<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174</id><updated>2012-01-28T05:05:15.502+08:00</updated><category term='Special event'/><category term='Family Event'/><category term='My Life'/><category term='Craft Collection'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Kelly'/><category term='Wen Wen'/><category term='Award'/><category term='Xuan Xuan'/><category term='history'/><category term='Current Issues'/><title type='text'>Our Journey...Our Stories...</title><subtitle type='html'>I would like to thank you for being part of "Our Journey...Our Stories..."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-7374362724442073297</id><published>2008-09-19T18:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:41:26.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wen Wen'/><title type='text'>Our Month of July...</title><content type='html'>21/7/08 (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew…. Finally I see the sun!! Today is the first day; our life is sort of back to normal… wondering why I said so… another long chapter…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since end of June, my 2 girls have been under some virus/bacteria attacked. Have been visited to paed almost twice a week, medical fees cost us more than RM 500 for the past 3 weeks! Thank god is all over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know how it get started, but my Wen Wen was down with cough &amp;amp; flu then fever… before she recover from cough &amp;amp; flu she was complaining her stomach ache &amp;amp; diarrhea. That lasted for almost 3-4 days. That was the first time ever, she complain that her bottle of milk is too much (even though is only about 3 ounces). Normally she will ask why we prepare so little milk for her even though the milk is already &gt; 7 ounces. As a mother, I almost collapse seeing my darling chubby acted that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she gains back her appetite, I thought I can jump in joy! But I was wrong! She now on high fever &amp;amp; she complain about her ear pain!! Another trip to paed, paed confirmed that stubborn/nasty phlegm was now filled her ear tube. Gosh!! Wen Wen was really on high fever, until I have to stripe her off &amp;amp; sponge her with water. That lasted for about 3-4 days. This time round, I thought is over but is NOT! Wen Wen’s fever on &amp;amp; off, no choice I have to make another trip to paed. Until the Paed show a long face, as he was also worry on Wen Wen’s condition. This time round, he prescribe a different antibiotic for Wen Wen… that happen last Thursday. Today finally, Wen Wen’s sun is out… she’s no longer having fever, now I only concentrated on the antibiotic. By this Wednesday, the course shld be finished. She went to school as usual. When I called her from office she was so excited talking about her activity in school… Thank god my nightmare is over…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan’s story now…About the same time Wen Wen sick, my darling Xuan Xuan also down with cough &amp;amp; flu. Whatever happen to Wen Wen, it got spread to Xuan Xuan. The same story repeated itself on Xuan. Not long after the first visit to paed, Xuan Xuan also stomach ache, vomitted but no diarrhea. At one point of time also, Xuan Xuan down with high fever. I have to sponge her as well. The fortunate thing is that Xuan Xuan didn’t complain about her ear … but the unfortunate thing is that she got the eye infection!!! Wen Wen – ear infection, Xuan Xuan – eye infection! My heart is slice into pieces every time applying oilmen to Xuan Xuan’s infected eyes. Both her eyes got infected. Every morning, when she woke up, she can’t open her eyes. I have to use the wet cotton to wipe out all those sticky discharge before she can open her eyes again. Xuan Xuan is easier to manage compare to Wen Wen. Even though she wail &amp;amp; refuse to let me put on the oilmen for her, but after some grandmother story, she will still give in. If is Wen Wen, there will be violence involved. Phew… really…blessing in disguise…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working days were darm long for the past 3 weeks…. As my heart was being steal by my 2 gals at home. I called back every 2-3 hours to check out their condition. I can’t concentrate in my work. But thank god…. I still manage to get it through…I’m happy that all is over…. Since yesterday, my house again filled with laughter, filled with their fighting noise, their quarrelling conversation &amp;amp; my grumble (ngam ngam cham cham)….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-7374362724442073297?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7374362724442073297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=7374362724442073297&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7374362724442073297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7374362724442073297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-mon.html' title='Our Month of July...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-6192677976848707959</id><published>2008-09-19T18:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:33:31.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wen Wen'/><title type='text'>Our Month of July...</title><content type='html'>21/7/08 (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew…. Finally I see the sun!! Today is the first day; our life is sort of back to normal… wondering why I said so… another long chapter…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since end of June, my 2 girls have been under some virus/bacteria attacked. Have been visited to paed almost twice a week, medical fees cost us more than RM 500 for the past 3 weeks! Thank god is all over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know how it get started, but my Wen Wen was down with cough &amp;amp; flu then fever… before she recover from cough &amp;amp; flu she was complaining her stomach ache &amp;amp; diarrhea. That lasted for almost 3-4 days. That was the first time ever, she complain that her bottle of milk is too much (even though is only about 3 ounces). Normally she will ask why we prepare so little milk for her even though the milk is already &gt; 7 ounces. As a mother, I almost collapse seeing my darling chubby acted that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she gains back her appetite, I thought I can jump in joy! But I was wrong! She now on high fever &amp;amp; she complain about her ear pain!! Another trip to paed, paed confirmed that stubborn/nasty phlegm was now filled her ear tube. Gosh!! Wen Wen was really on high fever, until I have to stripe her off &amp;amp; sponge her with water. That lasted for about 3-4 days. This time round, I thought is over but is NOT! Wen Wen’s fever on &amp;amp; off, no choice I have to make another trip to paed. Until the Paed show a long face, as he was also worry on Wen Wen’s condition. This time round, he prescribe a different antibiotic for Wen Wen… that happen last Thursday. Today finally, Wen Wen’s sun is out… she’s no longer having fever, now I only concentrated on the antibiotic. By this Wednesday, the course shld be finished. She went to school as usual. When I called her from office she was so excited talking about her activity in school… Thank god my nightmare is over…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan’s story now…About the same time Wen Wen sick, my darling Xuan Xuan also down with cough &amp;amp; flu. Whatever happen to Wen Wen, it got spread to Xuan Xuan. The same story repeated itself on Xuan. Not long after the first visit to paed, Xuan Xuan also stomach ache, vomitted but no diarrhea. At one point of time also, Xuan Xuan down with high fever. I have to sponge her as well. The fortunate thing is that Xuan Xuan didn’t complain about her ear … but the unfortunate thing is that she got the eye infection!!! Wen Wen – ear infection, Xuan Xuan – eye infection! My heart is slice into pieces every time applying oilmen to Xuan Xuan’s infected eyes. Both her eyes got infected. Every morning, when she woke up, she can’t open her eyes. I have to use the wet cotton to wipe out all those sticky discharge before she can open her eyes again. Xuan Xuan is easier to manage compare to Wen Wen. Even though she wail &amp;amp; refuse to let me put on the oilmen for her, but after some grandmother story, she will still give in. If is Wen Wen, there will be violence involved. Phew… really…blessing in disguise…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working days were darm long for the past 3 weeks…. As my heart was being steal by my 2 gals at home. I called back every 2-3 hours to check out their condition. I can’t concentrate in my work. But thank god…. I still manage to get it through…I’m happy that all is over…. Since yesterday, my house again filled with laughter, filled with their fighting noise, their quarrelling conversation &amp;amp; my grumble (ngam ngam cham cham)….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-6192677976848707959?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6192677976848707959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=6192677976848707959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6192677976848707959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6192677976848707959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-month-of-july.html' title='Our Month of July...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-1875467835915303880</id><published>2008-09-19T18:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:32:11.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Event'/><title type='text'>End of June....Updates...</title><content type='html'>27/6/08 (Friday)                        Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 30 minutes, I will be able to logout from the office!!! Hooray!!! No mood to work so this leaves me sometime to blog about my 2 girls. Wen Wen oredi started her pre-school since May 08. She is quite stable now. Will arrange a transporter for her from July onwards. Initially she also refused to go to school. That time really sucks as I was with my new job, no phone yet, no AL, only worries left behind for me! I’m happy that is all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Xuan Xuan, we manage to encourage her to school by drawing her a smiley face a day if she didn’t cry in the school. For Wen Wen, all thanks to Pinocchio. Wen Wen knew about the Pinochio story since she was 2. One day, the idea just came, I told her that all children have to go to school, just like how Gepetto told Pinochio, if kids refuse to go to school, Strombolli will catch them &amp;amp; lock them into a cage &amp;amp; they no longer able to see their mommy &amp;amp; daddy anymore. To my surprise, the next day, she went to school with very minimal hesitation &amp;amp; denial. Since then till now, she’s looking forward to go to school. Last week, daddy took leave to send her to school, she was complaining that why daddy so slow!!! When my husband called me to update, I can’t stop laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan is very filial &amp;amp; obedient girl. She will do some writing for me on daily basis Of course there are times she refuse to write, but I think is ok as she’s still that young. Whenever she has the mood, then she will write, else she will just mingle with all her toys or fighting with her little sister. She now can write 1-10 &amp;amp; all alphas (of course sometimes she still confuse on the mirror effect of the alpha, like C, she will write it the other way round. Anyway, I am already very happy with her achievement. Only 4-y-o, what to expect, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-1875467835915303880?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1875467835915303880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=1875467835915303880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1875467835915303880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1875467835915303880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/end-of-juneupdates.html' title='End of June....Updates...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-1132287006367173269</id><published>2008-09-19T18:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:27:34.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>What a Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;20/6/08 drizzling in the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though is a wet evening, traffic is still at an acceptable level. I reached home about 6.45pm. The moment Xuan Xuan saw me, she shouted: “mommy mommy, I have something to show you!” while she running towards a cupboard to grab the thing that she wanted to show me. This is not unusual as normally she will be that excited to show me all her art &amp;amp; craft that she did at school. Me as usual switching on the TV for a not so interesting show while waiting for her to show me her craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! To my surprise, she is showing me this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SNN-Hh9U1wI/AAAAAAAAAik/OLUxOlQYFLM/s1600-h/Picture+957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247676658656532226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SNN-Hh9U1wI/AAAAAAAAAik/OLUxOlQYFLM/s320/Picture+957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trophy!!! Wah Seh... Xuan Xuan is getting her first trophy at her age of 4!! I’m extremely proud of her! I still remember early May this year, when she show me a notification letter from her kindergarten stating that there will be examination for 4-Y-O class in a week’s time. My reaction was like – OMG, what a world! Exam for 4-Y-O kids, unbelievable! What do they know at their tender age??? Anyway, being a mother I was a bit panic even though I don’t expect her to do well in the class + she’s only 4, to me, my main reason sending her to pre-school is wanting her to have more friends, wanting her to understand the concept of community. I was cooled down quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to her exam, after schooling for almost half a year, that was the first time I do revision with her a day before her so called ‘exam’. Luckily her exam schedule was quite relax, one day one subject – Malays, English, Maths &amp;amp; Chinese. I was quite shock when I come to know that she can recognize quite a number of Chinese words like ‘Head’, ‘hand’ &amp;amp; so forth. Never had I taught her a word of Chinese, not that I don’t know Chinese but then I don’t know how to start. Like English or Malay, I can always start her with alphabets, for Maths of course is 1,2,3… for Chinese I would believe is the stroke, the thing is which stroke, I myself don’t even have good foundation on Chinese. I really don’t want to contaminate Xuan Xuan’s spongy mind by educating her wrong /improper Chinese Stroke. Hard to find a good Mandarin Teaching Guide, maybe I am lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually got full marks on all her test paper and I remembered once she told me that she got Number 1 in the class. I thought she was fascinating. Seems like she’s not! She really gets the first place in her class! I am proud! Extremely proud! Shiok! Shiok! What a wonderful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-1132287006367173269?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1132287006367173269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=1132287006367173269&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1132287006367173269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1132287006367173269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-happy-day.html' title='What a Happy Day'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SNN-Hh9U1wI/AAAAAAAAAik/OLUxOlQYFLM/s72-c/Picture+957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4352084711844778601</id><published>2008-09-19T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:20:08.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>One month after joining this company...</title><content type='html'>19/6/08     Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! Time fly… without realizing, I have been with this new company for more than a month… wondering how’s my life over here? One thing for sure, I’m still surviving…&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten all my passwords to access to different systems. Guess how many passwords that I am having? All in all, I have about 6-7 usernames &amp;amp; passwords to remember. This is the first time I have to remember that many username &amp;amp; passwords to access to different application within the company. They said is for security purposes! Ridiculous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides have to remember the many passwords, &amp;amp; which passwords for which system, I think I am coping quite well. I have also understood more about the system that I’m going to work on. Not so complicated after all. I believe practice make perfect, so I’m not worrying too much on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The major concern now is – our call centre really short of headcounts… really short!!! Anybody interested being a Customer Service Consultant? Do drop me a note…&lt;br /&gt;Eeerrr…. My life now is still in peace, except a little bit bored as I still have not found a gang which I can attach to… Lots of old timers here, they are still not too open to embrace the new staff. Currently I am only close to another manager who joins the company the same time as me. She’s my lunch buddy, she’s my gossip partner, and she shares my joy &amp;amp; frustration. She’s warm &amp;amp; friendly. Most of all she is as ‘pat’ (busybody/nosey) as me! Having her around make my life a bit colorful during office hours…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still enjoy an easy life during office hours as I don’t have any direct manager that I should report to. Currently I am reporting directly to the Head of Call Centre &amp;amp; she’s always very busy. Most of the time she’s attending meeting, what meeting I don’t know. This leave me loads of space to explore the call centre environment. I plan my work &amp;amp; I do it then keep it. I will continue to do this until the time tells me that I need to change. Being a newbie, I believe &amp;amp; think that being a little passive is always a smart move. So…let’s wait &amp;amp; see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I plan my own work, I do it at my own pace too! This enables me to go back sharp on the dot everyday without fail. One thing that appears to be quite weird here is that, when I logout sharp on the dot, colleagues around me look at me one kind… why leh?? Because I seem to be the odd one out as 99% of the staff in the company will only leave the office between 6.30pm-7.30pm. I am working at my own pace, so why stay? Don’t care lah… as much as I want to go back sharp on the dot, I won’t stay back unnecessarily, family comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally reach home about 6.30pm-7pm depending on the traffic. I spend some time on the not so interesting TV show, sometimes I do feed my girls (if my luck is good, my mom will do the job for me), waiting for my husband to come back from his work, we will go back to our own house after my husband had his dinner. After both of us had our bath, we will spend time with our 2 darling girls. Our life have not affected too much after I change my job. I am very grateful about it. The only thing that I’m not too happy with is – with the current employment, I don’t get to access internet at all. That’s also the main reason why my blog is frozen. Anyway, I will try to update my life as much as possible to keep my diary alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4352084711844778601?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4352084711844778601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4352084711844778601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4352084711844778601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4352084711844778601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-month-after-joining-this-company.html' title='One month after joining this company...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-5717593032275237850</id><published>2008-09-19T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:19:28.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>My new Job...</title><content type='html'>2/6/08 (Monday)       Sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new job…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with this new company since 12/5/08. The first 2 weeks, I was undergoing training. I learn a lot even though it was boring. This is the first week I start looking at my own work. There isn’t any job description to me yet. Anyway, I guess roughly I know how my life gonna be soon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given a task to roll out the Workforce Management System (WFM) this 16/6/08. I have yet to do any hands-on on this new system as I have not received my password till today. In another 2 weeks time, I will be judged! I will enjoy my life to the fullest before have to go back late. For the pass few weeks, I have been logging out from my work sharp on time. I’m going to logoff at 4.45pm today as well. Blessing in disguise hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that from next week onwards, I will have all my passwords ready. By then I will start familiarize myself with those robotic brain. God, please give me the strength to manage those machines. I really do hope that I won’t have much hard time mingle around with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all about my job…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-5717593032275237850?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5717593032275237850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=5717593032275237850&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5717593032275237850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5717593032275237850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-job.html' title='My new Job...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-591152007253081699</id><published>2008-04-29T17:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:23:21.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly'/><title type='text'>How to make your kid CLEAN UP after play...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After leaving comments in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ramblingmoo.com/?p=2033#comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, reached home I get this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbm37rNwaI/AAAAAAAAAiE/35hkVDXYen0/s1600-h/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194593068804587938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbm37rNwaI/AAAAAAAAAiE/35hkVDXYen0/s320/c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When is time to clear up, I gave them a plastic bag each and told them&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; “Let’s have some fun! Let’s see today who can keep more Alphas &amp;amp; numbers in her plastic bag.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without screaming, they started to clear the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbm4LrNwbI/AAAAAAAAAiM/GlT9O2t4Zkg/s1600-h/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194593073099555250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbm4LrNwbI/AAAAAAAAAiM/GlT9O2t4Zkg/s320/d.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Within few seconds….tada…All Done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbm4brNwcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/qTXGgAPKrss/s1600-h/e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194593077394522562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbm4brNwcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/qTXGgAPKrss/s320/e.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try turn the clean up session into a competition and you will be surprise to see the pride on your kid when he/she keep more than his/her counterpart! Look at my 2 girls and you will know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbm47rNwdI/AAAAAAAAAic/q3Lsm74yg6w/s1600-h/f.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194593085984457170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbm47rNwdI/AAAAAAAAAic/q3Lsm74yg6w/s320/f.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, we sing Barney’s Clean-Up song while we clean up. It goes like this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clean Up, Clean Up, Everybody Everywhere;&lt;br /&gt;Clean Up, Clean Up, Everybody Do Your Share!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will lead the song in progressive mode, start with slow tempo, then medium, then fast! Is fun!! Also within minutes, the space is cleared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, after much coax &amp;amp; nagging, if my 2 girls still don’t clean up. Then I will start picking up the toys &amp;amp; put in the storage box. After picking up few pieces, I will pretend I strain my back &amp;amp; start moaning: ouch here ouch there… (drama a bit lah). Then I will ask for help from my 2 darling! And they will do the rest. Little trick for great success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the above give you some idea dealing with your little ones when they refuse to clean up after the play session. Let me know whether it works for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-591152007253081699?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/591152007253081699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=591152007253081699&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/591152007253081699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/591152007253081699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-to-make-your-kid-clean-up-after.html' title='How to make your kid CLEAN UP after play...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbm37rNwaI/AAAAAAAAAiE/35hkVDXYen0/s72-c/c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-866384347775767511</id><published>2008-04-29T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:12:22.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Issues'/><title type='text'>Another Price Hike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:120%;"&gt;This morning, on my way to work…turned on the radio… “Another price hike!!!” This time round is the price increase for biscuits. Don’t really pay attention on the increment percentage, in short there’s a price hike. If I heard correctly, Milo’s price also will be up don’t know how many % this coming June! Really cheesed off with all these price increment news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago is flour, then rice/grains, now biscuits!! For those low income earner like me, susah betul!!! Everything seems so expensive but not our pay! Arh!!! Tonight must go stock up the biscuits &amp;amp; Milo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know...the photo has nothing to do with the price increase, just upload it to cool me down after looking at this 2 Minies!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbYXbrNwZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/WSTvwj7r3lo/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbYXbrNwZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/WSTvwj7r3lo/s400/b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194577117296050578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-866384347775767511?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/866384347775767511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=866384347775767511&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/866384347775767511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/866384347775767511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-price-hike.html' title='Another Price Hike!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SBbYXbrNwZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/WSTvwj7r3lo/s72-c/b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8095813902206218685</id><published>2008-04-29T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:21:57.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly'/><title type='text'>Do U Shout at Ur Spouse?</title><content type='html'>I came across an article about &lt;a href="http://mumsgather.blogspot.com/2005/09/do-you-shout-at-your-spouse-in-front.html"&gt;Do you shout at Your spouse in front of Your kids &lt;/a&gt;this afternoon. I feel so bad after reading the post. Guess you should know the reason. Yes, I admit, I do it at times when my dearly husband just couldn't be bothered with my words. I know deep inside my heart that as a wife, we should honour our husband but sometimes I just can't keep cool when we are of different views over certain issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mean "shout" as the real shout but I do raise my voice. This is certainly bad. What have I done?? I am sending an indirect message to my kids to disrespect their father! There are times that my 2 girls blaming their daddy for things that happens. For instance, there are times they just leave their toys in a mess after playing it. When I asked them why they don't keep their toys after playing, they will point to the father and raise their voice to blame "Daddy lah". In my heart, I was like - What is it got to do with daddy?? Anyway, I will just turn to them &amp;amp; insisted that they should keep it clean. Sometimes when they are in the mood to clean, then they will do it, else they will just leave the mess for me &amp;amp; daddy to clean, you know things just happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that we as parents shouldn't raise our voice in front of our kids at all times if we don't want our kids to do the same. After being a mum, I admitted I do change a lot. I am more organized &amp;amp; tidy as compared to when I was single (even thought there’s still lots of improvement room). I have more patience than ever. Most of the times I will think twice before a word come out from my mouth since &lt;a href="http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/fast-learner.html"&gt;this experience&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck &amp;amp; Lets work hard together to make our parenting experience a terrific one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my beloved Lou Kong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to you for raising my voice towards you at times. I sincerely seek forgiveness from you. I’m sorry &amp;amp; I love you. *Looking into your eyes*&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will have time to read this post soon !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8095813902206218685?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8095813902206218685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8095813902206218685&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8095813902206218685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8095813902206218685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-u-shout-at-ur-spouse.html' title='Do U Shout at Ur Spouse?'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4846606188891336903</id><published>2008-04-25T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:41:56.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly'/><title type='text'>Am I pushing too hard?</title><content type='html'>Wah! Is like a knock on my head after reading this &lt;a href="http://montessorimum.com/?p=3384#comment-537476"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;... perhaps this is written for me... ;) Anyway, thanks for your sharing. This &lt;a href="http://montessorimum.com/"&gt;mummy&lt;/a&gt; is terrific/marvelous. I learn a lot from her without her knowing. Thanks &amp;amp; many thanks. You are just like my sifu (guru) in parenting. I am trying hard to turn my house to a Montessori home tooo…. But guess there’s still a long way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan just turn 4 last March. I don't know since when she can write, she can imitate quite well, I think she can imitate 70% of the Alpha both capital &amp;amp; small. Actually I don't know which alpha she can write as I don't track but my feeling is like she can write quite a lot. Xuan Xuan also can write from 0-7 of the numeric of cause sometimes she does mix it up, like 'b' write as 'd' for the numeric (the mirror effect kind of error) this happen to number 3 &amp;amp; 5. She picks up writing all by herself. I don't really sit down with her teaching her how to write, I don't have the patience, sadly to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started her with writing her name (Xuan) only, when she was 3.5yo (I think) and that also upon her request. She always wants to write her name on whatever scribbles that are done by her. To me, Xuan's progress is terrific as she's only 4 &amp;amp; she can do so much. That is the main reason why I don't do serious homework with her. No question, me too is for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;kid learn best through play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... tapi recently, I found Xuan is very lacking, she always want me to do craft with her. I hardly see her scribbles on alpha or numbers, but more on Monster drawing, will blog abt it soon. Worse is when I asked her whether is there any homework, she will straight away say “&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” or “&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you please check on my beg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?”. I was like “HAR???” *scratching on my head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started her with the 'homework concept' because I want to plant the seed of &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'homework=her own responsibility&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' in her. I don't want to be like my own mom, every time has to take the rotan out to discipline her child for homework (that’s me), that one can really vomit blood, mannnn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan preschool is one of those ‘relax’ type. Even after 4 months of schooling, she only has 1 or most 2 pages of homework to do over the weekend. During weekday, no homework at all. I started Xuan with 'homework’ in the hope that she can be more responsible on her own work, of cause I don't expect perfect writing over the homework, but sometimes I purposely erase some of her work &amp;amp; make her redo.. Be it in school life, work life, we can't escape from rework/redo. That's the fact of life. This is because I want her to be ready with the ‘redo’ situation. If you have to rework, you have to rework, and please do to it with an open heart, and don’t blame. If you really don't want to redo, just do it right the first time, is just that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Parenting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most difficult subject in my entire 32 years of life. Parenting is not all about growing an academic excellence child but is about growing a child who is equipped with good etiquette/moral/personality and whatever surviving skills that you can think of in order to survive in this increasingly challenging world. I would believe that you have the same thought as mine??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4846606188891336903?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4846606188891336903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4846606188891336903&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4846606188891336903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4846606188891336903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/am-i-pushing-too-hard.html' title='Am I pushing too hard?'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4716301757344982286</id><published>2008-04-23T14:46:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:58:51.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly'/><title type='text'>A wonderful evening...</title><content type='html'>Wondering why my evening so special??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For the first time ever, my 2 girls are serious in doing their so called ‘homework’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7bfrrNwLI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w_QXD5XAnvc/s1600-h/xuan+wen+homework.JPG"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7bfrrNwLI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w_QXD5XAnvc/s1600-h/xuan+wen+homework.JPG"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7bfrrNwLI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w_QXD5XAnvc/s1600-h/xuan+wen+homework.