Swine flu and Eli turning tweeeeee!!!
There's a up-and-down, good-and-bad, happy-and-sad to everything.
Like the recent swine flu that's been causing panic to nearly the entire world now.
I'm supposed to be going to Melbourne end of this month. Because of this Hideous1Nomster1 virus that's been going on, our trip may be cancelled.
BOOHOO, there goes our money paid for the air tickets.
YAY! I'll be some dollars richer right away if I change my Oz dollars back to SGD. And believe me, this is going to help me in a big big way, now that I'm STILL jobless. WHAT STILL!?!?!? YESYESYES.
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It was Lil' Eli's 3-year-old birthday party yesterday.
I had lots of fun playing househouse-ringringI'mcomingover-okbyee-knockknockI'mhere-etcetc. with her. After like, half an hour I think, she offered me a sip of her orange juice. Kids are so gullible. I superlike. Hehehehe.
My heart melted when she secretly told me, "My mummy is the best in the world!"
I wanted to retort though, by telling her that mine then is the best hor but decided to tolerate two Bests in this world and be kind to the little darling on her birthday.
When I told her I'm leaving, she mumbled, "Thanks for my birthday cake!"
I was surprised at how sensible a 3-year-old can be and said reflexively, "HUH? MY birthday cake?"
Eli, "No, MYYYYY birthday cake."
Oh ya, I baked her a princess birthday cake, in accordance to the theme of the party. Very very thankful to Doug and Chantal (Dad&Mum) for the chance to do it. You need ALOT of trust for this I tell you. Really nice people.
I was so so nervous about it and was prepared to shatter all the kids' hearts yesterday when I heard them chattering, "Oh where's the birthday cake?", "When will we be having cake?", blahblahblah.
THE CAKE is the soul of the party, I realised. At least to the kids. Oh my. I'm going to ruin Eli's childhood. Hers will be forever be marked with a horrible 3-year-old birthday pile of pig's feed.
Hanyan's right. How crazy was I to volunteer to get the cake done when it's going to be only my first attempt?!
Ok, so OMG SHE ACTUALLY KNOWS I MADE THE PIG'S FEED!
Just when I was still unsure and feeling sorry for having made a cake worthy of The-Most-Awful-Looking-and-Worse-Tasting prize at the Annual DumpTheCake Awards, Eli gave me the longest hug and the sweeeetest "Thank You!" to assure me that I didn't do that bad afterall.
There, I told you. Tiny ones can do big things.
My dream could have died yesterday but she saved it.
Happy TinyThree, Elizabeth Gilchrist! I wuv you!
Like the recent swine flu that's been causing panic to nearly the entire world now.
I'm supposed to be going to Melbourne end of this month. Because of this Hideous1Nomster1 virus that's been going on, our trip may be cancelled.
BOOHOO, there goes our money paid for the air tickets.
YAY! I'll be some dollars richer right away if I change my Oz dollars back to SGD. And believe me, this is going to help me in a big big way, now that I'm STILL jobless. WHAT STILL!?!?!? YESYESYES.
---------------
It was Lil' Eli's 3-year-old birthday party yesterday.
I had lots of fun playing househouse-ringringI'mcomingover-okbyee-knockknockI'mhere-etcetc. with her. After like, half an hour I think, she offered me a sip of her orange juice. Kids are so gullible. I superlike. Hehehehe.
My heart melted when she secretly told me, "My mummy is the best in the world!"
I wanted to retort though, by telling her that mine then is the best hor but decided to tolerate two Bests in this world and be kind to the little darling on her birthday.
When I told her I'm leaving, she mumbled, "Thanks for my birthday cake!"
I was surprised at how sensible a 3-year-old can be and said reflexively, "HUH? MY birthday cake?"
Eli, "No, MYYYYY birthday cake."
Oh ya, I baked her a princess birthday cake, in accordance to the theme of the party. Very very thankful to Doug and Chantal (Dad&Mum) for the chance to do it. You need ALOT of trust for this I tell you. Really nice people.
I was so so nervous about it and was prepared to shatter all the kids' hearts yesterday when I heard them chattering, "Oh where's the birthday cake?", "When will we be having cake?", blahblahblah.
THE CAKE is the soul of the party, I realised. At least to the kids. Oh my. I'm going to ruin Eli's childhood. Hers will be forever be marked with a horrible 3-year-old birthday pile of pig's feed.
Hanyan's right. How crazy was I to volunteer to get the cake done when it's going to be only my first attempt?!
Ok, so OMG SHE ACTUALLY KNOWS I MADE THE PIG'S FEED!
Just when I was still unsure and feeling sorry for having made a cake worthy of The-Most-Awful-Looking-and-Worse-Tasting prize at the Annual DumpTheCake Awards, Eli gave me the longest hug and the sweeeetest "Thank You!" to assure me that I didn't do that bad afterall.
There, I told you. Tiny ones can do big things.
My dream could have died yesterday but she saved it.
Happy TinyThree, Elizabeth Gilchrist! I wuv you!
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