skill soon! I’ve been eyeing lotsa good-looking stuff with these straws in them! Hee!

Fountain Featured Feed

2009-08-25T10:16:00.002+08:00

One of my most memorable dinner feeds was the one in this Alamanda shopping mall where they had this fountain feature in a park outside. Papa and Mama pushed me in the stroller to the edge of the fountain pool where I had my feed there.

Ahh….food plus a view to kill for. :-D

Sweet Switch

2009-08-24T10:13:00.001+08:00

I tell you, there are just so many gadgets waiting to be discovered around the house alone!! A couple of weeks back I found this interesting little switch that has been neatly embedded into the walls of the house. I also noticed the majority of these switches have been conveniently placed so high up it is clearly beyond the reach of my fingers.

Anyway, every now and then when I am carried and happen to walk past one of such switches, I would make it a case to explore it. Sometimes I am allowed to touch it. That was when I discovered it is a magical switch that is linked to a light source nearby.

When the switch is flicked, the light will come on and when pressed again, the light disappears! Whoa!! I wonder if my psycho mode and good boy mode works the same way….hee!

Me and Mama Friday!

2009-08-21T10:09:00.000+08:00