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192328757751169202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7bfrrNwLI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w_QXD5XAnvc/s400/xuan+wen+homework.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 4th month going to 5th month since my Xuan Xuan first joining pre-school. Every time when I asked her what she learnt from school, she always told me that she can’t remember or she will give me a blank look. Maybe she is too young to describe the happening in school or simply there isn’t any things learn or she already knows / advance on what the teacher taught her. For the best of a mother’s wish, I just hope that it is the last reason that she already knows the subject well and that’s why there isn’t any new thing learnt from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading some of your posts, I strongly feel that informal education from home is much more important in developing my children. Even though I’m late in starting my girls with formal A, B, C but I think is better than never, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Work and No Play Makes Jack a Dull Boy, in my case is like All play and too little work make Xuan &amp;amp; Wen a lazy girl. I’m not exaggerating. It has been many many times I try to start Xuan Xuan with some simple writing, she always has excuses, “I’m tired”, “Tomorrow lah”, “ I want to do something else” etc etc ….&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why yesterday is so special to me, because she managed to finish the whole page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a look! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192329595269791938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7cQbrNwMI/AAAAAAAAAgU/kfYz6XalsW4/s320/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7cQbrNwMI/AAAAAAAAAgU/kfYz6XalsW4/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You may think is simple but to me, is already a great achievement! Sometimes I wonder and I worry that I might have set an expectation which is below average and this in turn might indirectly slow down Xuan’s learning curve (Because too lay back). I don’t know, perhaps you might want to share with me, what should a 4yo kid mastering at. Reading simple words instead of A-Z? Writing A-Z capital and small letters? Number from 1-10 &amp;amp; able to master the writing as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how my Xuan Xuan serious about doing her 'home work'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7f7LrNwPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6wuCwz3Ztgk/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192333628244082930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7f7LrNwPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6wuCwz3Ztgk/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m very, extremely, exceptionally, remarkably, amazingly (or any other words that you can think of) proud of my Wen Wen’s masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not to say this is the first time she’s holding color pencils but this is the first time ever she’s able to color so much of a picture. Normally she will only color a small patch and that’s consider done to her, as she always complaint that she’s tire. Maybe she is not ready to hold pencil? I don’t know. Wen Wen is almost 2 1/2 yo.&lt;br /&gt;Have a look at how serious she is creating her masterpiece…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7hLrrNwQI/AAAAAAAAAg0/_bvGZoUVuAU/s1600-h/wen+color.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192335011223552258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7hLrrNwQI/AAAAAAAAAg0/_bvGZoUVuAU/s400/wen+color.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look perhaps…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7hbbrNwRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1upOA5_QdHQ/s1600-h/wen+color2(potrit).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192335281806491922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7hbbrNwRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1upOA5_QdHQ/s400/wen+color2(potrit).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the final version &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7ll7rNwVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/J5J3o-3rUSo/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192339860241629522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7ll7rNwVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/J5J3o-3rUSo/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that makes me feel like I’m floating in the air flapping my wings and flying like an angel. (Please allow me to dream &amp;amp; drunk with my Wen Wen’s achievement.) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Am I tooo easy to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When Xuan Xuan was 3 years old she produced &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7mPrrNwWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ig9sC2c8bBg/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192340577501167970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7mPrrNwWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ig9sC2c8bBg/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7j0rrNwUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/vjE54-2687s/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192337914621444418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7j0rrNwUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/vjE54-2687s/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was already like WAO!!! Wen Wen is only 2 1/2, of cause I feel like I can fly without wings lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love to see intimate and attached relationship between daddy &amp;amp; the girls.&lt;br /&gt;After hard work (even though is nothing hard to us), my 2 girls are now having some fun with their daddy…&lt;br /&gt;Guess what there are doing??&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7mdbrNwXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pfnsmzlGloQ/s1600-h/compfun1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192340813724369266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7mdbrNwXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pfnsmzlGloQ/s400/compfun1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! Yup! Yup! They are playing computer games! How serious they were playing the games!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7nIrrNwYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/3bPsTpbOuMs/s1600-h/xuan+comp+fun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192341556753711490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7nIrrNwYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/3bPsTpbOuMs/s400/xuan+comp+fun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This definitely is not my idea as I don’t really like to expose my girls to electronic screen too frequent as I don’t wanna see my girls with spec. You won’t believe that almost everyday they will have &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at least an hour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on TV with their favorite VCDs. Anyway, just open 1 eye close 1 eye lor... then I will be happier!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful evening!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4716301757344982286?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4716301757344982286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4716301757344982286&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4716301757344982286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4716301757344982286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/wonderful-evening.html' title='A wonderful evening...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SA7bfrrNwLI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w_QXD5XAnvc/s72-c/xuan+wen+homework.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-9078444232324343649</id><published>2008-04-18T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:04:49.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly'/><title type='text'>A dedication to my dear friend...</title><content type='html'>A dedication to my friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any heart to work after reading &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/?p=1733#comments"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Don’t know what to say, just hope that she’s doing fine and also she has all the strength to hold it till the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message to my dearest friend:&lt;br /&gt;1. Be strong&lt;br /&gt;2. Be brave&lt;br /&gt;3. Be patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish to you:&lt;br /&gt;1. I hope, I wish and I pray that your daughter’s &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/?p=1732"&gt;eye examination report &lt;/a&gt;is not right and not accurate.&lt;br /&gt;2. I hope, I wish and I pray that whatever that happens to your girl is nothing to do with genetic disease or disorder.&lt;br /&gt;3. I hope, I wish and I pray that your twins will be healthy and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best &amp; Warmest regards&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-9078444232324343649?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/9078444232324343649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=9078444232324343649&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/9078444232324343649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/9078444232324343649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/dedication-to-my-dear-friend.html' title='A dedication to my dear friend...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8825166717960569810</id><published>2008-04-18T08:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:52:48.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft Collection'/><title type='text'>I'm on duty again tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Is fast, Is quick, my turn again on duty this Saturday for the craft session. I have prepared something simple for the kids to have fun this coming Saturday. I have cut some alphabets and some shapes out using color paper. Each kid will be given the alphabets that will make up their name. Our kids need to glue those alphabets on a black construction paper. Then they will glue on some nice shapes &amp; is done! Have a look…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAfx-ReRL-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/j0yd4IxHIus/s1600-h/Picture+532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAfx-ReRL-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/j0yd4IxHIus/s320/Picture+532.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190383147712327650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Material &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAgkVBeRMCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tpjm5mWtIiA/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAgkVBeRMCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tpjm5mWtIiA/s400/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190438514135740450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constructing their names using Alphabets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAgkVheRMDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Nb2qHTtHIIE/s1600-h/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAgkVheRMDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Nb2qHTtHIIE/s400/d.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190438522725675058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorating the craft by sticking some shapes onto the black construction paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAfx_BeRL_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/Hnlz24bAuSw/s1600-h/Picture+557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAfx_BeRL_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/Hnlz24bAuSw/s320/Picture+557.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190383160597229554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would believe this is another fun way introducing younger toddlers A,B,C…&lt;br /&gt;You can only cut &lt;strong&gt;an alphabet &lt;/strong&gt;but many pieces in different colors for toddlers to stick so that they can recognize the alpha while sticking it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side track…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAg7txeRMEI/AAAAAAAAAfk/9FpiulDEh8M/s1600-h/glue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAg7txeRMEI/AAAAAAAAAfk/9FpiulDEh8M/s400/glue.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190464228104941634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing Wen Wen how the glue flowing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAg7txeRMFI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Sd4w5g0z0So/s1600-h/explore+glue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAg7txeRMFI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Sd4w5g0z0So/s400/explore+glue.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190464228104941650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how my Wen Wen exploring the glue, when the glue is not coming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAg7uBeRMGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OzaGZcI-KmI/s1600-h/on+her+own.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAg7uBeRMGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OzaGZcI-KmI/s400/on+her+own.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190464232399908962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan is on her own completely for this simple craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAhE3BeRMII/AAAAAAAAAgE/J679OEqCkkk/s1600-h/xuan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAhE3BeRMII/AAAAAAAAAgE/J679OEqCkkk/s400/xuan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190474282623381634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan is using White crayon to draw some circles on her masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAg7uReRMHI/AAAAAAAAAf8/LnXmVMhelE0/s1600-h/wen+satis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAg7uReRMHI/AAAAAAAAAf8/LnXmVMhelE0/s400/wen+satis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190464236694876274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen Wen with her satisfying look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8825166717960569810?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8825166717960569810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8825166717960569810&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8825166717960569810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8825166717960569810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-on-duty-again-tomorrow.html' title='I&apos;m on duty again tomorrow'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/SAfx-ReRL-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/j0yd4IxHIus/s72-c/Picture+532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-1786656470887707437</id><published>2008-04-17T10:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T10:31:43.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Issues'/><title type='text'>Current Issue - 16/4/08</title><content type='html'>Normally I only joint down my feeling, my stories, my family’s stories…. I believe I need to write some post on current issues for my 2 girls to know what’s going on…during their mummy’s time… If our current issues are not resolved, I’m sure it will imply on our next generation’s life in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t really remember exactly since when I pay attention to food crisis that is worsening nowadays… It all started with a news reported that there are shortage in supply for milk powder in China &amp; Hong Kong not long ago, probably last month? That time, I was like – nothing to do with me cause my 2 girls can still live without milk. Recently I heard news over the radio saying that there is insufficient rice/padi storage in Philipines, Thailand, Vietnam etc (mostly those padi exporting countries) mainly due to climate change. Aha…this is more relevant to me, how do we Asian live without rice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, there was also news from UN Secretary-General Mr Ban Ki Moon, seeking ways to raise fund in order to help the poorest countries. If I understand correctly, it sounds like even though the gap between the rich and the poor have been minimize, it doesn’t mean that the poor is getting any better. This is due to the recent steep rise in food prices. My thought was: What? Again about food shortage!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above news really knock me on my head yesterday, is all related to insufficient of food supply &amp; lead to food price increase over the past few years. The main reason is all back to the climate change. Now we not only need to deal with increase price in petrol, we need to also face the problem of food crisis. Maybe we are lucky to live in Malaysia, because we do not expose to major climate change. Even though we are not badly affected by the reduction of crops, but I’m sure thousands of million out there are starving &amp; struggling to get the basic food to survive each day. (Thanks God, that we are being blessed with sufficient food and please help those who need Your help too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this Chinese Saying “Shui Zhi Pan Zong Can, Li Li Jie Xin Ku” – meaning, who will appreciate the effort that have put in in each &amp; everyone of the rice that served on your plate &lt;br /&gt;This is to remind that we shouldn’t waste any of the food. So the next round when you are ordering fried rice or chicken rice or mixed rice, try to request for a reduce potion (if you are a small eater) so that there wouldn’t be anything left behind…&lt;br /&gt;Please also do our little part to conserve the world. I’m sure you know what I mean – those recycling, reduce air-con usage and blah blah blah….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-1786656470887707437?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1786656470887707437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=1786656470887707437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1786656470887707437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1786656470887707437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/current-issue-16408.html' title='Current Issue - 16/4/08'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-1361660700359930038</id><published>2008-04-10T09:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:18:58.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>When I was still a fetus...</title><content type='html'>Normally after I send my Wen Wen to my parents’ house, I will go back to my bedroom to attend to my growing Xuan Xuan. No exception this morning. I still enjoy a lot cradling my Xuan Xuan even though she’s already 4yo. Our conversation begins…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: "&lt;strong&gt;Mummy must carry you in my arms before you grow too big for me to carry&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;em&gt;(I carry Xuan Xuan while sitting on the bed. Her ears are very close to my heart and she feels my heart beat.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: "&lt;strong&gt;Mummy, why I hear the ‘dup dup dup dup’ one??&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: "&lt;strong&gt;That’s mummy’s heart beat ma… everyone will have to have the heart beat unless the person die. So heart beat is very important, one can’t live without it. Last time when you were still in mummy’s tummy, you hear it day &amp; night…do you still remember? And you love it!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Xuan Xuan getting very excited &amp; asked further.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: "&lt;strong&gt;Really? Then, mummy,how I sleep inside your tummy har?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: "&lt;strong&gt;Oooo… Let mummy show you. Off mummy lap first.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: "&lt;strong&gt;When mummy sleep on my right, you also sleep on your right and curl like this.&lt;/strong&gt;"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I lie down and sleep on my right side then I curl my body,especially my legs. Then I change my position to sleeping on my left, and curl my body.)&lt;/em&gt;Mummy: "&lt;strong&gt;When mummy sleep like this, you also sleep like this. Sometimes when mummy stand and sit and walk you will sleep like this.&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;em&gt;(Showing her the upright position with eyes close.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: "&lt;strong&gt;Then what toys was I playing when I’m in your tummy?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: "&lt;strong&gt;Hah! You always love playing mummy’s stomach, mummy’s heart, mummy’s lap, mummy’s lung and sometimes you suck your fingers. Your most favorite toy was the ‘rope’ that link your belly button to my belly button.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: "&lt;strong&gt;Har… how I play?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: "&lt;strong&gt;Is time to brush you teeth now, else we will be late, I will tell you more when I’m back from work, ok?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly drag her out from the bed and we both started our routine for the day!!! &lt;br /&gt;:0)  :0)   :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-1361660700359930038?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1361660700359930038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=1361660700359930038&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1361660700359930038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1361660700359930038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-i-was-stll-fetus.html' title='When I was still a fetus...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-1759047048789975044</id><published>2008-04-08T14:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T14:43:37.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft Collection'/><title type='text'>Ting! Ting! Craft Time</title><content type='html'>30/3/08            (Sunday – Late late evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could have some rest after clearing up, no, no, no, I’m absolutely wrong!&lt;br /&gt;My 2 girls started to chant again “mummy, mummy, mummy, mummy”. The only way to stop the chanting is to make them busy…So we ended up this way…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a simple house, trees &amp; train on an A4 paper. Then I cut some rectangles, triangles &amp; circles from color paper. Xuan Xuan &amp; Wen Wen’s job is to stick those shapes on the A4 paper in order to construct the house, trees &amp; train. Yes, is that simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how Wen Wen glues those shapes on the A4 paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sPeG4_OUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/NEWk82IpoL8/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sPeG4_OUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/NEWk82IpoL8/s400/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186756405767387458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she started to draw the trunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sSfm4_OVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PmKDqS9prac/s1600-h/Picture+426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sSfm4_OVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PmKDqS9prac/s320/Picture+426.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186759730072074578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew the railway for her, and noticed that the wheel missing… and I started to cut some circles for the wheel and she’s now glue the wheel on… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sSf24_OWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/rcQGbVrffTk/s1600-h/Picture+427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sSf24_OWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/rcQGbVrffTk/s320/Picture+427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186759734367041890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then noticed there aren’t any windows and doors in the house, and I cut some more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ops… how can I do without my birthday girl… These are the photos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sTOW4_OYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/9wlem0lEB8I/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sTOW4_OYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/9wlem0lEB8I/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186760533230958978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sticking all shapes, she drew a smiley sun &amp; herself in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sTDm4_OXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/iGYmnQ5hMzw/s1600-h/Picture+429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sTDm4_OXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/iGYmnQ5hMzw/s320/Picture+429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186760348547365234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! How satisfy she is with her artwork!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sTQG4_OZI/AAAAAAAAAec/nB4Fh_rYaZw/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sTQG4_OZI/AAAAAAAAAec/nB4Fh_rYaZw/s400/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186760563295730066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you will know which artwork belongs to Xuan and which belongs to Wen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sT5G4_OaI/AAAAAAAAAek/HYliTeftz-M/s1600-h/Picture+434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sT5G4_OaI/AAAAAAAAAek/HYliTeftz-M/s320/Picture+434.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186761267670366626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sT5W4_ObI/AAAAAAAAAes/q6oPWAPUkXw/s1600-h/Picture+435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sT5W4_ObI/AAAAAAAAAes/q6oPWAPUkXw/s320/Picture+435.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186761271965333938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely right, the one with smiley sun &amp; an alien girl belongs to Xuan Xuan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-1759047048789975044?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1759047048789975044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=1759047048789975044&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1759047048789975044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1759047048789975044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/ting-ting-craft-time.html' title='Ting! Ting! Craft Time'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_sPeG4_OUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/NEWk82IpoL8/s72-c/a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-473786795239313280</id><published>2008-04-08T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T11:44:13.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>What's next after the birthday celebration??</title><content type='html'>30/3/2008           (Sunday-Late evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s Xuan Xuan up to after her simple but warmth birthday celebration??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I’m busy clearing up the mess, daddy manage to capture this without Xuan Xuan’s realizing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rpiW4_OQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/tB32aMVj5HY/s1600-h/a1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rpiW4_OQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/tB32aMVj5HY/s400/a1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186714697339975938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is decorating herself with all her soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rpim4_ORI/AAAAAAAAAdc/gOpddp7ok24/s1600-h/a2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rpim4_ORI/AAAAAAAAAdc/gOpddp7ok24/s400/a2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186714701634943250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is checking on her effort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rpim4_OSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9WApRQzp_-4/s1600-h/a3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rpim4_OSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9WApRQzp_-4/s400/a3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186714701634943266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The minute she aware that daddy is snapping her photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rpi24_OTI/AAAAAAAAAds/mEMZHOUwJZo/s1600-h/a4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rpi24_OTI/AAAAAAAAAds/mEMZHOUwJZo/s400/a4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186714705929910578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's a closeup on her...&lt;br /&gt;Lovely! Lovely... *Rolling eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-473786795239313280?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/473786795239313280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=473786795239313280&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/473786795239313280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/473786795239313280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-next-after-birthday-celebration.html' title='What&apos;s next after the birthday celebration??'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rpiW4_OQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/tB32aMVj5HY/s72-c/a1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-3948419063978784480</id><published>2008-04-08T11:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T11:24:23.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan is officially 4!!!!</title><content type='html'>30/3/08                  (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Xuan Xuan is officially 4 today! 4 years back, she’s still a baby and now she’s already a pretty toddler! Sometimes she makes me laugh and of course other time she upset me. I choose not to remember those sickly moments and opt to only remember those happy moments with her. I still remember how happy I was when I first become a mother. When I first hold her in my arms…When I first fed her, when I first saw her smiled, babbled, crawled, sit, walked, talked, her first tooth grew! All first! How wonderful for being a mother…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, I remember my mother too! I finally have a taste of sweet and bitter of motherhood. I finally able to feel how much effort that my parents had put in, in raising me up! Even though I know I couldn’t say enough ‘thank you’ to them, I still want to say “Thank you, daddy &amp; mummy &amp; I love both of you very much.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t have a great &amp; fabulous birthday party, but we had a warmth &amp; lovely celebration. I always believe, a picture says a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rjTm4_OLI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8aGMkZCQS3M/s1600-h/Picture+386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rjTm4_OLI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8aGMkZCQS3M/s320/Picture+386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186707846867138738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A birthday cake that can’t do without…of Xuan’s choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rkV24_ONI/AAAAAAAAAc8/C-T5QgDMwCQ/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rkV24_ONI/AAAAAAAAAc8/C-T5QgDMwCQ/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186708985033472210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 2 happy girls who are excited about the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rjT24_OMI/AAAAAAAAAc0/k9kY8lDyrc0/s1600-h/Picture+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rjT24_OMI/AAAAAAAAAc0/k9kY8lDyrc0/s320/Picture+392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186707851162106050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my Xuan Xuan growing healthily &amp; happily.&lt;br /&gt;May she have all the strength to deal with the challenges.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, May she have all the blessings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rklm4_OPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kj5kdcIuH7c/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rklm4_OPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kj5kdcIuH7c/s400/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186709255616411890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are having some fun after the birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rkWG4_OOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/bXop5h1vp7Q/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rkWG4_OOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/bXop5h1vp7Q/s400/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186708989328439522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s my chicky Xuan Xuan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-3948419063978784480?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3948419063978784480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=3948419063978784480&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3948419063978784480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3948419063978784480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/xuan-xuan-is-officially-4.html' title='Xuan Xuan is officially 4!!!!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rjTm4_OLI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8aGMkZCQS3M/s72-c/Picture+386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-5633650880488502112</id><published>2008-04-07T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:42:44.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Hard Resignation</title><content type='html'>7/4/08   (Monday)                        Sunny Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a hard day for me… as I need to tender my resignation. This is the hardest resignation ever! Why??? That’s because I don’t really have a strong reason to resign. All these while when I opt to resign, I always have a very strong reason behind it. Is either for better career opportunity or the working place sucks!!! This time round is really different. My current company is a heavenly working place that I have longed dreamt of! So there isn’t any push factor that leads me to the decision (of cause, sometimes there are still nuts here and there which I need to swallow, but I think is still bearable!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m soon going back to call centre environment that I am so used to as before, but there isn’t really a fantastic package to pull me over to working with this new company without thinking. That is why until now, even I have tender my resignation, I still ask myself whether this is the right decision that I have made. I don’t know. I really don’t have an answer for it. One thing for sure, I can only pray to Almighty God that only He can lead me to the right and best direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-5633650880488502112?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5633650880488502112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=5633650880488502112&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5633650880488502112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5633650880488502112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/hard-resignation.html' title='Hard Resignation'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8039737234971128566</id><published>2008-04-07T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T10:26:04.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Oh... My Xuan Xuan (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>4/4/08     (Friday)                       (Rain in the evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, Xuan didn’t have homework this weekend so… have to wait a little longer to see whether she can really manage the homework by herself before I reach home… *mummy, be patient*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, about the ‘very pretty thing’ that Xuan wanted to show me. Is just a simple craft using paper plate… Forget to bring my camera… will upload the photo tomorrow. Kids are kids, very easy to satisfy! How I wish I could still have that young little innocent heart to be happy with whatever I am having!