Wednesday, October 29, 2014

My Littlest

...is really not so little anymore.

He's pretty vocal and repeats pretty  much anything you say.
Loves singing "Let it Go".
One of my favourite conversations goes like this:

Me: Hello Kristian!
K3: Hello MARMEE! (very loud and gangsterish)
Me: What are you doing?
K3: I eat.
Me: What are you eating?
K3: Er.....I eat food!

And very active.

At almost 2, he can zip on the skate scooter faster than his older 2 siblings could at the same age.
He can last a whole day without napping! And still go to bed only at 10pm.
Loves to jump on the sofa and the bed.

And very cheeky.

He loves to bite, somehow. Not sure why. I've been a victim many times.

He will tell you he needs to poo poo. Goes to the toilet, sits on the potty for 5 seconds and say "Enough! I want flush!" Then he pulls the toilet roll. Non stop.

This one keeps you on your toes all the time. Tires you out. Cos you need to watch him every minute. Leave him for a couple of seconds and he'll be up to some mischief. He's like my little gangster.  Naughty but oh so cute and adorable.




Monday, March 24, 2014

What's Been Happening

I have been on a blogging hiatus for too long. Almost a year!

In between the last post and this, so much has happened and I have been extremely busy.

Kieran's 4th birthday. Kaitlyn's 3rd. Kristian's 1st. My 5 wedding anniversary. Mum's 1st death anniversary.  

2nd helper decided to renew contract and then broke it. Scramble to find her replacement. Train the replacement. Thankfully, the replacement's been good. May be too soon to tell, but for now, it's good.

Took some leave to spend time with the kiddos during the school holidays. Kristian became so sticky within just the 5 days that I was home. Stickiness aside, he was fussy too. Then, just over the weekend, I was so overwhelmed with everything, I decided to hide between the clothes in my walk-in wardrobe. Still, Kieran found me.  

I'm glad to be back at work again, but my guess is, that feeling will last all but ONE day.


Just look at these faces! The stress and fatigue at home beats the stress and fatigue at work. Anytime.

My Middle Child

My middle child. Got scolded by the father for not concentrating when doing her chinese work. Fell asleep on the bus till the driver did...