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised... this is the 'nice thing' that Xuan wanted to show me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rXqm4_OKI/AAAAAAAAAck/H3eyenr4KEM/s1600-h/Picture+516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rXqm4_OKI/AAAAAAAAAck/H3eyenr4KEM/s320/Picture+516.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186695047864596642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8039737234971128566?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8039737234971128566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8039737234971128566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8039737234971128566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8039737234971128566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/4408-friday-rain-in-evening-went-back.html' title='Oh... My Xuan Xuan (Part 3)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_rXqm4_OKI/AAAAAAAAAck/H3eyenr4KEM/s72-c/Picture+516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-772573060138655531</id><published>2008-04-04T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T12:56:12.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Oh... My Xuan Xuan (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>4/4/08     (Friday)                       (Still Sunny Day up to 12noon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Guess what! Yesterday went back, my Xuan really didn’t finish her homework and waiting for me… After giving her the bible talk… she said she will finish her homework in the future and when I am back from work, we have craft session during the night…. Wahhhhh… seems like busier preparing craft than just accompany Xuan doing her peanut homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I called her to check whether she got homework or not, she said ‘No’ but she said she will check again and finish it before I go home. She also told me that she has something very nice for me to see. Can’t wait to go back home!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune for tonight's craft...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-772573060138655531?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/772573060138655531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=772573060138655531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/772573060138655531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/772573060138655531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my-xuan-xuan-part-2.html' title='Oh... My Xuan Xuan (Part 2)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4927819217226100712</id><published>2008-04-03T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:14:13.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Oh... My Xuan Xuan</title><content type='html'>3/4/08 (Thursday)            Sunny but not a hot day (morning+afternoon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week seems soooo fast… wondering why??? Because my bosses not around… the whole week I’m able to logon to internet, to update my blog, to read your interesting post, to read some news, to chat…etc… so much fun! So much freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally I will call Xuan Xuan from office to check out how’s her day in school. There isn’t any exception this afternoon. Below is our telephone conversation:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Xuan Xuan, how’s your school today?&lt;br /&gt;Xuan: Great! I finished my water today.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Good! So, today got homework or not?&lt;br /&gt;Xuan: Got, got two. &lt;br /&gt;Mummy: What is it?&lt;br /&gt;Xuan: One is to write capital ‘D’ and the other is small ‘j’.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Ok, please do your homework now.&lt;br /&gt;Xuan: No lah, I wait till you come back only I do.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Har?? Why??&lt;br /&gt;Xuan: Because I want mummy sit besides me then only I do.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: ….. (Slap head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally there isn’t any homework from this pre-school. So I also don’t really bother about her homework…coz the main reason I send Xuan to preschool is to let her mix around so that she is more sociable. Until this morning, I read on a mother’s blog… I got freak-out! So much homework from pre-school… Not that I’m kiasu but if I don’t train Xuan from now, she might not be able to finish off her homework when she goes to primary school!! If I ever work late, how on earth I can have enough time to finish off the homework with her??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained the above to Xuan… Will see whether she has finished off her homework or still waiting for me to guide her to do her homework this late evening…. Will see! Will see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4927819217226100712?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4927819217226100712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4927819217226100712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4927819217226100712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4927819217226100712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my-xuan-xuan.html' title='Oh... My Xuan Xuan'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4343000736264220106</id><published>2008-04-03T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T15:29:15.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>I treasure all these moments...</title><content type='html'>2/4/08          (Wednesday)                 Heavy rain in the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long hectic traffic jam from office back to home, finally I’m in my home sweet home again at around 7pm. This evening, I don’t have to feed my 2 girls as I usually do since they have been fed. I am so thankful to my sister (Fen). That is not all, the best thing come later which I get to know that my sis is going to bring my 2 girls to Carrefour. Yo Yo Yo!!! That means I can have some private time without my girls around!! (Even though is only 2-3 hours, I am more than happy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband reached home around 8pm. After dinner &amp; shower, at about 9pm, we both finally able to sit down &amp; watch TV without any interruption! Wow!! Such a normal routine for you currently become a special event for us. What a joke! Frankly, I feel like it has been ages that I don’t have private time with my husb watching any of the TV show. No special show on TV this evening. Somehow or rather is like so warmth &amp; romantic that me &amp; husband can hug each other again even watching this boring show….Really funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the first event that warmth me so much. This is the second one:-&lt;br /&gt;My 2 girls reached home about 9.45pm. I cleaned them up a bit, put on pajamas for them and we were ready to bed. Daddy made 2 bottles of milk for the girls. Normally Wen Wen finish faster than Xuan Xuan and I have to help Wen Wen put her bottle on the dressing table for daddy to wash. Not that I want to spoil Wen Wen, just that she is too scare to walk alone to the dressing table since CNY (been scared very frequently by those stupid loud ‘bomb’ from fire crackers). Plus these days, lots of thunders rumble… needless to say, whenever rainy day, she will curl herself up like a prawn and want people to hug/carry her, she feels more secure that way. Sometimes, Wen Wen will wait till Xuan Xuan put her bottle on the dressing table then Wen Wen will tag along &amp; hold Xuan Xuan’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the story. Tonight, Xuan Xuan finished her milk first, and she put her bottle on the dressing table. Then, she stands besides the dressing table for quite a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Why are you standing there (near the dressing table)?&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: I wait for Wen Wen ma… Later she will say she scare thunder rumble! &lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Wen Wen, you see lah, you always bully Jie Jie, and Jie Jie still love you so much and take good care of you, so please please please don’t bully jie jie anymore, can or not?&lt;br /&gt;Wen Wen: O (meaning ok - that’s what she normally answer)&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Xuan Xuan is good girl, Xuan Xuan know how to take care of Mei Mei, mummy very happy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give Xuan Xuan a good night kiss. Xuan Xuan is extremely pleased with the compliment. Of course how can my Wen Wen have no kiss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure every mother will be happy and please to see her children love &amp; take good care of each others!! What a treasure in motherhood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4343000736264220106?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4343000736264220106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4343000736264220106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4343000736264220106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4343000736264220106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-treasure-all-these-moments.html' title='I treasure all these moments...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-133043891452191025</id><published>2008-03-31T16:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:49:32.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft Collection'/><title type='text'>Sunflower Craft</title><content type='html'>24/3/08               (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a terrible gastric last Friday 21/3/08. Due to that we skipped 22/3/08 playgroup! I feel so bad that because of me not being well; my 2 lovely girls have to stay at home… so this is the repay for them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunflower Craft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Chk24_OBI/AAAAAAAAAbc/jQkE3q1vcO8/s1600-h/Picture+361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Chk24_OBI/AAAAAAAAAbc/jQkE3q1vcO8/s320/Picture+361.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183820825685342226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is:-&lt;br /&gt;1. Pumpkin seed&lt;br /&gt;2. Red bean&lt;br /&gt;3. Black construction paper&lt;br /&gt;4. A4 Paper&lt;br /&gt;5. Scissors&lt;br /&gt;6. Glue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, cut a flower/leaves shape on the black construction paper as shown in the above photo.&lt;br /&gt;Then, glue the black construction paper on the A4 paper (white), and you will get this:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Chlm4_OCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/KPcQip-gGEQ/s1600-h/Picture+364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Chlm4_OCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/KPcQip-gGEQ/s320/Picture+364.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183820838570244130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, glue the red beans in the centre of the sunflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_ChmG4_ODI/AAAAAAAAAbs/0RUcfYZgQDs/s1600-h/Picture+365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_ChmG4_ODI/AAAAAAAAAbs/0RUcfYZgQDs/s320/Picture+365.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183820847160178738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then glue those pumpkin seeds around those red beans (centre of sunflower) so that it will become the petals eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Chm24_OEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/8WoFIDw9R1Q/s1600-h/Picture+369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Chm24_OEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/8WoFIDw9R1Q/s320/Picture+369.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183820860045080642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can glue a second layer of pumpkin seeds around the first layer in order to make a bigger sunflower. (else one layer of pumpkin seeds already looks great)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_ChnW4_OFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Y9cSRvI69jE/s1600-h/Picture+372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_ChnW4_OFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Y9cSRvI69jE/s320/Picture+372.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183820868635015250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to the leaves, just glue those pumpkin seeds on the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Ci_24_OGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/LYuJ8G6mIV8/s1600-h/Picture+376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Ci_24_OGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/LYuJ8G6mIV8/s320/Picture+376.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183822389053438050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once done, color the leaves green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CjAW4_OHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/4A_ztO3rG3Y/s1600-h/Picture+380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CjAW4_OHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/4A_ztO3rG3Y/s320/Picture+380.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183822397643372658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have just completed a beautiful sunflower for your mama!!! Great job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CjA24_OII/AAAAAAAAAcU/ir15YR8zJMg/s1600-h/Picture+384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CjA24_OII/AAAAAAAAAcU/ir15YR8zJMg/s320/Picture+384.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183822406233307266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Wen Wen has no patient to complete this craft. This craft might look simple but it takes a lot of patience in sticking those little beans &amp; seeds on… Anyway, I’m proud that my Xuan Xuan completed this craft without much assistance but only instruction. Well Done Xuan Xuan!! I believe this will bring u a long way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, is time to look at how this mummy pampers her little Wen Wen… *really have to give this mummy a knock!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Clgm4_OJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/XgJ4jXrT1Ng/s1600-h/Picture+375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Clgm4_OJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/XgJ4jXrT1Ng/s320/Picture+375.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183825150717409426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-133043891452191025?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/133043891452191025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=133043891452191025&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/133043891452191025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/133043891452191025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/03/sunflower-craft.html' title='Sunflower Craft'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_Chk24_OBI/AAAAAAAAAbc/jQkE3q1vcO8/s72-c/Picture+361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-6921292257394676647</id><published>2008-03-31T14:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:19:59.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><title type='text'>Special Gift for Someone Special</title><content type='html'>20/3/08    Thursday (Public Holiday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes is a real headache to think of what gift to give for someone special. I am sure you would agree with me. Guess who is the special one this time round??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, is Xuan Xuan’s godmother (Kai Ma)-Erica. Is her birthday!! What to give! What to give! What to give!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thought, I decided to make my 2 girls hand-made this for their godmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CJMW4_N5I/AAAAAAAAAac/8CDbpRuw6G4/s1600-h/Picture+347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CJMW4_N5I/AAAAAAAAAac/8CDbpRuw6G4/s320/Picture+347.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183794016499480466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, there are a Glue tube, 6 different Color Crystal Straws and a Transparent Board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CJM24_N6I/AAAAAAAAAak/7Rr3PXxYzak/s1600-h/Picture+348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CJM24_N6I/AAAAAAAAAak/7Rr3PXxYzak/s320/Picture+348.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183794025089415074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite easy to made if your kids have the patience and you don’t mind them mess up your table &amp; floor with those little crystal beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied glue on the transparent board, and my 2 little angels picked up their favorite colored crystal straws and start pouring it out on the transparent board. Yes, is that simple! Have a look at the photos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKu24_N7I/AAAAAAAAAas/-g9ZhybJC6E/s1600-h/Picture+349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKu24_N7I/AAAAAAAAAas/-g9ZhybJC6E/s320/Picture+349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183795708716595122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKvm4_N8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/f5sfIuvIRJA/s1600-h/Picture+350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKvm4_N8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/f5sfIuvIRJA/s320/Picture+350.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183795721601497026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKv24_N9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/LhpX-PpLUhg/s1600-h/Picture+353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKv24_N9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/LhpX-PpLUhg/s320/Picture+353.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183795725896464338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKwG4_N-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/4O_XJsBKAh8/s1600-h/Picture+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKwG4_N-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/4O_XJsBKAh8/s320/Picture+354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183795730191431650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKwm4_N_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/QYR2JRReJgc/s1600-h/Picture+355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CKwm4_N_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/QYR2JRReJgc/s320/Picture+355.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183795738781366258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children got to have the patience... to slowly pour those crystals beads out on the small little transparent board. Is not really easy for small kids to do it, I would say…&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy that my 2 little angels learnt the patience, learnt to wait for their turn, improving their hand-eye coordination during the activity. Good activity &amp; great fun and most importantly - a meaningful gift (I think)!!! You might consider this the next round you have headache on choosing gift for someone special…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the final product – Not Bad huh!!! You can hang it near the window and it will shine like diamonds when sun shines through it – that’s what it says in its instruction…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CM1m4_OAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/VOw2cGLvR6o/s1600-h/Picture+356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CM1m4_OAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/VOw2cGLvR6o/s320/Picture+356.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183798023703967746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I decided to keep the messy part for myself :) ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-6921292257394676647?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6921292257394676647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=6921292257394676647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6921292257394676647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6921292257394676647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/03/special-gift-for-someone-special.html' title='Special Gift for Someone Special'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_CJMW4_N5I/AAAAAAAAAac/8CDbpRuw6G4/s72-c/Picture+347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8063154460233506832</id><published>2008-03-31T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T12:10:32.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special event'/><title type='text'>Thanks Erica!!!</title><content type='html'>1/3/08       Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself I must record this down so that my 2 girls know how loving their “Kai Ma” is and to remind them to take good care of their godmother “Kai Ma” when they grown up. Hopefully my 2 girls are capable to take good care of their parents as well as their “Kai Ye &amp; Kai Ma” when they grown up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this first Saturday of March, this friend of mine came back from Singapore. She rang me up in the evening saying that she &amp; her husband wanted to visit my family. Of course I welcome them with my open arms even though I’m not feeling well. I had terrible flu &amp; cough that time. It made thing worse when I accidentally overdosed myself with the little pink flu tablet. I slept almost the whole day until evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I organized myself a little before they reached. They came with these…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BjTW4_N0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/UeF5SYTW0E0/s1600-h/Picture+310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BjTW4_N0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/UeF5SYTW0E0/s320/Picture+310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183752355316709186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their Christmas presents!!! *Ya…ya…I know is late…but sometimes really no choice…if not I busy, then she busy, sometimes my kids busy, sometimes her husband busy… in short, time fly, that’s the only reason my 2 sweeties get their Christmas presents now, anyway they are happy * Thanks to my dear fren!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are kids…How excited they are unwrapping the presents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BjT24_N1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/mRcSofTWXz8/s1600-h/Picture+312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BjT24_N1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/mRcSofTWXz8/s320/Picture+312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183752363906643794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!! 2 lovely 100-pieces puzzle!!! Xuan Xuan &amp; Wen Wen love it very much coz is Disney cartoon characters – Mickey, Mini, Donald etc… very lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BjU24_N3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/D315qDxIfq4/s1600-h/Picture+314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BjU24_N3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/D315qDxIfq4/s320/Picture+314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183752381086513010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan &amp; Wen Wen started to mess up those pieces… and Xuan Xuan started doing it with little help from daddy. This is a great gift!! It creates family fun!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BjUW4_N2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/G0gdHpNYCyM/s1600-h/Picture+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BjUW4_N2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/G0gdHpNYCyM/s320/Picture+317.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183752372496578402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my Wen Wen is still too young to handle 100 pieces… Look at her satisfaction messing up those puzzles…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BkJG4_N4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/p1DXEOoA4Qw/s1600-h/Picture+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BkJG4_N4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/p1DXEOoA4Qw/s320/Picture+322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183753278734677890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Erica!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8063154460233506832?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8063154460233506832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8063154460233506832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8063154460233506832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8063154460233506832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanks-erica.html' title='Thanks Erica!!!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R_BjTW4_N0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/UeF5SYTW0E0/s72-c/Picture+310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4985076351553674016</id><published>2008-03-19T09:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T09:20:42.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft Collection'/><title type='text'>Simply Fun</title><content type='html'>My 2 bosses are in Shanghai today and tomorrow. This leaves me some time to check on my blog. It had been almost a month I didn’t update my blog… Wow! How can my time just slip off so easily without me realizing it. No! No! Cannot Be!! I must post some of my daughters’ life stories in here to capture down those beautiful memories for future reading pleasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/2/08 (Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most precious time of the day – Every evening from 8pm-10pm on all my working days!!! Why do I say so?? Because that is the time for me to be with my 2 little girls. We did a lot and we do a lot. We sing, we dance, we play, we read, we draw, we watch TV, we eat and.... this evening, we did a simple craft!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my husband for eating those pistachio nuts (leftover from CNY) lead to the birth of this craft. All you need is:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pistachio’s shell&lt;br /&gt;2. Glue&lt;br /&gt;3. Construction paper (Black color will be the perfect choice as it will have &lt;br /&gt;        the best contra color with white pistachio’s shell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look at the photo below : -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BoiGtcErI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_FJwW2r1C6A/s1600-h/Picture+297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BoiGtcErI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_FJwW2r1C6A/s320/Picture+297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179254506602107570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I don’t have to elaborate further on how this craft is being done, right?&lt;br /&gt;Any kids at any age can do it, is free flow creative kind of craft… you only need to glue those shell on the black construction paper, and it will end up very nice…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 girls are constructing some flowers pattern…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BpMGtcEsI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FKld-ICh1mM/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BpMGtcEsI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FKld-ICh1mM/s400/b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179255228156613314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a straight line looks great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-Bpg2tcEtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Gp-RoxjZm6k/s1600-h/Picture+303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-Bpg2tcEtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Gp-RoxjZm6k/s320/Picture+303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179255584638898898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help to elaborate a bit and … Tra-da …proudly present the final product…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BqOWtcEuI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qSF8tLyXBdo/s1600-h/Picture+305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BqOWtcEuI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qSF8tLyXBdo/s320/Picture+305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179256366322946786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BqOmtcEvI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-u_NvaSSPK8/s1600-h/Picture+304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BqOmtcEvI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-u_NvaSSPK8/s320/Picture+304.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179256370617914098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been on my cupboard till today…so no worry on those shell being fall off…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BqPGtcEwI/AAAAAAAAAZs/f9nPp9-NRP4/s1600-h/Picture+357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BqPGtcEwI/AAAAAAAAAZs/f9nPp9-NRP4/s320/Picture+357.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179256379207848706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4985076351553674016?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4985076351553674016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4985076351553674016&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4985076351553674016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4985076351553674016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/03/simply-fun.html' title='Simply Fun'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R-BoiGtcErI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_FJwW2r1C6A/s72-c/Picture+297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-6693194478889495864</id><published>2008-02-27T13:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T13:16:29.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wen Wen'/><title type='text'>Mama "shiok sendiri" again...</title><content type='html'>Today I am in complete good mood as my boss is not around…. Yahooooo!!! Finally I have time to write…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something light…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8Tx8K07Q3I/AAAAAAAAAYs/pbFqT9YVz8c/s1600-h/k.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8Tx8K07Q3I/AAAAAAAAAYs/pbFqT9YVz8c/s200/k.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171524288128959346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my girls like to play with their wooden blocks whenever they feel like they want to… I enjoy seeing their build up… very creative &amp; some of them are really nice…&lt;br /&gt;We had this set since August 2007…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8Tw_a07Q1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/A-9nCd8FlA4/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8Tw_a07Q1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/A-9nCd8FlA4/s400/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171523244451906386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collected these over time… All designs originated from Xuan Xuan… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8TyDq07Q4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LoYfZ3Mr98o/s1600-h/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8TyDq07Q4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/LoYfZ3Mr98o/s400/c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171524416977978242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ahem…All Rights Reserved*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More from Xuan Xuan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8Tweq07QzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/UeZvAPZzHoA/s1600-h/i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8Tweq07QzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/UeZvAPZzHoA/s400/i.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171522681811190578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These simplier versions are from Wen Wen…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8Tweq07Q0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/5MgmRBkEcRc/s1600-h/g.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8Tweq07Q0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/5MgmRBkEcRc/s400/g.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171522681811190594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn’t believe it…sometimes my 2 girls will request me or my husband to snap photo for them if they feel that they have “construct” a nice “building”… that’s the reason we can see the above photos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are satisfy playing those wooden blocks, they are even more “shiok” when they destroy it end of the session before keeping it back into its box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another way to keep them busy… and I am free to do whatever I like!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-6693194478889495864?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6693194478889495864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=6693194478889495864&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6693194478889495864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6693194478889495864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/02/mama-shiok-sendiri-again.html' title='Mama &quot;shiok sendiri&quot; again...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8Tx8K07Q3I/AAAAAAAAAYs/pbFqT9YVz8c/s72-c/k.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-7023632712752062119</id><published>2008-02-26T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T09:13:38.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Quick Updates</title><content type='html'>I would like to say ‘thank you’ for being my sincere friends. Even though you don’t leave me any comments but you do read my stories. Few of my friends called me up these few days to check on my Xuan Xuan’s condition after reading my post. My little fragile heart has been touched by your warmest regards. Really though… Thanks Thanks Thanks for being my friend… Sometimes a short call or even a short message will keep the relationship going far…agree?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alright! Just a quick updates! After that Monday, Xuan Xuan ‘ponteng’ again last Thursday also!! That’s because of the ‘Chap Goh Mei’! No one free to send her to school, what a lousy excuses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I send her to school last Friday… so far so good… I’m very grateful to one of the 6-yr-old girl, her name is Yee Teng. She is very very sweet. Since last Monday, she already started to take care of my Xuan Xuan. She holds her hands, bring her everywhere, she talk to her, the way Yee Teng treat Xuan Xuan is just like taking care of a little sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8YIoq07Q5I/AAAAAAAAAY8/zX2JKRvOzJ8/s1600-h/Picture+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8YIoq07Q5I/AAAAAAAAAY8/zX2JKRvOzJ8/s320/Picture+287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171830716865659794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of her also, Xuan Xuan started to love school. Yee Teng makes my work so much easier… no need to force Xuan Xuan to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I send Xuan Xuan to school, I started to look for this sweet girl, but she was not seen. I passed Xuan Xuan to one of the assistance (an old aunty who helps out in the kindergarten). Xuan Xuan is very attached to her, I don’t know why… so yesterday done! This morning, I did the same…. I was looking for Yee Teng… can you believe it, I depends on this little girl to take care of my Xuan Xuan… OMG!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure whether my mind working properly or not! I pass Xuan Xuan to Yee Teng because I hope and I wish and I pray that one day Xuan Xuan will be like Yee Teng take care of the juniorsss…be more sociable and have more friends. I really want Xuan Xuan to mingle around, I don’t really care whether she can read or write at her young age (of coz if she can really read &amp; write at her young age, I would be pleased &amp; laugh out loud through my sleep!!!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think teacher or this little girl can do a better job in terms of turning my timid &amp; shy Xuan Xuan to be a brave &amp; out going girl? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, come back to this morning…. When I handed my Xuan Xuan to Yee Teng, she called Xuan Xuan “baby”… so sweet! Then Xuan Xuan gave her a lollipop, happily this girl accepted it… kids are kids, so easy to satisfy &amp; happy. In fact this morning Xuan Xuan was the one requested to bring some sweets for her good friends. Before I left, I reminded her to give those sweets away to her friends. Hhmmm…. Will see…will see…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-7023632712752062119?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7023632712752062119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=7023632712752062119&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7023632712752062119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7023632712752062119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/02/quite-updates.html' title='Quick Updates'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R8YIoq07Q5I/AAAAAAAAAY8/zX2JKRvOzJ8/s72-c/Picture+287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4982646982462691308</id><published>2008-02-18T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:01:10.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan "ponteng" class today!!!</title><content type='html'>I’m extremely bad mood now! This morning, Xuan Xuan refused to go to school &amp; yes she did skip school today. Not that I agree for her to skip school, that’s the whole darn thing that makes me upset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frustration begins…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning, Xuan Xuan told me that she’s tired &amp; didn’t want to go to school. After much coax, she finally agreed to wake up, brush her teeth, uniform on, had her simple breakfast, so far so good. The minute I asked her to wear her socks, she started to cry and again telling me the same thing that she doesn’t want to go to school??? I was like… What?? Why?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Xuan Xuan the reasons that she didn’t want to go to school. She can’t really answer me. After much probing, she finally said “yes” to this question – Is there any naughty boy bully you? I don’t know, and not sure how true could that be, but one thing for sure is that Xuan Xuan is very timid as well as a docile child which I am very pleased with. She hates violence that’s for sure… could it be those little kids’ violence that scares her??? Guess I will have to make another trip to her school tomorrow morning to check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, I scream at her to stop all these nonsense as I was rushing to work (I know I shouldn’t do that but I was really running out of time this morning! And of course I feel terribly bad now). I forced her to wear her socks &amp; shoes &amp; attempted to tuck her in my car! It failed as an evil came!! (My sister is the evil – Not that I wanna call her evil but because of her, it is so difficult to discipline Xuan Xuan. I think only those who stay with their parents or in-laws understand what I mean. When you try to discipline your kid and suddenly somebody just interrupts by saying “he/she is still small”, “they are still kids”, “Give them more time”…etc I just feel like want to kill myself!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Xuan Xuan has strong support. She won &amp; skipped school this morning! Arh!!! What a day!!! I hope it wouldn’t drag too long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4982646982462691308?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4982646982462691308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4982646982462691308&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4982646982462691308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4982646982462691308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/02/xuan-xuan-ponteng-class-today.html' title='Xuan Xuan &quot;ponteng&quot; class today!!!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-3556201758134401063</id><published>2008-02-15T11:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T14:20:17.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day yr 2008</title><content type='html'>Wah! Time just running that soon and Valentine’s Day is over! How’s your Valentine yesterday? Mine was…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R7UR8q07QtI/AAAAAAAAAXc/PBKi-A2eGs0/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R7UR8q07QtI/AAAAAAAAAXc/PBKi-A2eGs0/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167055881463612114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that was my Valentine’s gift… Oh… sorry, I have to say that’s not mine! It has been XX years that I didn’t get Valentine’s gift from my husband… (Wait a minute…I’m still counting…I give up, because I loss counts!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t say that I’m romantic but I think I have more heart than my husband. There is a little effort at least for buying these from Secret R. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R7USXK07QvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/7a8kynve7lc/s1600-h/Picture+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R7USXK07QvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/7a8kynve7lc/s320/Picture+238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167056336730145522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha…as expected lots of nagging from me… you are absolutely right...like the Chinese Saying “Dog blood pour on the head”, if you understand what I mean. Nag him till saliva dry then finally I took shower to cool myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?? My cartoon husband gave me a surprise! (While I was taking shower)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R7USVK07QuI/AAAAAAAAAXk/zv-UWZzmBBo/s1600-h/Picture+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R7USVK07QuI/AAAAAAAAAXk/zv-UWZzmBBo/s320/Picture+234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167056302370407138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stun with my mouth widely open! I never knew that my husband can draw but only after 12 years knowing him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhmmm… I’m so cool &amp; sweet now… maybe will frame it up… guess it will be a sweet &amp; warm memories after years and years…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-3556201758134401063?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3556201758134401063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=3556201758134401063&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3556201758134401063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3556201758134401063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day-yr-2008.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day yr 2008'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R7UR8q07QtI/AAAAAAAAAXc/PBKi-A2eGs0/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-6988352914285007704</id><published>2008-02-05T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T17:45:16.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wen Wen'/><title type='text'>Bad Hair Day!!!</title><content type='html'>AAAHHHHH!!! I almost scream my heart out yesterday when I reached home &amp; saw my 2 'lovely' girls run towards me trying to please me with their new &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAIR STYLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! Whose art work was that??!!!  @*#&amp;$&amp;#$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6gmaZfWOdI/AAAAAAAAAXE/RjcAvEG_JWs/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6gmaZfWOdI/AAAAAAAAAXE/RjcAvEG_JWs/s400/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163419207741094354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I really don't know whether to laugh or to cry looking at my 2 girls' short-id fringe. I tried so so so hard to smile at them praising them for allowing the barber to cut their hair short &amp; neat. I have to force myself to smile else I’m sure my 2 girls won’t let anybody touch their hair in the future. *I’m sure you do understand what I mean, right?* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are so pleased with my compliments especially Wen Wen. She told me that she’s clever cause she didn’t cry &amp; she closed her eyes when the uncertified ‘barber’ asked her to do so. In my heart I was like - *&amp;#$&amp;%^ *please do excuse me for that.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband got a shock too when he saw my 2 little ones with their CNY short-id fringe!!! Arhhhh…. Chinese New Year is just 2 days away! How? How? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Forgot to mention that – My sister is the uncertified ‘barber’!*  --- fainted Kelly after all these photos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6gwDJfWOfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/7nRTCI6c9DQ/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6gwDJfWOfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/7nRTCI6c9DQ/s400/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163429803425413618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-6988352914285007704?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6988352914285007704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=6988352914285007704&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6988352914285007704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6988352914285007704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/02/bad-hair-day.html' title='Bad Hair Day!!!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6gmaZfWOdI/AAAAAAAAAXE/RjcAvEG_JWs/s72-c/a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8504856507184466575</id><published>2008-02-04T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T10:57:48.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wen Wen'/><title type='text'>Various Complaints about my Wen Wen</title><content type='html'>Actually is not something new that my family members (my parents, my grandmother &amp; sisters) complaint about Wen Wen to me almost every other day when I got back from work. However, today's complaints seem to be never ending...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The moment I entered my parents' house, everyone starts complaining about Wen Wen to me. Here are the major complaints about her:-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First complaint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, have a look at these chikus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z6uZfWOWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rD18kLYsE1s/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z6uZfWOWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rD18kLYsE1s/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162948960361789794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweetie Wen Wen thrust her finger in each an every of the chiku (probably she is trying to help my mom to check whether the chikus are ripe enough to eat???)&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me that it is still acceptable if Wen Wen just damage 1 chiku &amp; not each chiku one hole!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice, my mom has to cut all the chikus else the dustbin will be the end destination for those chikus.&lt;br /&gt;Have a look at my Wen Wen besides my mom who is now busy cutting the chikus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z_EJfWOcI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xjBYLQOVa9M/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z_EJfWOcI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xjBYLQOVa9M/s400/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162953732070455746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the chikus...none is perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z7oJfWOYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Yt3n93R6SnQ/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z7oJfWOYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Yt3n93R6SnQ/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162949952499235202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second complaint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: While my sister is busy preparing these CNY cookies for sale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z8v5fWOZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/oLk6pcHtNb8/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z8v5fWOZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/oLk6pcHtNb8/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162951185154849170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen Wen is trying to add the salt in the mixture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z8wZfWOaI/AAAAAAAAAWs/CNlPio4Ak-Q/s1600-h/Picture+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z8wZfWOaI/AAAAAAAAAWs/CNlPio4Ak-Q/s320/Picture+113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162951193744783778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my mom able to stop her just in time, else there might be a new taste emerging for CNY cookies.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third complaint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: While my sister is busy preparing those mixture, Wen Wen also busy preparing hers.... She played with flours &amp; mess is everywhere.... (Thanks to my mom who help to clean up the mess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fouth complaint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Look at this multipurpose rack...Since is low &amp; achievable by my little sweetie...she always like to play with those bottle tomoto sos, kicap &amp; etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z-rJfWObI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9W9dLf8NfXM/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z-rJfWObI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9W9dLf8NfXM/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162953302573726130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me that she nearly emptied the light soy sauce... luckily my mom didn't left the mess for me to clean up...else sure I will smack my Wen Wen nicely...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Guess that's my Wen Wen's schedule while Xuan Xuan is at school kua...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8504856507184466575?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8504856507184466575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8504856507184466575&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8504856507184466575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8504856507184466575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/02/various-complaints-about-my-wen-wen.html' title='Various Complaints about my Wen Wen'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6Z6uZfWOWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rD18kLYsE1s/s72-c/Nov-21Dec2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-3687295577542147166</id><published>2008-02-04T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T10:10:19.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><title type='text'>Break Out Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>I am so happy to receive this award from &lt;a href="http://their-growingup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ling That's Me&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you so much !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6ZzrJfWOVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6pw2ko9Aegg/s1600-h/breakout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6ZzrJfWOVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6pw2ko9Aegg/s320/breakout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162941207945820498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to discover your terrific blog. Thank you so much for sharing your wonderful thoughts! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I would like to share this award with you, my blogger friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://montessorimum.com/"&gt;Montessorimum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="www.mamapumpkin.com"&gt;mamapumpkin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://thenewparent.blogspot.com/"&gt;The New Parent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.simhazel.com/"&gt;Hazel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/"&gt;De'moments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-3687295577542147166?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3687295577542147166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=3687295577542147166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3687295577542147166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3687295577542147166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/02/break-out-blogger-award.html' title='Break Out Blogger Award'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R6ZzrJfWOVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6pw2ko9Aegg/s72-c/breakout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-784466401874022963</id><published>2008-01-29T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T14:19:36.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Sending Xuan Xuan to her New Pre-school</title><content type='html'>Almost end of January, we finally able to create a new routine again. Now we are more or less there...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Since this morning I have to help my boss to collect a cheque from a company that is near my area, this gives me a chance to send Xuan Xuan to school. She is so happy when she got to know that I'm the one who send her to school. She is so proud bringing me into her school, showing me some of the familiar area like pantry, toilet &amp; her classroom. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Although she still shy &amp; hide behind me whenever she sees her teachers, I'm more than happy to learn that she now have no fear to her pre-school. At least she brings me &amp; shows me around. I managed to take some photos in her pre-school. She is so happy &amp; proud that I take photo for her &amp; her buddies. Have a look... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R57FDZfWOTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ZxMlXyS2iwQ/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R57FDZfWOTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ZxMlXyS2iwQ/s320/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160778885185812786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When the bell rang, she asked me to carry her to class. I did so and left her after a goodbye kiss. I managed to snap her in her classroom too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R57FEJfWOUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/qrVFvurCA3s/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R57FEJfWOUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/qrVFvurCA3s/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160778898070714690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't cry anymore!! (Although there are still children crying!!)&lt;br /&gt;Phew...What a relief! Hopefully there will not be any worries on Xuan Xuan's pre-school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Yay! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-784466401874022963?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/784466401874022963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=784466401874022963&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/784466401874022963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/784466401874022963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/sending-xuan-xuan-to-her-new-pre-school.html' title='Sending Xuan Xuan to her New Pre-school'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R57FDZfWOTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ZxMlXyS2iwQ/s72-c/a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8058623190441807473</id><published>2008-01-29T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T08:43:21.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>3 Things Tag</title><content type='html'>Tag 3 things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from &lt;a href="http://www.simhazel.com/"&gt;Hazel&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about 3 of everything. Fun! Fun! Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that scare me&lt;br /&gt;1. Cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dentist.&lt;br /&gt;3. War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people who make me happy&lt;br /&gt;1. My Sweetie Xuan Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;2. My Angel Wen Wen.&lt;br /&gt;3. My Darling Husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I love&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat&lt;br /&gt;2. Drink&lt;br /&gt;3. Laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I hate&lt;br /&gt;1. Sick.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dirty places.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;1. You always have more time than me.&lt;br /&gt;2. Money only flow to certain people.&lt;br /&gt;3. Why my husband loves me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things on my desk&lt;br /&gt;1. Desktop.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tumbler.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hand phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I am doing right now&lt;br /&gt;1. Working.&lt;br /&gt;2. Preparing this tag.&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading your post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I want to do before I die&lt;br /&gt;1. Say “I love you” to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;2. Setup a heavenly pre-school for all eligible children.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go round the world with my husband when my 2 gals grown up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I can do&lt;br /&gt;1. Be a sexy wife.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be a patient mother.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be a reliable friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I can’t do&lt;br /&gt;1. Cook.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sew.&lt;br /&gt;3. Give birth to a baby boy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you must listen to&lt;br /&gt;1. Be kind.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be patient.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you should never listen to&lt;br /&gt;1. “You grow fat”&lt;br /&gt;2. “You are getting older”&lt;br /&gt;3. “You will get rich without hardwork”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three shows I watched as a kid&lt;br /&gt;1. Snow White &amp; 7 little dwarfs&lt;br /&gt;2. Superman&lt;br /&gt;3. Do- re- Mon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8058623190441807473?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8058623190441807473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8058623190441807473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8058623190441807473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8058623190441807473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/3-things-tag.html' title='3 Things Tag'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4298621596471304336</id><published>2008-01-29T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:05:50.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Love Hate Tag</title><content type='html'>I’ve just been tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog"&gt;Chinnee&lt;/a&gt; with the Love Hate Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is…&lt;br /&gt;1. Kelly loves to eat: Strawberry  &lt;br /&gt;2. Kelly hates to eat: Meats&lt;br /&gt;3. Kelly loves to go: Holiday &lt;br /&gt;4. Kelly hates to go: Public toilet&lt;br /&gt;5. Kelly loves it when: She has nothing to worry&lt;br /&gt;6. Kelly hates it when: She gets mad&lt;br /&gt;7. Kelly loves to see: New baby born&lt;br /&gt;8. Kelly hates to see: Dentist/Doctor&lt;br /&gt;9. Kelly loves to hear: Nice music&lt;br /&gt;10. Kelly hates to hear: Busy Traffic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure whether u will like it or not...but I have decided to tag you!&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.mylovelymummy.com/"&gt;lovelymummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ellisa &amp; Erika &amp; baby on the way... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://mmprincess.blogspot.com/"&gt;CutiePrincessMummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://pakumuse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bryan's Mama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4298621596471304336?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4298621596471304336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4298621596471304336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4298621596471304336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4298621596471304336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-hate-tag.html' title='Love Hate Tag'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-639122686883349811</id><published>2008-01-25T08:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T10:06:26.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Event'/><title type='text'>Busy Thaipusam</title><content type='html'>23/1/08 (Wednesday)                Hot Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a busy Thaipusam. No shaving, No piercing, No hooks on the body instead we had spring cleaning in our house! Guess is a good day for spring cleaning as we had an extremely hot sun all day long. Washed lots of bed sheets, sofa covers &amp; curtains until my husband's body ache even until today. I am so grateful to have a good husband who help to wash all the above. (To my husband: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep up the good work and you shall wash it more often. Thank you &amp; I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute before you scold me… Even though I didn’t wash but I did the other cleaning like vacuuming all those cobwebs, wipe windows, sweeping the floor, mopping &amp; changing the bed sheets, pillow cases and etc but the most difficult job I did was entertaining my 2 ‘talking non-stop’ girls. Wao! Not easy to do the spring cleaning with kids around. Basically lots of shouting! Messy messy ugly ugly! Even there are some hiccups bits here &amp; there, we did achieve what we want to. Great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these hard works, I did another hard work which is preparing lunch for my 2 sweeties… Nah… I can cook nothing more that Instant Noodles…pathetic huh! &lt;br /&gt;Look at my instant noodles… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R5lDIJfWOOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZWxEV4JIlNE/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R5lDIJfWOOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZWxEV4JIlNE/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159228655395027170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my 2 sweeties enjoying it much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R5lDIpfWOPI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dA4v6W0LBwY/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R5lDIpfWOPI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dA4v6W0LBwY/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159228663984961778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R5lDI5fWOQI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ISDwUyrN_qo/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R5lDI5fWOQI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ISDwUyrN_qo/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159228668279929090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R5lEApfWOSI/AAAAAAAAAVs/kZqHGv-HXM4/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R5lEApfWOSI/AAAAAAAAAVs/kZqHGv-HXM4/s400/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159229626057636130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what my husband’s lunch was???&lt;br /&gt;His lunch was ME! Can you imagine how satisfy he was? Hahahahaha….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-639122686883349811?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/639122686883349811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=639122686883349811&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/639122686883349811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/639122686883349811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/busy-thaipusam.html' title='Busy Thaipusam'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R5lDIJfWOOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZWxEV4JIlNE/s72-c/Nov-21Dec2007+169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-438687112484608589</id><published>2008-01-22T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:25:34.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>8 Things I am grateful for...</title><content type='html'>I got this wonderful tag from &lt;a href="http://www.simhazel.com/"&gt;Hazel&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;This really make me think while I'm doing this tag. I notice that a person who know the word "grateful" is always a happy person... Not sure u agree with me or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Thinkgs that I am grateful about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A complete family of my own even though without a baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;2. A healthy family even though there are times we are down with flu &amp; fever.&lt;br /&gt;3. An understanding husband even though he might be unreasonable at times.&lt;br /&gt;4. A stress free job with good bosses even though sometimes have to deal with certain brainless people.&lt;br /&gt;5. A house which provide shelther even though it is small.&lt;br /&gt;6. A car which is mobile even though it is old.&lt;br /&gt;7. A bunch of good friends even though we can't meet that frequent.&lt;br /&gt;8. A circle of good mothers around me to guide me on parenting issue even though we might not met before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I would like to pass on this tag to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delittleones.com/blog/"&gt;Ellyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theblueranger.blogspot.com/"&gt;TheBlueRanger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ericfookw.blogspot.com/"&gt;EricFoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://babyshern.blogspot.com/"&gt;ShernShern's mummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://msaufong.com/"&gt;MsauFong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-438687112484608589?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/438687112484608589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=438687112484608589&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/438687112484608589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/438687112484608589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/8-things-i-am-grateful-for.html' title='8 Things I am grateful for...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-1391207215517836585</id><published>2008-01-22T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T08:47:37.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>The Birth Date Tag</title><content type='html'>I got this tag from &lt;a href="http://lovelymummy.blogspot.com/"&gt;LovelyMummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick the month of your birth.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bold the 5-10 things that most apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Strike out everything that doesn't apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Place the list of all the months under a cut.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 6 people from your friends list to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY:Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH:Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL:Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY:Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE:Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY:Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST:Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER:Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER:Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loyal and generous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun to be with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves to socialize&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Loves praises. Loves attention. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honest and trustworthy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not pretending&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hates restrictions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves to joke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging time for this 5 ppl:&lt;br /&gt;No Need to tag as I think most of you already done this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-1391207215517836585?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1391207215517836585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=1391207215517836585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1391207215517836585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1391207215517836585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/birth-date-tag.html' title='The Birth Date Tag'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4295701857193067166</id><published>2008-01-21T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T09:01:59.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a little settle...</title><content type='html'>17/1/08 (Thursday)               Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! Finally I’m a bit settle with Xuan Xuan’s pre-school problem. *Even though is just &lt;strong&gt;A BIT &lt;/strong&gt;settled, I’m happy enough to be able to read your interesting post again.*  For my dear friends who tagged me, please do allow me to take longer to do the tag, thanks for tagging me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Currently I only get the internet access during office hour. We are at the begining of a new year, I'm also busier in my work compare to last year, my life is also a bit disorganised since Xuan Xuan started her not so smooth pre-school. Everything have to be re-adjust again... &amp; we are still exporing &amp; adjusting ourself even until today. Guess it is easier for stay-at-home mum to adjust as they are more flexible, I might be wrong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I signed up to Maxis Broadband as they offer interesting package - only need to pay RM 100 for registration &amp; to commit a 18 months contract with monthly fee of RM 98 for 3Mbps speed. Free wireless moderm &amp; free telephone (which you can just plug it into the moderm and u can start using it).Unfortunately after 2 days of trial only I found out that there isn't any coverage in my area. Immediately I returned the modemn to Maxis Centre. The good thing about this package is they allow customer to have a 7 days trial &amp; can return with full refund within 7 days if customer is not happy with the speed or coverage. I did so last Sunday &amp; is now waiting for my cheque of RM 100 (registration fees) to be send to me. That's the reason why i don't get to visit to your blog as frequent.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We have finally managed to enroll Xuan Xuan this Monday itself to the pre-school that we visited last Saturday. She cried less, much lesser. Even until this morning also she still gave me that kind of 'not willing to go to school face', at least she still go &amp; I don't have to force her to change her uniform. To me that is already a very good sign. I'm happy with the teachers over there, at least they are more gentle, their teaching style are modern as compared to the old pre-school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4295701857193067166?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4295701857193067166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4295701857193067166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4295701857193067166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4295701857193067166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-little-settle.html' title='I&apos;m a little settle...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8352510074758636738</id><published>2008-01-18T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:25:31.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Looking for a new pre-school</title><content type='html'>This was last week’s event! Due to limited internet access, that’s the reason you read this only NOW…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Thanks&lt;/strong&gt; to all your precious 2 cents which I really appreciate it much! Yes, like what all of you have said - this old pre-school really not worth to stay-on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/1/2008 (Saturday) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some discussion with my husband, we have decided to skip today’s playgroup in order to find another pre-school for Xuan Xuan. Apparently we managed to find one. This pre-school’s environment is much better than the current one that we engaged with. The play area is spacious enough for kids to run around. The class is conducive &amp; the whole school is air-conditioned. The whole environment is clean &amp; comfortable. I’m happy with the environment. As I told the principal about my not-so-pleasant experience with the old pre-school, she was quite shock to heard about the ‘sticker’s encounter &amp; also children playing water in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal is kind enough to offer a trial session for my Xuan Xuan next Monday. Nothing much we can do at the moment, just have to wait &amp; see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8352510074758636738?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8352510074758636738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8352510074758636738&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8352510074758636738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8352510074758636738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/looking-for-new-pre-school.html' title='Looking for a new pre-school'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-956457338612657828</id><published>2008-01-16T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:13:00.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Observation - Xuan Xuan's pre-school!</title><content type='html'>Schools suppose to be a fun place for children to enjoy their childhood. However this doen’t happens to my Xuan Xuan. I couldn’t bring myself to see my Xuan Xuan suffer anymore with schooling! I have made up my mind to take a half day leave today to check out her life in school. I want to know what kind of encounter/experience that she’s having in school that make her so uncomfortable &amp; reluctant to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are my observations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Most of the children are very active &amp; noisy + naughty (Sorry, Im not saying my Xuan Xuan is good but those children can climb up to the table when teacher is teaching, some go under the table, another one always put his feet on the table…there are more than these but these are few that is prevailing to me.)&lt;br /&gt;2. About 40% of the time, teacher is shouting &amp; screaming at the children for disciplinary issue like ‘quiet’, ‘sit down’, ‘don’t play now’, ‘get down from the table’ etc…&lt;br /&gt;3. All teachers are converse in mandarin 95% of the time. I’m not saying that converse in mandarin not good, but I feel that it is so unfair to those children who can’t really comprehend mandarin. In my Xuan Xuan’s class, there is another boy who can’t speak mandarin like Xuan Xuan. When teacher is talking, half of the time he is either not listening or talking to my Xuan Xuan. All teachers know Xuan Xuan &amp; the boy can’t speak mandarin, teachers can at least translate some of the mandarin to English. Very disappointing that they are doing very minimal on this. Teacher only speaks English when she wants to teach English. That also she is speaking very minimal English as she gives instruction in mandarin. I wonder if Xuan Xuan continue in that preschool, is it healthy? Can Xuan Xuan really learn when she can’t comprehend what the teacher has to say?&lt;br /&gt;4. I estimated that there are about 90 students &amp; there are only 4 teachers in charge. Maybe I’m demanding, but teacher to student ratio is at the high side 1:22.5. The situation gets worse when 1 out of the 4 teachers is a new teacher. I saw with my own eyes that this new teacher herself need guidance &amp; I can sense that she really doesn’t have the flair in teaching. Hardly can she control the class. If she can’t control the class, how do I expect her to teach the class?&lt;br /&gt;5. Even though there are only about 13 pupils in Xuan Xuan’s class, but to me that doesn’t mean that the 4 years old children don’t warrant an assistant. Maybe I pamper Xuan Xuan too much, but I strongly feel that 4 years old is still too young to be independent &amp; can hardly take instruction! There are few incidents that when the children in Xuan Xuan’s class been to toilet, there wasn’t anybody guiding them even though the toilet is just besides the class. End up the children are playing water inside the toilet. As usual, the teacher is just screaming &amp; scolding the children. Are the children at fault first?&lt;br /&gt;6. Hygienic issue. Not to say I discriminate about pets but there’s a particular wild dog keep running into the pre-school. Is a wild dog WILD DOD! I don’t think any of teachers in charge to clean up this dog. There are times when the children screaming &amp; running away from this dog only the teacher chase the dog away. Sometimes the teacher just ties this dog under a tree &amp; I don’t see that the teacher washes her hands after handling the dog. &lt;br /&gt;7. Another example of unhygienic scenario.&lt;br /&gt;End of the period, the English teacher was giving out stickers to all children as a token to encourage them to participate during class activity. This is very good I should say. But you won’t believe how disgusting it is on the way she gave out the stickers. She requested saliva from each kid by saying “Give me your saliva.” &amp; she taught each kid to show their tongue then she put the sticker on their tongue in order to get it wet then stick the sticker on the kids’ forehead! OMG! What an old school thought!! What is she trying to do!!! I don’t know when she bought those stickers, from where she bought those stickers &amp; I am also not sure whether the adhesive is eatable. Would you send your kid to this school when you see this happen to your kid?? I doubt so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more negative observations than those listed above… I’m now seriously thinking about changing a pre-school for my Xuan Xuan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-956457338612657828?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/956457338612657828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=956457338612657828&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/956457338612657828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/956457338612657828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/observation-xuan-xuans-pre-school.html' title='Observation - Xuan Xuan&apos;s pre-school!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4832971288165832265</id><published>2008-01-15T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:27:14.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan's 5th Day in Pre-School</title><content type='html'>9/1/08 (Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same old story. Xuan Xuan told me that she doesn’t want to go to school today. She refused to wake up, refused to change, refused to go to school. This morning’s refusal was stronger than yesterday. However, I’m lucky enough to have an understanding girl. I told her that my boss is going to scold me if I’m late for work, she unwillingly agreed to go to school now as she doesn’t want me to be scolded by my boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she had agreed to go to school, she is so afraid that she wanted me to carry her out from the car. The moment she’s out from the car she started to cry as she knew that I’m going to leave her soon. I was sad &amp; was so heavy to leave her in the school but no choice. Xuan Xuan is really a good girl as she still allowed me to hand her over to her teacher. Ok, is done for the day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my sister called me about 8.45am, she told me that Xuan Xuan stop crying &amp; is now doing her coloring. What a relief hearing this good news from my sister. I’m now able to focus on my work in view that Xuan Xuan is able to cope with her fear now. This good news didn’t continue long… My sister sms me at about 10.50am, the message said : “Your girl crying now.” Chilled send straight down to my spine. Why is she crying again?? This is already the fifth day of schooling? What went wrong? Where went wrong? What makes her cry?? What should I do now? To quit sending her to school or to continue?? I really really can’t bring myself to see Xuan Xuan with her wet red eyes &amp; nose again. Oh No! Oh No! Oh No!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I called her in the afternoon she told me that she got 4 friends now. She told me that she gave 1 of her sweet to a crying boy &amp; teacher praise her. *I gave her few sweets this morning &amp; ask her to share with her friends, that’s the reason she has sweets. I still have not got a chance to verify this with her teacher, so not sure she is telling the truth or not*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get back from office, she told me that she doesn’t’ want to go to school again. I explain to her why children need to go to school. I insist that she will have to go to school on Friday. Big No from her. I don’t know what will happen on Friday. I am worry, besides worry is still worry as I don’t know how to deal with it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so helpless &amp; contradicting cause on one hand I want my Xuan Xuan to be stronger &amp; independent (that’s the reason I insist that she will have to go to school even though she might not ready for it) but on the other hand I am extremely worry that if I force her too hard, I might develop an unhealthy perception towards school. How? How? How?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4832971288165832265?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4832971288165832265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4832971288165832265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4832971288165832265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4832971288165832265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/xuan-xuan-schooling-experience-3rd-day.html' title='Xuan Xuan&apos;s 5th Day in Pre-School'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-2142319858481201213</id><published>2008-01-10T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:35:04.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan's 4th Day in Pre-School</title><content type='html'>8/1/08 (Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news!! Xuan Xuan refused to wake up &amp; she kept telling me that she doesn’t want to go to school!!! I have no choice but to drag her up from bed. She refused to wear the uniform. Again, I have to be stern in order to put on the uniform for her. Luckily Xuan Xuan is a very gentle girl, she didn’t really fight back except to weep with tears. *I’m very grateful &amp; pleased that Xuan Xuan is so gentle &amp; soft, however, her gentleness &amp; softness makes her a timid &amp; dependent girl. Her good points give us the biggest headache now. Her good points are the biggest drawback now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday’s long weep, I have learnt to give her a handkerchief to wipe off her tears. I told her that she must drink a lot of water else there will not be any tears when she cries. How silly me to instill this negative value on her, as I really run out of idea to encourage her to drink more water. *when I checked her tumble in the evening, she almost drank 400ml of water within 3 hours, that’s good news to me* I still manage to send her to school in the morning &amp; rush to work, very easily I hand over her to her teacher. I knew deep inside her, she is scared &amp; still uncomfortable being left alone in school. She cried a little after I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working today so my sister took over my job to check on Xuan Xuan’s condition at around 9.30am. According to my sister, Xuan Xuan still refused to have breakfast in the school. She still weeps with tears. When my sister returned to the pre-school at about 10.45am, she saw Xuan Xuan talking to her classmate with her red eyes &amp; red nose. When teacher asked them to put the book back into their bag, they kept talking until the teacher has to keep the books for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Xuan Xuan from office, she told me that she now got 3 friends! Wow! Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I returned from work, I asked her why she cried. She can’t really tell me the reason. I asked her whether she wants to cry tomorrow, she told me she still want to cry. When I asked her to choose the handkerchief (big or small), she chose the big one &amp; told me that she will cry a lot tomorrow… I prayed hard that she won’t shed as much tears as before…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-2142319858481201213?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2142319858481201213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=2142319858481201213&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/2142319858481201213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/2142319858481201213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/xuan-xuans-4th-day-in-pre-school.html' title='Xuan Xuan&apos;s 4th Day in Pre-School'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-3030930916689181770</id><published>2008-01-10T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:33:00.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan's 3rd Day in Pre-School</title><content type='html'>7/1/08 (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel good after missing the first 2 days in Xuan Xuan’s schooling experience. Finally I have decided to take leave and send Xuan Xuan to school today. As usual, Xuan Xuan was a little worry at the beginning but after some assurance &amp; sweet talk, she seems ok. I told her that I am going to visit dentist and will come back to fetch her after the bell ring. I passed her over to one of the teacher &amp; she seems ok to let me go. I happily leave the pre-school. I thought I did a good job as is so easy to manage Xuan Xuan. In fact, I made the biggest mistake as the bell will have to ring 6 times before Xuan Xuan can go back home. Each time the bell ring, Xuan Xuan is expecting to see me but I was not there. I can imagine the disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour, I returned to the pre-school to check out Xuan Xuan’s condition. It was meal time and everyone was enjoying their breakfast except Xuan Xuan. The principal was carrying her on her lap. Xuan Xuan was crying &amp; complaining that why I still not back yet. Why I spend so much time at the dentist there. (This was what the principal told me after the school). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell ring again, is time for English lesson. The principal left. Xuan Xuan cried even louder to ask for mommy. This English teacher ignored her at first. Xuan Xuan continue to cry &amp; keep calling ‘teacher…teacher…’. Since the teacher knew that I was around so she has to stop and entertain my Xuan Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: “Teacher…Teacher…Teacher…”&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: “Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: “I want my mommy….” *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: “Your mommy is buying some fishes in the market &amp; will return shortly.”&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: “Why mommy buy fish one?”&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: “Because mommy wants to cook fish for you today.”&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: “My mommy don’t know how to cook fish.”&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: “Then who cook fish for you?”&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: “My popo (grandmother) lor, she cooks chicken also.”&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: “ok.”&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: “My mommy only cook ‘mien mien’.”&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: “What is ‘mien mien’?”&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: “ Maggi mien lor.”&lt;br /&gt;Teacher laughing: “Ok. Ok. Now let’s sing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to this conversation so clearly as I was at the other side of the wall. I can't stop my laughter… Now the teacher knew that I can’t cook – *malu betul!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Xuan Xuan was crying for me but I was so proud that she dare to speak to the teacher. This English teacher speaks very loud. I’m sure Xuan Xuan scared of her with her loud voice &amp; true enough she complaint about it to me when I went to pick her up. The whole 45 minutes she was whining as she is expecting to see me as the bell has rang so many timessss!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell ring again, is time for mandarin! Another teacher came. Xuan Xuan was again crying for me. Teacher ignored her again. Another 15 minutes passed, I can’t bring myself to hear her wail anymore. I showed my face. She kept crying. No choice, I believe she had cried to much this morning. I carried her &amp; we left the class 30 minutes earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said sorry to her as I told her the wrong info. I try to feed her with the correct info by telling her that the bell will have to ring 6 times before she can leave the school. I believe she was frighten &amp; wasn’t had a pleasant experience on her formal first day in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-3030930916689181770?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3030930916689181770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=3030930916689181770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3030930916689181770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3030930916689181770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/xuan-xuans-3rd-day-to-pre-school.html' title='Xuan Xuan&apos;s 3rd Day in Pre-School'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8003324966146987857</id><published>2008-01-10T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:28:33.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan's 2nd Day in Pre-School</title><content type='html'>4/1/08 (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't accompany my Xuan Xuan to school today. Is still a short day for her as this is the 2nd day of schooling (8.15am-10am). Again, a little cry from my XUan Xuan. However, when one of the parents there told my husband that Xuan Xuan is cold &amp; shivering in the class. I felt like wanna to knock my head on the wall. How can a mother being so careless &amp; unthoughtful to forget put on the sweater for Xuan Xuan! (I deserved a big slap on my face!!-'Big Head Prawn!!!) Arg!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Xuan Xuan is brave enough to tell her teacher that she's cold. The teacher immediately brought her outside to stand under the sun to warm her... wat a pity girl! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this day onwards, I will never repeat this kinda silly mistake again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8003324966146987857?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8003324966146987857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8003324966146987857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8003324966146987857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8003324966146987857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/xuan-xuans-2nd-day-to-pre-school.html' title='Xuan Xuan&apos;s 2nd Day in Pre-School'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4393437726168839841</id><published>2008-01-04T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:54:05.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan's first day in pre-school</title><content type='html'>3/1/07 (Thursday)              Wet morning (drizzling) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally here comes the day… We all woke up as early as 6.45am. Started with our morning routine, brush teeth, wash face, comb hair, changing &amp; getting ready to school/work…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33vRe1vMxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/rh8FkfqSMfY/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33vRe1vMxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/rh8FkfqSMfY/s320/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151536632396985106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my little sweetie with her uniform…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33vRu1vMyI/AAAAAAAAAUs/aMvUs4GkuS0/s1600-h/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33vRu1vMyI/AAAAAAAAAUs/aMvUs4GkuS0/s320/Picture+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151536636691952418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is still excited to go to school. The last session of brain washing was still on – I told her that school is fun &amp; you will soon have bunch of friends to play with, you will have teachers to ‘sayang’ you, you will have homework to do, you will need to do lots of coloring, so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;I showed her what’s in the bag again after instilling good impression about school’s fun in her little brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33vQu1vMwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/KLWeosVGlLY/s1600-h/Picture+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33vQu1vMwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/KLWeosVGlLY/s320/Picture+075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151536619512083202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get to go to school with her as I have to work. My normally generous &amp; understanding bosses are extremely stingy when it comes to Annual Leave. 14 Days Leave minus few compulsory leaves during Chinese New Year &amp; Year End Company Shut Down leave me only pathetic AL for emergency purposes. No choice, really absolutely no choice that I can’t go to school with my sweetie today! I can only looking at her back when daddy brought her to school. My tears rolling in my eyes…*sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33vhO1vMzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/X4gOM_3S8FM/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33vhO1vMzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/X4gOM_3S8FM/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151536902979924786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worry on my whole journey to office. How long will she cried, can daddy manage or not when she cling to him, can she mixes around, will she afraid of the teacher….lots &amp; tonnes of worries filling my brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! U r absolutely right, the moment I reached office, I called my husband. BAD NEWS. Daddy told me that she clinging to him very badly &amp; holding his hand so tight.  More worries! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd ring, daddy told me that Xuan Xuan is crying and he had to just leave her in the classroom after consoling/reassuring/calming her failed. *That time school bell rang &amp; all parents are encouraged to leave* ARHHHHH… my blood rushing everywhere, I scolded him, shouted at him that he shouldn’t just left her like that! Just like that! It will develop school phobia! I was jumping, jumping high!! Oh gosh! Tomorrow will be worse! How? How? How? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd ring, I asked daddy how’s Xuan Xuan, daddy told me that she’s fine now and teacher reseated her from the back to the front *which is good thing and hopefully sitting in front could gain more attention from teacher. I over heard children’s whining/screaming/crying/bawling. Daddy assured me that was not Xuan Xuan. According to daddy, she was the first one who started the ‘cry’. When she stopped, other children continue… sad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th ring, daddy told me the class is almost over &amp; Xuan Xuan is now smiling at him! Phew…What a relief! I’m so much lighter now! That was her first day to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Xuan Xuan in the afternoon. She was so excited telling me her first day in school. She told me that she had porridge. She told me that she colored ‘Strawberry’. The best thing is – she told me that she cried &amp; when teacher asked her not to cry, she stopped but other children still crying! Wow! Verified! Daddy didn’t lie to me! When I asked her whether she wants to go school, she proudly told me that she wants to go again &amp; she enjoy schooling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33yLu1vM0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/x2kU5KMK_y0/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33yLu1vM0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/x2kU5KMK_y0/s400/6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151539832147620674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33yL-1vM1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/g9TZ53Dcrpc/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33yL-1vM1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/g9TZ53Dcrpc/s400/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151539836442587986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Keeping my fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4393437726168839841?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4393437726168839841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4393437726168839841&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4393437726168839841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4393437726168839841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/xuan-xuans-first-day-in-pre-school.html' title='Xuan Xuan&apos;s first day in pre-school'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33vRe1vMxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/rh8FkfqSMfY/s72-c/Picture+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-3929374653939431989</id><published>2008-01-04T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:16:09.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting old! Oh! No!</title><content type='html'>30/12/07 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially 31 years old today! Yes, today is my birthday! Before this birthday, I look forward to every birthday! Because got lots of presents &amp; wishes &amp; kisses from my husband ma… *I only got kisses from my husband during my birthday…pathetic! He is extremely stingy with kisses &amp; hugs…that’s why sometimes have to find unreasonable excuses to mad at him then only get his hugs…even more pathetic huh!*  After today, I don’t think I look forward to any birthday! I don’t want to get old, I’m afraid! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this special day, it makes me think of my mother! I know very well deep inside my heart that no way I can thank her enough for all her sacrifices &amp; loves. Thanks mama, I love you! *I still don’t have the courage to tell her face to face, I must do it before is too late*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing extremely special today but my husband played trick before he handed over this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33kRu1vMsI/AAAAAAAAAT8/D48dSk50iWQ/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33kRu1vMsI/AAAAAAAAAT8/D48dSk50iWQ/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151524542064046786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet of him… According to him, the shop attendant told him that I go well with this blue crystal (the shop attendant use my birth date to analyze) as I’m kinda hot temper &amp; impatient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33kSO1vMtI/AAAAAAAAAUE/h14X94EC-Jw/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33kSO1vMtI/AAAAAAAAAUE/h14X94EC-Jw/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151524550653981394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of earrings, pendant &amp; necklace. A full set of accessories for any dinner occasion. Now I will have to source for some clothing to go with it pulak! More reasons for shopping! Hooray!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share some of these…kids always enjoy cake, birthday song, candle blowing &amp; mess!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33k0O1vMuI/AAAAAAAAAUM/VyYzH39tK6U/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33k0O1vMuI/AAAAAAAAAUM/VyYzH39tK6U/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151525134769533666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33qlO1vMvI/AAAAAAAAAUU/sljkaDD2nBg/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33qlO1vMvI/AAAAAAAAAUU/sljkaDD2nBg/s400/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151531474141262578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-3929374653939431989?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3929374653939431989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=3929374653939431989&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3929374653939431989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3929374653939431989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-getting-old-oh-no.html' title='I&apos;m getting old! Oh! No!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R33kRu1vMsI/AAAAAAAAAT8/D48dSk50iWQ/s72-c/Nov-21Dec2007+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-2667219990634003914</id><published>2008-01-02T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:24:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool War No More!</title><content type='html'>29/12/07 (Saturday)                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 little angels woke up early this Saturday, maybe they knew is a Saturday and is playgroup fun time again! When these 2 girls woke up, I still laying lazily on my cozy bed as I knew there isn’t any playgroup this Saturday. When is almost 9am, daddy came up to our bedroom &amp; told my 2 girls to wake me up else we will be late to the playgroup. *We were still in cool war, so I didn’t inform him that there isn’t any session this Saturday*  My 2 little girls started to jumped on the bed &amp; shouting : “Mommy! Mommy! Wake up!” Then lazily, I drag myself to wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was brushing my teeth… my husband hugged me so tightly from the back asking me what make me so angry… I quickly gurgle even though I have not completely done. *Because I wanted to avoid his hug, still cool war ma…must act a bit, hehe*  He hugged me again, this time is really tight until I was completely wrapped with his arms… No matter how I struggled, I still being wrapped! This time round, I can’t stop my laugher! He then laughs even louder &amp; asking me, am I too free to start a cool war! Then I told him what I was so unhappy about… He said: “Cheh! Like that also you upset, no wonder you age so fast.” &lt;br /&gt;Hehe…thought of it…What he said sound quite true… must control my temper!!! 2008’s resolution!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then proceed with our breakfast! On the way back, we passed by a pre-school saying ‘Montessori’. We stopped our car &amp; just trying our luck. Oh! So lucky! There’s somebody in the pre-school. We then were being invited to visit the pre-school. Very impressive I would say. Clean, Well kept even though this pre-school has been operated for about 10 years, Safe and most of all those Montessori tools (so many of them &amp; all in good condition). Wow! Wow! Kids' heaven! My 2 girls enjoy themself a lots &amp; playing with it while the principal talking to me. Even though is a bit pricey but looking at the pre-school’s condition &amp; the professionalism of their teachers, I think is worth the money, sure our kids will enjoy a lot. Unfortunately I have registered my Xuan Xuan else this will be the best pre-school for her to enjoy at her tender age. Very likely will enroll Wen Wen with this pre-school when she is 2 ½ years old. *No pics, as didn’t bring my camera as we didn’t expect to visit any other pre-school since we already enroll Xuan Xuan, will see whether this evening I have time to snap some photos or not*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since me &amp; husband just recover from our cool war, he is generous enough to bring me &amp; the kids to TGIF for dinner. This is the very first time my 2 girls visit to TGIF. They enjoy the fries &amp; strawberry smoothies the most. Currently TGIF is conducting customer satisfactory survey. Meaning, all patrons are invited to take part on the online survey and as a token for participation, TGIF is given a free meal worth RM30 for the next visit. Hmmm… the offer not bad huh! Grab the offer while still available! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah!! Cool War no more!! 3rd baby is on the way *wink* just kidding!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-2667219990634003914?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2667219990634003914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=2667219990634003914&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/2667219990634003914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/2667219990634003914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/cool-war-no-more.html' title='Cool War No More!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-1374336769735116937</id><published>2008-01-02T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:37:50.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biting Xuan Xuan</title><content type='html'>28/12/07    (Friday)                    Evening (Hot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! My Wen Wen gave me problem again! She had a great bite on my Xuan Xuan’s arm! Have a look…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3sGW-1vMrI/AAAAAAAAAT0/p11F7BnhPmQ/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3sGW-1vMrI/AAAAAAAAAT0/p11F7BnhPmQ/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150717590723572402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home this evening, Xuan Xuan running towards me with a wet face, complaining that Wen Wen bite her arm. Of course I hugged her &amp; wipe off her tears &amp; kissed her. At the same time, I was blanked. I don’t know how to deal with Wen Wen. I can’t smack, I can’t shout at her, I can’t raise my voice towards her as all those are not proper parenting. How? How? How? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only use my eye contact to tell Wen Wen that I’m mad at her. Guess this little girl is quite sharp &amp; she sensed that something was not quite right, she came towards me &amp; hugged me. I gently pushed her away &amp; told her that I’m sad &amp; I don’t want to talk to her. As expected, “Waa… Waa…” Wen Wen started to cry. Then I asked her whether she knew why I upset with her. She gave me a blank look. I assume she doesn’t understand. Then I started with my grandmother story…I told her that is not right to bite people. I told her that Xuan Xuan is painful &amp; sad. I even asked her, what is the teeth use for? She told me teeth are for eating. Hah! She got it right! After a while of the grandmother story, I hugged her and asked her whether she will bite anybody or not. She told me that teeth are for eating not biting people. I’m now happy with her answer, however, I don’t know when she will bite again…Hopefully this is the last time she bite her sister, else I really don’t know how to deal with it if it happens again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-1374336769735116937?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1374336769735116937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=1374336769735116937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1374336769735116937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1374336769735116937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2008/01/biting-xuan-xuan.html' title='Biting Xuan Xuan'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3sGW-1vMrI/AAAAAAAAAT0/p11F7BnhPmQ/s72-c/Nov-21Dec2007+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-6564831030438123889</id><published>2007-12-28T13:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T13:59:50.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's welcome a new baby boy...</title><content type='html'>Hhhmmm... Besides my cool war with my husband, there's something make me very happy! One of my ex-collegue has officially becomes a father yesterday!! Congratulations &lt;a href="http://www.ericfookw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eric&lt;/a&gt;! Welcome to the whole new world! So happy &amp; excited for you! Need any advice, call me, my phone is 24 hours on for you! Once again, congratulations to your newborn baby boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-6564831030438123889?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6564831030438123889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=6564831030438123889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6564831030438123889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6564831030438123889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets-welcome-new-baby-boy.html' title='Let&apos;s welcome a new baby boy...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-5683396028885506025</id><published>2007-12-28T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:16:30.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in cool war with my husband</title><content type='html'>Today I’m not in a good mood. I don’t have the heart to work so I decided to leave my work &amp; write down my feeling. Hopefully I will feel better after all the blah…blah… blah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad coz it has been 2 full days I didn’t talk to my husband. Yes, we are in cool war &amp; unfortunately till now we are still in cool war! Don’t ask me, I really can’t remember when was the last time we had it! Why? Why? Why are we in such a bad situation now? Maybe because of my feminine hormone is not working properly or maybe I’m unreasonable or maybe we need some cool war in order to strengthen our relationship! I don’t know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cool war happens on Christmas…bad huh! The history begins... Early morning, daddy promised to bring us to 1-Utama’s Popular Bookshop, of course when I heard about shopping, my eyes smile widely!! Shopping wor…which lady doesn’t enjoy it?? *Probably there are, but I don’t know*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After feeding my 2 girls breakfast, I tie their hair &amp; change them with nice pretty dress…then I have to prepare water and etc etc… I did it all alone &amp; where’s my husband?? He is busy reading the newspaper. When things is almost ready, he told me that he is lazy to go shopping as it’s quite late (only about 11am) as he hate the crowd &amp; most of all he hate to go round the parking lot to find a parking space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it!! Fire burning within myself. I rush upstairs straight to the bedroom &amp; sleep! My 2 girls trail from the back. Xuan Xuan asking why I’m sleeping? She’s begging me to wake up to bring her go shopping. Wen Wen follows. I told them I’m tired. *In fact I really was coz preparing this &amp; that, running up &amp; down*. After whining for a while, they both start playing with their old &amp; new toys. After an hour or so, I woke up &amp; start reading &amp; playing with my 2 girls without saying a word with my husband! *until today*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know is a small matter, I myself also don’t know why I get upset that point of time. I angry because he made empty promises! It is so so so disappointing!!  I upset because he is reading newspaper while I have to do all those work by myself??  That’s not the end, while preparing things to go shopping, I have to entertain my 2 girls at the same time!! Is tiring, it really was! Maybe some of you can understand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was all alone playing with my 2 girls. We had memorizing game. Although is fun but is tiring. I talked non-stop cause have to teach them the rule to play. I shouted &amp; clap hands when they manage to find the pairs. I make funny faces too in order to add more fun to the game! They enjoy a lots… no photos as I am in cool war with my husband, nobody take photo for us! Will talk more about the game when our cool war stops! Hopefully it won’t last long! *Hmmm….feel much better now*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-5683396028885506025?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5683396028885506025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=5683396028885506025&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5683396028885506025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5683396028885506025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-in-cool-war-with-my-husband.html' title='I&apos;m in cool war with my husband'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-6799875761567286246</id><published>2007-12-27T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T14:57:23.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents! Presents! Presents!</title><content type='html'>25/12/2007 (Tuesday)                                  Heavy rain in the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas to me is all about gift, gifts, and giftss! Wondering how’s our Christmas? Here we go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t have a Christmas tree in our small little happy house, hence, we put all those presents under Xuan Xuan’s &amp; Wen Wen’s legs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NJoM4uUUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/GbmsKs1KSgs/s1600-h/471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NJoM4uUUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/GbmsKs1KSgs/s320/471.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148539754017345858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are busy unwrapping their presents…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NKXc4uUYI/AAAAAAAAATU/p-FS5ARu7S0/s1600-h/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NKXc4uUYI/AAAAAAAAATU/p-FS5ARu7S0/s400/d.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148540565766164866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are now busy checking on their presents…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NK3c4uUZI/AAAAAAAAATc/wZUD2RuJ-bw/s1600-h/acsd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NK3c4uUZI/AAAAAAAAATc/wZUD2RuJ-bw/s400/acsd.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148541115521978770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at their happy faces! They laugh till only 1 line left on their eyes …hahahah…ahahah…hahahahah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NJoc4uUVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/OEPrVgdlU7A/s1600-h/516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NJoc4uUVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/OEPrVgdlU7A/s320/516.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148539758312313170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all the nice &amp; meaningful presents from my collegue – Autie Sin Choo. So kind of her buying so many nice &amp; wonderful books for Xuan Xuan &amp; Wen Wen. Thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NJos4uUWI/AAAAAAAAATE/GhWXeHwozek/s1600-h/518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NJos4uUWI/AAAAAAAAATE/GhWXeHwozek/s320/518.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148539762607280482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem… All these are from me!! Merry Christmas &amp; happy and healthy new year ahead to my 2 darling cuties!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NMos4uUbI/AAAAAAAAATs/9qE24_fcqjo/s1600-h/519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NMos4uUbI/AAAAAAAAATs/9qE24_fcqjo/s320/519.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148543061142163890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present from daddy?? Neh…. In the mouth and probably out into the toilet already by now….wahahahahh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NJpM4uUXI/AAAAAAAAATM/6nShIPU38ec/s1600-h/487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NJpM4uUXI/AAAAAAAAATM/6nShIPU38ec/s320/487.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148539771197215090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ops… nearly missed out these cute butterfly hair bands &amp; the lovely little bags from my sister-in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NLis4uUaI/AAAAAAAAATk/q0EOUB4boJ0/s1600-h/o.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NLis4uUaI/AAAAAAAAATk/q0EOUB4boJ0/s400/o.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148541858551320994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are reading &amp; playing with those presents the whole day! That's our Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-6799875761567286246?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6799875761567286246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=6799875761567286246&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6799875761567286246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6799875761567286246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/presents-presents-presents.html' title='Presents! Presents! Presents!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3NJoM4uUUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/GbmsKs1KSgs/s72-c/471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-5526435632358385255</id><published>2007-12-27T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T11:56:05.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Second Tag: 20 Questions</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.delittleones.com/blog/"&gt;Delittle Ones&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that they’ve been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;No war but peace!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You like rainy or sunny day? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Rainy Day. Because the weather will be cool.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;24 but i got married at 28!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What color do you like the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pink.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you have the chance, what would you probably say to your beloved one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Please love me more.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Have not thought of it yet.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Which part of you that you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My Stuborn fat!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When you encounter a sad moment, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cry my heart out and kiss my 2 cuties.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is it that you are afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Definitely my family.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I won't be that lucky. So no need to work my brain out.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her? Or would you keep it to yourself and observe from afar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Confess to him/her.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A great, loving &amp; cool mum!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What are the requirements that you wish for your other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Be more romantic &amp; gentle to me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Till now, what is the moment that you regret the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Still dare not tell my parents that I LOVE THEM very much!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Which type of person that you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Selfish &amp; inconsiderate person.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. My Question: How many hours you sleep in a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Average 7 hours.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dishonest.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Christmas is coming, who do you like to celebrate with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Christmas is over, I celebrated with my family.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you think it’s the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Of course my family.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Which children song you sing the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Twinkle twinkle little star&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://thenewparent.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thenewparent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://mmprincess.blogspot.com/ "&gt;Cutie princess mummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.healthfreakmommy.com/"&gt;Healthfreakmommy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://their-growingup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ling That's Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://chumsyashley.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little Chumsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-5526435632358385255?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5526435632358385255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=5526435632358385255&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5526435632358385255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5526435632358385255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-second-tag-20-questions.html' title='My Second Tag: 20 Questions'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-7049582402890097209</id><published>2007-12-27T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:40:52.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You For Being my Friend Award &amp; Linky Linky Tag</title><content type='html'>Thank You For Being My Friend Award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3MN1s4uUMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/VhivyBRJccE/s1600-h/Thank%252BU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3MN1s4uUMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/VhivyBRJccE/s400/Thank%252BU.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148474015247913154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lovely of &lt;a href="http://www.love4kids.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jo-N&lt;/a&gt; passing down this to me. I would like to thank all of you for being my friend &amp; willing to share your life, your stories, your experience and many many more with me. I have to agree that I have learn a lot &amp; grow to be a better person along with my newly adventure blogging journey... Once again please accept my sincere thanks for being my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linky Linky Tag&lt;br /&gt;Jo-N tagged me with this Linky Linky tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rule: When you get tagged, you have to add your name next to the person who tagged you and by doing so you are letting the list grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.limadang.com/"&gt;Limadang.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ramblingmoo.com/"&gt;RamblingMoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://inmypyjamas.blogspot.com/"&gt;blogginginmypyjamas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stylewithpassionz.com/"&gt;StylewithPassion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/"&gt;Chinneeq&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zooropazoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dora-zooropazoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://babyshern.blogspot.com/"&gt;Babyshern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hipncoolmomma.com/"&gt;HiPnCooLMoMMa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mysoulfulthoughts.com/"&gt;Rachel’s Soulful Thoughts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mitchteryosa.com/"&gt;When Silence Speaks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://midlifedancing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dancing in Midlife TuneUnderneath itAll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamdzoi.com/"&gt;I am Dzoi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hobbiesandsuch.com/"&gt;Hobbies and Such&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;moms.....check nyo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chocmintgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Choc Mint Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amel's Realm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stacys1175.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Thoughts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasper794.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rusin Roundup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://julianarw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juliana's Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://momknowseverything.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom Knows Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.love4kids.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jo-N (Shower Your Children With Love - The Right Way)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kelly-journey.blogspot.com"&gt;Kelly (Kelly-Journey)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to pass this award together with the tag to:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.2littlefellas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama of 2littlefellas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.simhazel.com/"&gt;Hazel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://theblueranger.blogspot.com/"&gt;TheBlueRanger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.delittleones.com/blog/"&gt;Delittleones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.onelittle2.com/"&gt;Onelittle2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-7049582402890097209?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7049582402890097209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=7049582402890097209&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7049582402890097209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7049582402890097209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you-for-being-my-friend-award.html' title='Thank You For Being my Friend Award &amp; Linky Linky Tag'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3MN1s4uUMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/VhivyBRJccE/s72-c/Thank%252BU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-5154724958003096344</id><published>2007-12-26T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T14:27:35.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/12/07 Winter Solstice Festival (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>22/12/07 (Saturday)                           Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the registration, we had a reunion lunch in my parents’ house before we went to my in-laws’ house (20-30minutes drive from my parents’ house). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3HqfM4uUHI/AAAAAAAAARM/eBNeACxv9q4/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3HqfM4uUHI/AAAAAAAAARM/eBNeACxv9q4/s400/9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148153670817173618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah…blah….blah….blah…blah….blah… Is bath time!! Guess what is so special this time round?? I bought a foam bath from Body Shop for my 2 girls!! Yes, they enjoy it so so so much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3H0Js4uULI/AAAAAAAAARs/tNJB7W4qu2M/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3H0Js4uULI/AAAAAAAAARs/tNJB7W4qu2M/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148164296566263986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been in their small wading pool for more than 30 mins until my mother in law came to check out why they bath so long…*grin* Guess foam bath will be our weekly affair whenever we go back to my in-laws’ house! How I wish I have a bigger wading pool &amp; bigger restroom… then daddy &amp; mommy can enjoy the bubbles together with our 2 sweeties!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reunion dinner in my in-laws, we had our very first ‘tang yuen’ rolling session. It has been 3 years I didn’t get a chance to roll ‘tang yuen’ since I have my Xuan Xuan &amp; Wen Wen. This simple session means so much to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round we only have the white ‘tang yuen’ with red bean paste &amp; pounded peanuts. I enjoy rolling the ‘tang yuen’ with my girls…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3Hqfc4uUJI/AAAAAAAAARc/xXsaf_hquIs/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3Hqfc4uUJI/AAAAAAAAARc/xXsaf_hquIs/s400/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148153675112140946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasting time…*holding my breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3Hscs4uUKI/AAAAAAAAARk/F1iWXMxE4u0/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3Hscs4uUKI/AAAAAAAAARk/F1iWXMxE4u0/s400/a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148155826890756258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above photos tell a thousand words…needless to say…yummy yummy *my assumption...hehe...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-5154724958003096344?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5154724958003096344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=5154724958003096344&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5154724958003096344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5154724958003096344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/221207-winter-solstice-festival-part-2.html' title='22/12/07 Winter Solstice Festival (Part 2)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3HqfM4uUHI/AAAAAAAAARM/eBNeACxv9q4/s72-c/9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-7541585536613418630</id><published>2007-12-26T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T13:10:53.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/12/07 Winter Solstice Festival (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>22/12/07 (Saturday)                           Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Ellyn’s post on – Kylie’s preschool books, I start panic. Why?? Because in another week’s time, is back to school time! I have not enroll Xuan Xuan in any preschool yet. How? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No panic, no panic, daddy said we will be going to the nearest kindergarten near my house to get it done TODAY! *very confidence that it can be done* we really don’t have much time to visit &amp; compare the kindergarten. Without much thought, the only criteria for us to choose a preschool for Xuan Xuan is the distance from my house, which preschool located nearest to our house win us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, my 2 girls are ready for the move! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3HgBM4uUDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sFqQzQg8_gI/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3HgBM4uUDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sFqQzQg8_gI/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148142160304820274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left the house, daddy asked me to bring additional RM100 just in case. *We heard of  few preschools’ registration fees ranging from RM 800-RM1000 &amp; monthly fees ranging from RM 200-250/month. According to my father, MCA preschool’s monthly fee is only RM120/month as this preschool is sponsored by MCA, so we brought RM500-600 for registration.* We then proceed to this nearest preschool which is only 5-10mins walk from my house. We register Xuan Xuan straight away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! You won’t believe it! We have to ‘patah balik’ as we didn’t bring enough money for the registration! The registration fee cost us RM700 *Paiseh betul*. No choice, we go back home to top up the money &amp; photocopy Xuan Xuan’s birth cert then we march back to the preschool… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally… registration done &amp; these are the things that cost us RM700. *Exclude the school bag - choice of my Xuan Xuan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3HgB84uUEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hb14FtrcHLo/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3HgB84uUEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hb14FtrcHLo/s320/Nov-21Dec2007+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148142173189722178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan is so proud of getting all her books &amp; uniforms… she tells everybody that she will be going to school soon! *Hopefully she can take it easily as she is a shy &amp; timid*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-7541585536613418630?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7541585536613418630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=7541585536613418630&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7541585536613418630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7541585536613418630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/221207-winter-solstice-festival-part-1.html' title='22/12/07 Winter Solstice Festival (Part 1)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R3HgBM4uUDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sFqQzQg8_gI/s72-c/Nov-21Dec2007+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-2505140394615649332</id><published>2007-12-24T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T13:43:59.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Fingers Game</title><content type='html'>21/12/07 Friday                       Dry Evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a small pasar malam near our area every Friday. While daddy is away buying sapper from pasar malam, we had a simple fingers game in the house. How to play the game? Simple: Give instructions to your younger kids to place their fingers/ show them how you want their fingers to look like then place their fingers at different part of their body. Example: &lt;br /&gt;1) Place your thumb under your armpit&lt;br /&gt;2) Put your ‘Pointers’ besides your ears &lt;br /&gt;3) Put 2 fingers on your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29FQc4uT8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/4MJEybNXyL0/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29FQc4uT8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/4MJEybNXyL0/s200/Nov-21Dec2007+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147409048042098626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Only leave your Thumb &amp; Pinky out, keep your ‘pointer’, ‘tall man’ and ‘ring man’ then put it on your nose. *I know I know, Wen Wen is just being notti placing her pinky in her nostril* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29FRM4uT9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/r_eRLo7y3yQ/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29FRM4uT9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/r_eRLo7y3yQ/s200/Nov-21Dec2007+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147409060927000530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Then I said, for the same pattern, I want the &lt;strong&gt;Thumb on the nose&lt;/strong&gt;. *Xuan Xuan doing it right without any problem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29FRs4uT-I/AAAAAAAAAQE/nAFYr_sRkWM/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29FRs4uT-I/AAAAAAAAAQE/nAFYr_sRkWM/s200/Nov-21Dec2007+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147409069516935138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how's my Wen Wen did it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29FSM4uT_I/AAAAAAAAAQM/S_e0ij8AJgU/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29FSM4uT_I/AAAAAAAAAQM/S_e0ij8AJgU/s200/Nov-21Dec2007+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147409078106869746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29GVs4uUAI/AAAAAAAAAQU/AjQAwoV_cFA/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29GVs4uUAI/AAAAAAAAAQU/AjQAwoV_cFA/s200/Nov-21Dec2007+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147410237748039682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I repeated few more times, “Put your &lt;strong&gt;Thumb on your nose&lt;/strong&gt;”. She is still struggling… Then….hahahah….hahaha…I laugh till my teeth also almost fell off… *at the same time I quickly go grab my camera to snap the above photos*&lt;br /&gt;Wen Wen is trying hard to put the &lt;strong&gt;Tongue&lt;/strong&gt; instead of her &lt;strong&gt;Thumb&lt;/strong&gt; on her nose…. Try to look at the pics again…got the jokes???hahahahhhh…hahahahhhh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29GWc4uUBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/WgY0DR4aFyo/s1600-h/Nov-21Dec2007+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29GWc4uUBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/WgY0DR4aFyo/s200/Nov-21Dec2007+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147410250632941586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-2505140394615649332?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2505140394615649332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=2505140394615649332&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/2505140394615649332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/2505140394615649332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-fingers-game.html' title='Little Fingers Game'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R29FQc4uT8I/AAAAAAAAAP0/4MJEybNXyL0/s72-c/Nov-21Dec2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-36816740857783571</id><published>2007-12-21T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:27:40.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Evening with Barney &amp; Friends!</title><content type='html'>20/12/07   Thursday                  Sunny + Raining Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Today is public holiday. PH=No work! Early morning, we did some groceries shopping at Giant, Cheras with my mum &amp; my sisters (LeeFen &amp; LeeYien). We had chicken porridge in my mum’s house for lunch before we went back to our own house for a nap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children definitely need a nap today, why?? Because they will be going to see Barney &amp; friends this evening! Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/"&gt;Chinnee&lt;/a&gt; for sharing the info. Tick tock….tick tock… Time to go to 1 Utama now… My 2 kids are so excited! Singing &amp; asking tonnes of  questions in the car… What songs will Barney sing for us? Will Barney carry me? Barney mummy also coming? Etc…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is quarter plus 7pm by the time we reach 1-U. We are so lucky to get a nice car park just in front of Jusco entrance. We are so so lucky that when we exit Jusco, the big stage for Barney &amp; Friends is just right in front of us… no need for us to go up &amp; down, left &amp; right looking for Barney… really so so so lucky… it has been ages that we didn’t visit 1-U… is so grand now! I can imagine, if we have been to the wrong entrance, sure 8pm, we all not able to meet Barney on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!Look at the crowd! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5MM4uTxI/AAAAAAAAAOU/C0JeneXoMoU/s1600-h/Picture+514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5MM4uTxI/AAAAAAAAAOU/C0JeneXoMoU/s320/Picture+514.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146269880981278482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those kids &amp; parents sitting in a ‘stable’ like area are those lucky kids who can have photo session with Barney &amp; Friends after the show. Little tips to enter the ‘stable’ – No purchase required but you have to register with the staff when the Deejay announces it *I don’t know, maybe 30mins or an hour before the show gua* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really scared of the crowd, so finally we manage to find a nice place at 2nd floor… Not too bad… when I zoom in I still manage to snap these…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5Mc4uTyI/AAAAAAAAAOc/k6gtMjjJrWM/s1600-h/Picture+515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5Mc4uTyI/AAAAAAAAAOc/k6gtMjjJrWM/s320/Picture+515.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146269885276245794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5M84uTzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/p-ce-ShwjY0/s1600-h/Picture+519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5M84uTzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/p-ce-ShwjY0/s320/Picture+519.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146269893866180402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5NM4uT0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/HXUjZeJBjR0/s1600-h/Picture+531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5NM4uT0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/HXUjZeJBjR0/s320/Picture+531.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146269898161147714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha… here are my gals with Little Barney…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5Ns4uT1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/K5QgDSsOYww/s1600-h/Picture+521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5Ns4uT1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/K5QgDSsOYww/s320/Picture+521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146269906751082322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s8QM4uT2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/CRohJZ1rb4s/s1600-h/Picture+523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s8QM4uT2I/AAAAAAAAAO8/CRohJZ1rb4s/s320/Picture+523.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146273248235638626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s8Qs4uT3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/WdRN5CP6on8/s1600-h/Picture+524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s8Qs4uT3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/WdRN5CP6on8/s320/Picture+524.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146273256825573234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually after the show, seems like any kids also allow to go up stage to have photo session with Barney &amp; friends. Unfortunately, parents are not allowed to go up stage. Hence, my shy &amp; timorous girls missed the chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s8Q84uT4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/BcJsj3G_P1Q/s1600-h/Picture+532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s8Q84uT4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/BcJsj3G_P1Q/s320/Picture+532.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146273261120540546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my 2 girls are braved enough to have this…ok also lah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s8Rc4uT5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/pV0U9SkrcrY/s1600-h/Picture+533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s8Rc4uT5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/pV0U9SkrcrY/s320/Picture+533.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146273269710475154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-36816740857783571?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/36816740857783571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=36816740857783571&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/36816740857783571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/36816740857783571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/great-evening-with-bunny-friends.html' title='Great Evening with Barney &amp; Friends!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2s5MM4uTxI/AAAAAAAAAOU/C0JeneXoMoU/s72-c/Picture+514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4743985993815685254</id><published>2007-12-19T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:19:25.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Saturday 15/12/07 (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>After my ‘popo’s birthday dinner, is about 10pm but that’s not the end of the story yet. Our night activity continues… as we need to rush to my boss’s Christmas Party! By the time we reached my boss’s house, is about 10.30pm already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the children, they are playing games… still lots of guests around…luckily! ‘Phew’ *Again wiping off the cool sweat* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQi84uTpI/AAAAAAAAANU/7w8DU-Tjjjk/s1600-h/Picture+467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQi84uTpI/AAAAAAAAANU/7w8DU-Tjjjk/s320/Picture+467.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591873148964498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQjM4uTqI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZWGK5f0ien8/s1600-h/Picture+470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQjM4uTqI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZWGK5f0ien8/s320/Picture+470.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591877443931810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a closer look at the Santa with Green T-shirt &amp; shorts. He is my mat salleh boss lor…So cute hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQjs4uTrI/AAAAAAAAANk/KJXaeb3cmfY/s1600-h/Picture+472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQjs4uTrI/AAAAAAAAANk/KJXaeb3cmfY/s320/Picture+472.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591886033866418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my 2 girls, they also got the presents from Santa even though they are too young to participate in the games! Me pulak enjoying looking at the kids…so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQj84uTsI/AAAAAAAAANs/d_GS2Y-pinI/s1600-h/Picture+478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQj84uTsI/AAAAAAAAANs/d_GS2Y-pinI/s320/Picture+478.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591890328833730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas party ended about 12.30midnight. Before we left, all children are given Christmas party pack. They are happy holding it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQks4uTtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QdnOkrk3jiA/s1600-h/Picture+480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQks4uTtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QdnOkrk3jiA/s320/Picture+480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591903213735634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left, I managed to get my 2 girls to stand before the Christmas tree for photo session! You might wondering, what so great about it? I think is amazing for young toddler like them can still smile during photo session even though is past midnight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jTac4uTuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/4rSF0LLcdkU/s1600-h/Picture+486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jTac4uTuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/4rSF0LLcdkU/s320/Picture+486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145595025654959842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached home around 1.30am. My Wen Wen dozed off in the car before we reached home. Look at my Xuan Xuan… She’s still able to open her eyes wide to take photo with our entire Christmas giftsss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jTas4uTvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XUfdQ7TLNI4/s1600-h/Picture+499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jTas4uTvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XUfdQ7TLNI4/s320/Picture+499.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145595029949927154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Santa arrived early this year, we decided to open our presents early…&lt;br /&gt;Here we go… all the presents are lovely!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jTbM4uTwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Bhy7-q-TKPQ/s1600-h/Picture+505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jTbM4uTwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Bhy7-q-TKPQ/s320/Picture+505.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145595038539861762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas &amp; Happy New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;May we all have a better 2008!!&lt;br /&gt;Lets us all treasure the remaining days of 2007 before is too late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4743985993815685254?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4743985993815685254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4743985993815685254&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4743985993815685254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4743985993815685254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy-saturday-151207-part-3.html' title='Busy Saturday 15/12/07 (Part 3)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2jQi84uTpI/AAAAAAAAANU/7w8DU-Tjjjk/s72-c/Picture+467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-2479090580247826468</id><published>2007-12-18T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T17:12:00.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Saturday 15/12/07 (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Saturday        15/12/07           Extremely Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the playgroup, we have been to Jusco to source for some Christmas gifts. These gifts are to be used later. I personally like those gifts; hopefully the one who gets it likes it too! Wanna know what was the gift? No problem, here we go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2d-zM4uTfI/AAAAAAAAAME/lqX45PMceLY/s1600-h/Picture+378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2d-zM4uTfI/AAAAAAAAAME/lqX45PMceLY/s200/Picture+378.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145220517391650290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2d-zc4uTgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ujAKFeV7yNc/s1600-h/Picture+379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2d-zc4uTgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ujAKFeV7yNc/s200/Picture+379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145220521686617602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had pizza for our lunch. By the time we reached home, it was about 3.30pm. My 2 girls were a bit cranky at that time as they were exhausted *Both woke up very early this morning, about 7.30am.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They napped at around 4pm &amp; woke up at 6pm!!! Ah!!! We were late! Wondering why? This is the reason… we have to attend my ‘po po’ (grandmother’s) birthday dinner this evening!!! No choice, only me &amp; daddy able to have quick shower. My 2 girls become marinated salted veg today!  *sorry girls, don’t scold mommy when u read this*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at our dining table now waiting to be served…phew! *wiping off the cool sweat* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2d_3M4uThI/AAAAAAAAAMU/AssDYeWJOjo/s1600-h/Picture+381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2d_3M4uThI/AAAAAAAAAMU/AssDYeWJOjo/s200/Picture+381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145221685622754834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First dish… ‘Sau Mi’ (Longevity Noodles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDMM4uTiI/AAAAAAAAAMc/dG9W5NDi3GM/s1600-h/Picture+397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDMM4uTiI/AAAAAAAAAMc/dG9W5NDi3GM/s320/Picture+397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145225344934891042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my ‘popo’, she’s so happy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDMs4uTjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/JSZA9MdwUE0/s1600-h/Picture+398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDMs4uTjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/JSZA9MdwUE0/s320/Picture+398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145225353524825650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my father, this is the most expensive dish, so I decided to take it down… it cost us RM 280/dish… It is actually a giant sea cucumber with some scallops in… if you like sea cucumber; sure you will enjoy this dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eFZs4uTnI/AAAAAAAAANE/qr-siYnxgjc/s1600-h/Picture+403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eFZs4uTnI/AAAAAAAAANE/qr-siYnxgjc/s200/Picture+403.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145227775886380658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eFbc4uToI/AAAAAAAAANM/i4E4VFSZNxc/s1600-h/Picture+404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eFbc4uToI/AAAAAAAAANM/i4E4VFSZNxc/s200/Picture+404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145227805951151746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah! Time to blow candles! Look at me, use the microphone to sing birthday song for my ‘po po’, don’t play play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDNM4uTkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/EgnLjMvR2ps/s1600-h/Picture+416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDNM4uTkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/EgnLjMvR2ps/s320/Picture+416.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145225362114760258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my ‘po po’ long life with healthy body! I wish her happy 365 days a year, 24hours a day! I love her so much. She is as dearly as my mother. She looked after me when I was still a baby. She is so precious to me, she give me lots of advice &amp; guidance when things are not right, especially when my kids are sick. She has her own special way to treat sickly baby. I love listening to her story &amp; experience. I don’t even dare to think what is going to happen to me without her. I promise I will give you my best within my ability while you are still around. “popo” Wo ai ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my words from my bottom of my heart, now is cake cutting time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDNs4uTlI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ocjKbyoZ7I8/s1600-h/Picture+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDNs4uTlI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ocjKbyoZ7I8/s320/Picture+428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145225370704694866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is very precious to me, and I wish to share it with everyone who visited my blog. All my uncles, aunties, cousin sister/brother &amp; my very own family members are here. All are from my ‘popo’ &amp; my late grandfather. Have you ever think how big your family can grow when you are at your 80s??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDN84uTmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/x1AKScuLLSo/s1600-h/Picture+462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2eDN84uTmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/x1AKScuLLSo/s320/Picture+462.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145225374999662178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy Saturday (Part 3 on the way...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-2479090580247826468?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2479090580247826468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=2479090580247826468&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/2479090580247826468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/2479090580247826468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy-saturday-151207-part-2.html' title='Busy Saturday 15/12/07 (Part 2)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2d-zM4uTfI/AAAAAAAAAME/lqX45PMceLY/s72-c/Picture+378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-7466606872705607370</id><published>2007-12-18T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T15:21:43.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Saturday 15/12/07 (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>Saturday        15/12/07           Extremely Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family had a busy Saturday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning, we were attending our enjoyable playgroup. &lt;br /&gt;Times really fly… my turn again on duty to prepare craft for our little genius! &lt;br /&gt;A day before, you can imagine how busy I was to cut all this colorful circle for our kids…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dwtc4uTZI/AAAAAAAAALU/PtRlKyo9gT8/s1600-h/Picture+350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dwtc4uTZI/AAAAAAAAALU/PtRlKyo9gT8/s320/Picture+350.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145205025444613522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what we are doing with all these circles??? &lt;br /&gt;They ultimately will become…. “ching ching ching….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzjM4uTaI/AAAAAAAAALc/2Pyyy5rd-50/s1600-h/Picture+351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzjM4uTaI/AAAAAAAAALc/2Pyyy5rd-50/s320/Picture+351.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145208147885837730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzjs4uTbI/AAAAAAAAALk/07y0Itcx_ds/s1600-h/Picture+352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzjs4uTbI/AAAAAAAAALk/07y0Itcx_ds/s320/Picture+352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145208156475772338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are right, they will becomes fishes, bubbles and fishes’ eyes.&lt;br /&gt;What a nice &amp; simple craft with just different sizes &amp; colorful circles… *ya ya ya , I know mommy always shiok sdr, sorry lor*&lt;br /&gt;Look at this photo… ugly hor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzkM4uTcI/AAAAAAAAALs/YHFQXMzsMK4/s1600-h/Picture+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzkM4uTcI/AAAAAAAAALs/YHFQXMzsMK4/s320/Picture+354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145208165065706946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s my daddy’s art! *Sorry daddy, your art doesn’t meet my expectation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! My sister is kind enough to help me make this little fruit tart for the kids during their snack time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzkc4uTdI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Jc1jitcnyZs/s1600-h/Picture+371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzkc4uTdI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Jc1jitcnyZs/s320/Picture+371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145208169360674258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closed up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzk84uTeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rjyjSj1M9UA/s1600-h/Picture+374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dzk84uTeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rjyjSj1M9UA/s320/Picture+374.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145208177950608866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks yummy hor… My 2 girls enjoy it so much! Each of them had 2 fruit tarts before they play with those circles…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s our morning activity… To be continued with “Busy Saturday Part 2” for Evening activity…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-7466606872705607370?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7466606872705607370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=7466606872705607370&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7466606872705607370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7466606872705607370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy-saturday-151207-part-1.html' title='Busy Saturday 15/12/07 (Part 1)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R2dwtc4uTZI/AAAAAAAAALU/PtRlKyo9gT8/s72-c/Picture+350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-6997017612055844934</id><published>2007-12-14T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T08:47:45.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any idea dealing with stubborn toddler?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, my little Wen Wen really drives me up to the ROOF! Is 10.30pm, bedtime, after changing my Xuan Xuan, I called my Wen Wen. Calling after calling, she ignored me, she continued with her play. I started to yell &amp; telling her if she doesn’t want to change now, I will no longer change pyjamas for her. She ignored me again. My flush of blood shoots up to my brain! I threw her pyjamas on her bed and I go to my bed &amp; I try shutting my eyes. Hah! Here comes my Wen Wen crying &amp; screaming “Mommy! Mommy!” I ignore her at first. The longer I ignore her, the louder she cried until my Xuan Xuan told me to change for her as she can’t sleep because is noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am struggling within myself: If I were to give in, for sure Wen Wen will ignore me whenever she feels like she wants to, because end of the day she still gets what she wants … If I don’t give in, it is so unfair to my Xuan Xuan to bear the noise! How How how??? I think hard, real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, I finally give in, I change her with her pyjamas. I told her &amp; I reason out with her. I don’t think she understand… I really don’t know how to deal with her..Xuan Xuan is so so so much easy to manage but not Wen Wen. Guess I will have to wait a little longer before Wen Wen can understand…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word to Xuan Xuan: You are such a sweet girl and always listen to mommy &amp; daddy. When u reach teenage, hopefully you will still wanna listen to your mommy &amp; daddy. We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word to Wen Wen: You are very stubborn &amp; always do thing at your own pace. Hopefully your persistent can bring you far on…&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that you will becomes a more reasonable toddler/teenage soon! We love you too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-6997017612055844934?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6997017612055844934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=6997017612055844934&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6997017612055844934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6997017612055844934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/any-idea-dealing-with-stubborn-toddler.html' title='Any idea dealing with stubborn toddler?'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-64416036876041956</id><published>2007-12-10T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T14:57:01.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boss's Birthday 9/12/07</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my boss’s birthday. I get to know his birthday only on last Thursday. *This is my new boss ma… can’t blame me*&lt;br /&gt;Really have no idea what to buy for him. As usual, bosses have all the money to buy whatever they want, so they don’t lack of anything. Headache! Headache! Headache! What to buy?? My boss’s wife suggested that I made something for him. I know clearly that handmade craft is unique &amp; special, but is also time consuming… With my 2 girls around, not sure whether I can do it or not… *very doubtful*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Friday - as soon as I stepped into the office, I started to browse around to search for birthday card. *That’s the reason why you don’t see any posting last Friday, if you have been following my post* While searching, an idea just filled my mind. Immediately, I grabbed my camera &amp; started to snap my colleagues’ photos. One by one… One after another…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed out the birthday card from the internet. Then slowly I made a cut on all the people’s head &amp; animal’s head in order for me to paste all my colleagues’ photo in there.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you don’t understand what I mean… Please take a beep on the below photos…&lt;br /&gt;Here comes my boss’s birthday card… Hah! What a great achievement Kelly! Well done! *Tak da orang puji, no choice have to praise my own self lor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1zjDwsQF-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/13YFus4hcmE/s1600-h/Picture+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1zjDwsQF-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/13YFus4hcmE/s200/Picture+323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142234528299882466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1zjEwsQF_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/b9ksJyDvkQU/s1600-h/Picture+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1zjEwsQF_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/b9ksJyDvkQU/s200/Picture+322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142234545479751666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1zjFQsQGAI/AAAAAAAAALE/hKm0t3iIOCQ/s1600-h/Picture+324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1zjFQsQGAI/AAAAAAAAALE/hKm0t3iIOCQ/s200/Picture+324.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142234554069686274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1zjFgsQGBI/AAAAAAAAALM/t9iVVPK6qd4/s1600-h/Picture+325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1zjFgsQGBI/AAAAAAAAALM/t9iVVPK6qd4/s200/Picture+325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142234558364653586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-64416036876041956?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/64416036876041956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=64416036876041956&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/64416036876041956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/64416036876041956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-bosss-birthday-91207.html' title='My Boss&apos;s Birthday 9/12/07'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1zjDwsQF-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/13YFus4hcmE/s72-c/Picture+323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-9180233448215244334</id><published>2007-12-10T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T11:57:45.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Playgroup – 8/12/07</title><content type='html'>Saturday Playgroup – 8/12/07       Sunny Day (morning) Wet (late evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After missing playgroup for 2 weeks, we can’t afford to miss the fun anymore. We attended last Saturday’s playgroup. Look at my 2 girls, early morning already woke up &amp; now they are ready to go to playgroup! They are like me, can’t wait to see our friends…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1yuzAsQFzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hFsso7US_pU/s1600-h/Picture+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1yuzAsQFzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hFsso7US_pU/s200/Picture+231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142177065932429106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1yu0AsQF0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/JFWv32pqlsw/s1600-h/Picture+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1yu0AsQF0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/JFWv32pqlsw/s200/Picture+232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142177083112298306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 weeks, so much to catch up! Mummy Jane turned up with her slimmed body after 2 months confinement. Really jealous! Wonder how she managed to do so! Me after 2 Years, body like ****, haiz…. No eyes see! Mummy Vigness shared some good news with me! I’m so happy &amp; exciting hearing those good news! Mummy Joanne shared her blogging experience with me….and etc etc… me blah non-stop! *What to do, 2 weeks worth of  blah have to be done within 2 hours, you can imagine la*&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know about the good news too??? Look the the below photo, they will all become mother again!!! So excited! Congratulations!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1yv_AsQF1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/NW3GgbIEgw0/s1600-h/Picture+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1yv_AsQF1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/NW3GgbIEgw0/s200/Picture+250.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142178371602487122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craft time!&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Vigness was on duty this time round, she had prepared a simple &amp; fun craft for our kids. She had printed few pictures for our kids to choose, i.e. balloon, birthday cake, bear, fancy umbrella etc. What need to be done next? Simple, just stick those residual from hole puncher on the picture. Those residual is prepared by mummy Vigness beforehand with different color paper. Yes, is that simple. My 2 girls enjoy doing it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1y5FQsQF6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/C5SPkCRdnBA/s1600-h/Picture+239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1y5FQsQF6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/C5SPkCRdnBA/s200/Picture+239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142188374581319586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1y5GAsQF7I/AAAAAAAAAKc/BRRjHCNyk-I/s1600-h/Picture+242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1y5GAsQF7I/AAAAAAAAAKc/BRRjHCNyk-I/s200/Picture+242.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142188387466221490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1y5GgsQF8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/J2LH-BLrNms/s1600-h/Picture+245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1y5GgsQF8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/J2LH-BLrNms/s200/Picture+245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142188396056156098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1y5HAsQF9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/pKnq4DanFWU/s1600-h/Picture+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1y5HAsQF9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/pKnq4DanFWU/s200/Picture+252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142188404646090706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story time!&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Siaw Wei prepared a short but interesting story. This story is talking about a baby monkey who wants everything he sees. His mummy loves him so much, hence always finds ways to satisfy her baby, just like most of the mummy out there does including me. One day, this baby monkey saw a moon, and he told his mummy that he wanted the moon in the sky. His mummy thinks of various ways to try to get the moon for her beloved child. Finally she thought of a way… she climbed up a tree and tried to catch the ‘moon’ in the pond for her little one. Unfortunately, the branch can’t support her weight! Splash! She fell off the tree! Moral of the story: Do not spoil your child but to educate your child the right way! * That’s Mummy Joanne’s motto*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How meaningful it is! Not only have the children in the playgroup learned, parents do learn together! This story is more to parents, hor???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message to Xuan Xuan &amp; Wen Wen:&lt;br /&gt;When you grew up &amp; become a mother one day, you will understand why sometimes you won’t get what you want! One thing for sure, the reason would be to bring you up as a better person. Trust me, mommy&amp;daddy love u very very much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-9180233448215244334?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/9180233448215244334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=9180233448215244334&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/9180233448215244334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/9180233448215244334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/saturday-playgroup-81207.html' title='Saturday Playgroup – 8/12/07'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1yuzAsQFzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hFsso7US_pU/s72-c/Picture+231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-6336608374348897558</id><published>2007-12-06T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:06:49.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzles ... Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;17/11/07 Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;,    Sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my 2 gals already used to attend playgroup every Saturday. This morning, they both wake up very early *as if they know is a Saturday*. While waiting for me to get ready *prepare whatever necessary*, they both had a puzzles session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, after doing a piece or two, my little Wen Wen will start yelling/sobbing: “mommy cannot one… mommy…cannot one!” Normally I will tell her, if cannot, don’t do, later mommy/Xuan Xuan will help you finish it. *I really don’t have the patient sometimes, I know is bad…* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started her first piece…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then second…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then third…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1dJDif6J5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kahM44SO1nE/s1600-h/P1000734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1dJDif6J5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kahM44SO1nE/s320/P1000734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140657824815785874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I notified my husband… we both waiting for her to yell… *with our eyes open wide*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1dJEif6J6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/XSnRiLFVBMc/s1600-h/P1000744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1dJEif6J6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/XSnRiLFVBMc/s320/P1000744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140657841995655074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1dJEyf6J7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/5ns5fPHDVbA/s1600-h/P1000745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1dJEyf6J7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/5ns5fPHDVbA/s320/P1000745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140657846290622386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise my little Wen Wen able to finished off the 12-Pieces-puzzle without any assistance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1dLCyf6J8I/AAAAAAAAAJU/42eE-WmVHSU/s1600-h/P1000746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1dLCyf6J8I/AAAAAAAAAJU/42eE-WmVHSU/s320/P1000746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140660010954139586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Wow! Wow! What a great achievement, my darling Wen Wen! *Mommy always ‘shiok sendiri’* I’m very proud of you Wen Wen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-6336608374348897558?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6336608374348897558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=6336608374348897558&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6336608374348897558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6336608374348897558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/puzzles-part-2.html' title='Puzzles ... Part 2'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1dJDif6J5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kahM44SO1nE/s72-c/P1000734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8151146465910469704</id><published>2007-12-04T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:07:27.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy Evening - 3/12/07    Sunny Day</title><content type='html'>We had a messy evening yesterday! Guess what we did???&lt;br /&gt;We bought this key-chain last weekend… *promotional item – buy 1 free 1*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1S52Sf6JrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MOnhl1t8cmM/s1600-R/Picture+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1S52Sf6JrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cU-HUvtdB5I/s320/Picture+186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139937417066325682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When open, then we realize is actually double sided with different pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1S7Bif6JsI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eebPVutOt9U/s1600-R/Picture+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1S7Bif6JsI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Iorq6s3P__k/s200/Picture+188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139938709851481794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1S7CCf6JtI/AAAAAAAAAHc/C61Yuhtghcs/s1600-R/Picture+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1S7CCf6JtI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mYNlMQVvwRw/s200/Picture+189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139938718441416402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to color…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1XzvCf6JxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/k8L2DlHIFvs/s1600-h/Picture+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1XzvCf6JxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/k8L2DlHIFvs/s320/Picture+190.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140282539163395858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X0hSf6JyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bTxobbWW3-Y/s1600-h/Picture+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X0hSf6JyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bTxobbWW3-Y/s320/Picture+197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140283402451822370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really got to be very patient… *I cut some of the brush away in order to get a thinner brush to color the edge*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color it slowly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4BSf6JzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/VpSqiVhiaqc/s1600-h/Picture+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4BSf6JzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/VpSqiVhiaqc/s320/Picture+200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140287250742519602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada…Here comes my Xuan Xuan’s key chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4CSf6J1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/piHUiNQVqQQ/s1600-h/Picture+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4CSf6J1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/piHUiNQVqQQ/s320/Picture+202.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140287267922388818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s my Wen Wen’s key chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4Bif6J0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/6Xqiyr6KLrc/s1600-h/Picture+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4Bif6J0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/6Xqiyr6KLrc/s320/Picture+203.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140287255037486914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This side of the key chain looks better???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4Cyf6J2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/fUzr-Ryha4w/s1600-h/Picture+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4Cyf6J2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/fUzr-Ryha4w/s320/Picture+201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140287276512323426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s because I hold Wen Wen’s hand to color!!! No bad huh! *mommy tak malu*&lt;br /&gt;My 2 gals with the final product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4DCf6J3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/EVTKAjDIrtU/s1600-h/Picture+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X4DCf6J3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/EVTKAjDIrtU/s320/Picture+207.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140287280807290738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X5Uyf6J4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/MPs5ZYoc4GI/s1600-h/Picture+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1X5Uyf6J4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/MPs5ZYoc4GI/s320/Picture+228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140288685261596546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8151146465910469704?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8151146465910469704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8151146465910469704&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8151146465910469704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8151146465910469704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/messy-evening-31207-sunny-day.html' title='Messy Evening - 3/12/07    Sunny Day'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1S52Sf6JrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cU-HUvtdB5I/s72-c/Picture+186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8489708734924983405</id><published>2007-12-04T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:55:27.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzles ... Part 1</title><content type='html'>Wen Wen's puzzle collection (Used to be Xuan Xuan's initially)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1SkEif6JnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kNweTPKdNMY/s1600-R/Picture+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1SkEif6JnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uBhOwbxSrgs/s320/Picture+215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139913472623650418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan's puzzle collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1SkHif6JoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Kndk5IfF9lQ/s1600-R/Picture+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1SkHif6JoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/B3y-RW-cesE/s320/Picture+216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139913524163257986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months back…Probably somewhere in August… One of the mummy *Audrey Seet* in Sg Long playgroup share her experience with us about puzzle &amp; her 3+ years old son. She told us that puzzles can sometimes keep Jia Jun busy for a while. Wow… puzzles can keep our kids busy for some time!!! Sounds great to me! Furthermore the puzzle that she recommended is cheap - less than RM 2 for 12 pieces or 40 pieces puzzles. This makes it a more attractive deal. Without further delay, husband brought us all to Jusco after that playgroup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought four 12-pieces puzzles &amp; one 40-pieces puzzles for Xuan Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan is pretty smart. She managed to do all 12-pieces puzzles within 2 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;She is very patient, trial &amp; error without giving me much headache. True enough, puzzles can really keep Xuan Xuan busy for some time. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For 40-pieces puzzles, initially Xuan Xuan didn't seems interested as the pieces are smaller, and she complaints about too many pieces. Luckily, not much hard work for me before she can manage 40 pieces puzzle by her own. For the first time, she was able to sort out 30% of the 40 pieces. Second round with the same 40 pieces puzzles, she was able to do 50% of it. For the third time, she was able to complete it without my guidance. I am very pleased with you, Xuan Xuan! *Mommy “shiok” sendiri again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Xuan Xuan has five 40-pieces puzzles! Sometimes I will mix two 40-pieces to make it 80 pieces for Xuan Xuan to sort it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1SlCCf6JpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Jg0KKg23RtE/s1600-R/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1SlCCf6JpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/atuW0xwTI-I/s200/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139914529185605266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1SlCSf6JqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Vs_wAv6jKAI/s1600-R/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1SlCSf6JqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/cqPVS8RS1ds/s200/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139914533480572578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she has practice the same puzzle again and again for many times, so there isn’t any great challenge to her! Maybe I will mix it more the next round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...Daddy &amp; me are now sourcing for more pieces puzzle with reasonable price...Any recommendation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8489708734924983405?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8489708734924983405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8489708734924983405&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8489708734924983405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8489708734924983405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/puzzles-part-1.html' title='Puzzles ... Part 1'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1SkEif6JnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uBhOwbxSrgs/s72-c/Picture+215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-6622052333281113472</id><published>2007-12-03T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T08:43:27.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan's Masterpiece</title><content type='html'>28/11/07  Wednesday,       Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great evening. Xuan Xuan is recovering fast! She no longer complains about her sore mouth! Hurray! My Xuan Xuan is the bravest girl around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan even surprise me &amp; daddy with the drawing on the ballon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NOYOZRodI/AAAAAAAAAGE/E7XGcv3J6NI/s1600-R/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NOYOZRodI/AAAAAAAAAGE/AdhHLqRKlfg/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139537777847804370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy &amp; me can’t believe it as we didn’t teach her any drawing. Anyway, she loves scribble. She will take out her pen/pencil/color pencil &amp; paper to scribble whenever she feels like want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Daddy &amp; me couldn’t believe our eyes, we requested Xuan Xuan to draw it again on a paper. Yeah… she is drawing now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NQCOZRoeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DRvn_y-ilBY/s1600-R/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NQCOZRoeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8QKHRyfnGs/s320/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139539598913937890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing in progress…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NQCuZRofI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dfzpUa9E1o4/s1600-R/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NQCuZRofI/AAAAAAAAAGU/N7Mq9FBOPps/s320/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139539607503872498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NQDOZRogI/AAAAAAAAAGc/bTMV6e3My5g/s1600-R/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NQDOZRogI/AAAAAAAAAGc/EICfnJlHjPY/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139539616093807106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo!! She did it! I saw it with my own eyes! Ripley’s believe it or not… *mommy shiok sendiri again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NRAOZRohI/AAAAAAAAAGk/p2rDisiQneM/s1600-R/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NRAOZRohI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ywE5eRONgWw/s320/Picture+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139540664065827346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Xuan Xuan: "What is the dot dot on the chest?"&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan answered without thinking: "nen nen lah"&lt;br /&gt;#%$@&amp;*$%#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-6622052333281113472?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6622052333281113472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=6622052333281113472&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6622052333281113472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/6622052333281113472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/12/xuan-xuans-masterpiece.html' title='Xuan Xuan&apos;s Masterpiece'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R1NOYOZRodI/AAAAAAAAAGE/AdhHLqRKlfg/s72-c/Picture+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-7182763110609290710</id><published>2007-11-30T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:02:14.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nite...</title><content type='html'>28/11/07, Wednesday       Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a sunny day so far… my mood also as sunny as the day…&lt;br /&gt;I had 4 continuous cloudy &amp; rainy days within myself … today is the first sunny day after 4 days of battle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History begins…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan started off with fever last Friday (23/11/07). Doctor said is caused by the blister/ulser in her mouth. She had high fever. Her fever didn’t subside even though we fed her paracetamol every 4 hours. I sponge her with cool water for about an hour, still didn’t work. No choice, I have to utilize my last resort, which is to give her the medicine through backside to bring down the fever just before she went to bed. She refused initially, when she sensed that I’m disappointed with her refusal, she came to me with her shaking body *cause she’s in fear* &amp; requested me to do it gently. Finally, after an hour or so, her body temperature went down a little. Kept checking at her the whole night…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 24/11/07    Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;We missed the playgroup as Xuan Xuan still not in good condition. Since Xuan Xuan’s only having mild fever, daddy decided to bring us to the nearest playground before we proceed with breakfast. Xuan Xuan &amp; Wen Wen running around &amp; playing happily. Xuan Xuan had a whole cheese bun for breakfast! Then we decided to go round our area to check out the available kindy in our area. Manage to visit 2 taska. Nothing great about any of the taska. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blister in Xuan Xuan’s mouth spread extremely fast. I discovered this when I want to apply oral gel before her nap time. She was complaining about the pain every now and then. I kept telling her that after apply the oral gel, virus will die and will leave her mouth. Then she will no longer feel the pain. She listened &amp; let me apply gel on her lips&amp; tongue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-7182763110609290710?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7182763110609290710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=7182763110609290710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7182763110609290710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7182763110609290710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleepless-nite_30.html' title='Sleepless Nite...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-5804102249373647451</id><published>2007-11-30T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:01:28.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nite (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>Sunday, 25/11/07   Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan didn’t have good sleep last night, she cried every 2 hours to complaint about the pain in her mouth with her eyes shut. Managed to calm her down by offering her milk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we decided to go Mid Valley to replace our faulty digital camera. Xuan Xuan’s fever is on and off…but still she is able to drink milk. *30 minutes to finish off 3 ounces of milk*  Xuan Xuan’s condition is getting worse, she didn’t manage to eat anything. No bread, no snack, no sweets…nothing solid at all! I’m extremely worried… Everytime give her water/milk, she will cry &amp; refuse to take. Sometimes I have to encourage her…keep telling her she is brave girl to fight the virus. She can take the pain…Sometimes, I have to scold her…then only she will force herself to drink a little… my heart is bleeding everytime seeing her cry in pain. Today, she didn’t want me to touch her lips at all, hard to apply oral gel… I know this will make the situation worse, so sometimes, I got not choice but to use harsh words… Xuan Xuan, I’m sorry, but I love you deeply. Hopefully you will recover soon.&lt;br /&gt;Manage to snap some photos with my new camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09gudVrlqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FQlcmG7zJ0g/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09gudVrlqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FQlcmG7zJ0g/s200/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138432051118839458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09gu9VrlrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/8D6T2MxXLT8/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09gu9VrlrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/8D6T2MxXLT8/s200/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138432059708774066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-5804102249373647451?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5804102249373647451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=5804102249373647451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5804102249373647451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5804102249373647451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleepless-nite-part-1_30.html' title='Sleepless Nite (Part 1)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09gudVrlqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FQlcmG7zJ0g/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-3845866554370300376</id><published>2007-11-30T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:55:25.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nite (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Monday, 26/11/07   Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan didn’t have deep sleep last night, she cried even more frequent throughout the night with her eyes shut. Not able to calm her down by milk as I think she must be in real pain, she can hardly drink now. Basically, I can only see her cry in pain with my broken heart, helplessly… let her cry until tired then she went back to sleep. There was one time, around 3am, I gave her milk and I knew she’s hungry *as no solid food at all the whole day* and wanted to drink, but she can’t cause of the pain, she only able to hold the bottle and cry and cry and cry until she fall a sleep. I can’t stop my tears…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh… is 6.30am… I have to drag myself to go to work even though I don’t feel like want to. How can I put my heart in work when my Xuan Xuan is seriously ill? What choice do I have? Luckily my husband willing to take Emergency leave to look after my Xuan Xuan. That make me feel better when Xuan Xuan is with her own daddy. Early morning itself, daddy brought Xuan Xuan to revisit the paed. He confirmed that Xuan Xuan is down with Hand, Foot, Mouth disease!!! Oh Gosh!! What to do now? I’m so panic! I almost called my husband every 1-1.5 hour to check on Xuan Xuan’s condition, she drink enough water? She had any solid food? Any fever? Did she cry a lot?? Is she still energetic?? According to the paed, children who are suffering from Coxsackie will take 7-10days to recover. Most importantly must drink lots of water… *In my heart – I was thinking, how on earth you expect kids to drink water with their sore mouth? Even an adult like me can’t take it!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Monday seems so long to me! Finally reaching 5.30pm, I rushed home at once. When Xuan Xuan saw me, she was sobbing pointing at her mouth. Immediately, I hugged her tiny body! My tears again started rolling… I asked her if she wants anything… She was shaking her head &amp; complaining about the soreness…Wow! Again my heart was like being stab continuously by a sharp knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not an easy night dealing with sickly kid… Again, patient patient patient is the only way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-3845866554370300376?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3845866554370300376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=3845866554370300376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3845866554370300376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3845866554370300376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleepless-nite-part-2_30.html' title='Sleepless Nite (Part 2)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-8330764523413679979</id><published>2007-11-30T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:54:05.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nite (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 27/11/07     Wet morning, cloudy most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am on leave to take care of my Xuan Xuan. I don’t see any improvement on her. Disappointed! Arg!!! She kept sobbing and pointing at her sore mouth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09dYdVrlmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IsPGcTfBTYc/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09dYdVrlmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IsPGcTfBTYc/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138428374626834018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t let me touch her lips at all, she didn’t even let me see, don’t talk about apply any oral gel. Forget it! I’m having hard time!!! &lt;br /&gt;Look at those white spots…they have grown so big!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09e0dVrlnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Z0WQKWpwMMw/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09e0dVrlnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Z0WQKWpwMMw/s200/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138429955174798962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09e0tVrloI/AAAAAAAAAFk/p9NviBM8P8o/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09e0tVrloI/AAAAAAAAAFk/p9NviBM8P8o/s200/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138429959469766274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09e1NVrlpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/w0SakCOMsjE/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09e1NVrlpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/w0SakCOMsjE/s200/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138429968059700882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough, I can’t take it anymore, is up to my nose listening to her moan/whimper! I scolded her! Arh!!! What have I done! Guess I must be out of my mind! How can I scolded my dearly Xuan Xuan who suffer so much from her sore mouth? When she opened wide her mouth to cry, I can’t believe my eyes!! Not only she’s having ulser/white spots all over her lips &amp; tongue, her “ceiling” &amp; the “bell” is also full of white spot! Gosh!!! No wonder, she took 30 minutes to finish off 3 ounces of milk!!! I hugged her tightly and kissed her tears off… I kept saying that my Xuan Xuan is the bravest girl around! As expected, tears rolling down my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 2 days (Sunday &amp; Monday) Xuan Xuan live without solid food. I almost go blank &amp; really don’t know what to do. I finally send her to my mother’s house by giving excuses that I have to clean up my bedroom/bedsheet in the evening about 3/4pm. I think that is for the best… my sister managed to feed Xuan Xuan ½ slice of bread. What a great achievement! Her fever is subsided by now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 8pm, my sister (LeeFen) again managed to feed her bun dipped with milk. I think she drank about 6 ounces of milk this time round… phew… what a relief! That is the last meal she took before she slept at about 9.30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-8330764523413679979?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8330764523413679979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=8330764523413679979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8330764523413679979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/8330764523413679979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleepless-nite-part-3_30.html' title='Sleepless Nite (Part 3)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09dYdVrlmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IsPGcTfBTYc/s72-c/Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-7068470450941037956</id><published>2007-11-30T08:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:43:47.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nite (Part 4)</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 28/11/07     Sunny Day…     continue from the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still cried in the middle of the night, and I managed to calm her by milk! A great achievement again! She managed to drink twice (3-4 ounces of milk) middle of the night. Guess she’s recovering! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when I woke up 6.30am, I asked her whether she still in pain. She shaked her head with a smile. I prepared 4 ounces of milk for her before I left the house. *Must take lots of fluid ma…*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called from office to check on Xuan Xuan’s status. My mom said she can eat now. I felt so light after that. Phew! Guess I can have a nice sleep tonight…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to snap some photo’s of her recovering lips…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09cqdVrlkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NdQUp2uz_GE/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09cqdVrlkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NdQUp2uz_GE/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138427584352851522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09cqtVrllI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YoqnhbU816s/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09cqtVrllI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YoqnhbU816s/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138427588647818834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-7068470450941037956?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7068470450941037956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=7068470450941037956&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7068470450941037956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7068470450941037956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleepless-nite-part-4.html' title='Sleepless Nite (Part 4)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R09cqdVrlkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NdQUp2uz_GE/s72-c/Picture+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-7032010389819413691</id><published>2007-11-22T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T17:15:58.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Learner???</title><content type='html'>20/11/07 Tuesday,   Rainy Evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home around 6.20pm, I notice that my mom has cooked us “Vinegared Pig's Trotters” (CHU KIOK CHOU) for dinner. This is one of my husband’s favorite food. In order for him to enjoy his favorite food as soon as possible, I decided to pick him up from Bukit Jalil LRT station around 7pm. Since this evening is wet, I have more reason to push myself to start my car for my husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my 2 darling daughters &amp; my youngest sister together with me to fetch my husband. Not long after daddy went into the car…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan: “Daddy, you forget to put on your seat belt.”&lt;br /&gt;*Actually I am very pleased that at her young age she can abide to the safety rule, where as my husband always have those bad habits like not wearing seat belt when travel short distance around our housing area &amp; wearing seat belt when he is driving not before the journey starts.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy turn around &amp; look at them at the back, to his surprise, Xuan Xuan, Wen Wen &amp; my youngest sister are with their seat belt on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy quickly grabbed his seat belt &amp; put it on: “Sorry…Sorry… Daddy old already, I forget.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raised my voice: “Your daughter can understand safety rule better than you do, what ashamed. Everybody give Daddy a ‘Bu’.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan &amp; Wen happily: “Bu.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy naughtily makes his monkey face: “Neh… neh neh neh neh… Neh…neh neh neh neh.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I said: “Daddy, you better behave, since daddy is naughty lets give daddy another ‘Bu’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen Wen quickly answered: “Neh… neh neh neh neh… Neh…neh neh neh neh.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; husband together with my youngest sister burst into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays kids… they can really pick up fast. Pick up even faster if it is negative elements… &lt;br /&gt;Now my kids act like my parents &amp; my school teacher like those old days. They always remind me to mind my words &amp; my actions &amp; my behaviors &amp; attitudes. &lt;br /&gt;Oh… what a life! There are always people eying on us. Agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-7032010389819413691?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7032010389819413691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=7032010389819413691&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7032010389819413691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/7032010389819413691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/fast-learner.html' title='Fast Learner???'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-79725672184339874</id><published>2007-11-21T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:03:57.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is really testing my patient...</title><content type='html'>Arh…!!! What a day for me! The whole day busy reformatting my PC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R0Pz3dVrlgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VvUWqnpM-7s/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R0Pz3dVrlgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VvUWqnpM-7s/s200/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135216134226417154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I already not in a good mood. The history began like this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R0P0X9VrlhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bMkABjd4k8c/s1600-h/sad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R0P0X9VrlhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bMkABjd4k8c/s200/sad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135216692572165650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a camera for my husband’s birthday celebration. Unfortunately, my digital camera “malfunction” at this wrong time. I don’t have much choice left, as I’m not free to get a digital camera before his birthday, so the only solution is to borrow from a friend. Most of my friend already married and they stay quite a distance from me. Borrow from my friend – fail. One not so brilliant idea came up: that is to borrow a digital camera from my sister’s friend who stays in the same area near us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister’s friend is kind enough to lend his 1 month old Lumix camera to me on my husband’s birthday. This is the first time I handle a Lumix camera, I just snap the photos without previewing it, so some of the photos might not turn up good. I love posting photos in my post to add more life to it. So I keep pushing my sister to get her friend to load the photos and burn into CD so that I can start posting my photos in my blog. Haiz… not so lucky, my sister’s friend is also busy with his work, until today, I still haven’t got the photos. That means I can’t post! Ouch…Ouch…Ouch…what a pain! Be patient, Kelly… be patient…wait…wait… wait… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached office, the worst thing happened… I can’t use my PC! It now says: “HARDWARE MALFUNCTION”. When I rang up Dell support centre… they guided me step by step to diagnose my computer…and noticed that my hard disk is the one giving me headache! I almost fainted when the Dell people told me that I have to reformat my PC. OUCH!!! This is more painful! No other choice, I patiently backup my files &amp; reformat my PC again! My whole day gone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today I have not check my email, I have not reply to your comments, I have not settle some of my office work… But the lucky thing is my computer is ready for me to use today! I’m still recovering my documents &amp; still trying to setup my company email account. *Luckily I have good colleaguesss around me who always standby to help*. Hopefully can recover my PC by today or tomorrow, then hopefully I can have back my normal life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-79725672184339874?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/79725672184339874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=79725672184339874&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/79725672184339874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/79725672184339874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/god-is-really-testing-my-patient.html' title='God is really testing my patient...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/R0Pz3dVrlgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VvUWqnpM-7s/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-303584335702786219</id><published>2007-11-16T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T14:36:06.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd baby for me??? Oh! No!!!</title><content type='html'>About a month ago I bought 3 bedding plants from one of the nursery near my office *my office quite near to Sungai Buloh – a place famous for nursery* You can have various plant over here (phoenix stem – “tian tang niao”, orchid, cactus, fruit trees, name it… and you can have it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rz03XtVrldI/AAAAAAAAAEE/504f7JJEDWg/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rz03XtVrldI/AAAAAAAAAEE/504f7JJEDWg/s320/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133320030719284690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought 5 small little fishes 2 weeks after the bedding plants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rz038NVrleI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uxeElJMIejw/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rz038NVrleI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uxeElJMIejw/s320/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133320657784509922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, everyday I will have to water my plant twice a day &amp; feeding my fishes once a day (sometimes with Xuan Xuan &amp; Wen Wen’s assistance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rz04c9VrlfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/p7zHZM6H08k/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rz04c9VrlfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/p7zHZM6H08k/s320/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133321220425225714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, I decided to change my bedding plants from small little pot to a bigger pot as I notice that the plants are growing rapidly and the pot is just too small for them to continue growing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softly, I asked my husband to get me 3 bigger pots from Carrefour (which is just 5 minutes drive from my house). Unwillingly, he said: “Now your 2 gals big a little, you cannot see me free. Buy plant, buy fish to give me work. Make a third baby for you, then only you know.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know very well that he won’t want a third baby as now we enjoy our life a lot as no need to take care of small baby; wake up every 2/3 hours to feed baby middle of the night, no need to suffer during baby’s teething time, no need to visit paed very other month for vaccination, no need to bend our ‘stiff’ back to teach baby walk, no need bring big bag, small bag when we go shopping etc.&lt;br /&gt;So knowing him that well, I said: “You know I love babies, I don’t mind if you don’t regret”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He quickly took the car key: “Your pot will be ready in 30minutes time.” &lt;br /&gt;I finally manage to locate my bedding plant to a bigger pot. Sometimes we got to know our man well in order to get thing done our way!!! *wink wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-303584335702786219?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/303584335702786219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=303584335702786219&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/303584335702786219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/303584335702786219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/3rd-baby-for-me-oh-no.html' title='3rd baby for me??? Oh! No!!!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rz03XtVrldI/AAAAAAAAAEE/504f7JJEDWg/s72-c/Picture+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-233873192698691180</id><published>2007-11-16T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T11:44:45.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pimples... no longer scary</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after taking shower, just step out from the bathroom. Xuan Xuan on her way to toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan : "Mummy, why your pimples move to your forehead?"&lt;br /&gt;Think for a while, and I said : "So that you &amp; Wen Wen can kiss mummy’s beautiful cheek &amp; chin lor."&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Xuan : "Mummy, can you ask the pimples to leave your forehead, coz I want to kiss your forehead too."&lt;br /&gt;I bend down and told her : "I will try to talk to them tonight. So you still want to kiss mummy’s forehead?"&lt;br /&gt;Sweetly Xuan Xuan hugged me &amp; kissed my forehead, my cheek, my chin &amp; my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful night with Xuan Xuan’s kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pimples??? Couldn't be botherred!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-233873192698691180?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/233873192698691180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=233873192698691180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/233873192698691180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/233873192698691180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/pimples-no-longer-scary.html' title='Pimples... no longer scary'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-3048744384078223156</id><published>2007-11-16T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T09:01:55.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wen Wen is not 2 Years Old!!!</title><content type='html'>Wen Wen’s 2nd birthday falls on a Sunday. We didn’t do any special celebration as my husband doesn’t want to exhaust himself serving guest &amp; kids. So we only bought a cake for Wen Wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzzo_9VrlYI/AAAAAAAAADc/OEAFQbEY8X0/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzzo_9VrlYI/AAAAAAAAADc/OEAFQbEY8X0/s320/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133233860790424962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my Wen Wen’s satisfying face standing in front of her birthday cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzzpYtVrlZI/AAAAAAAAADk/tbPMzR52y7I/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzzpYtVrlZI/AAAAAAAAADk/tbPMzR52y7I/s320/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133234285992187282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;br /&gt;Mummy wanna wish you well &amp; happy all the times. *Before Wen Wen blow candles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzzrANVrlbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/n5o7JStusrI/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzzrANVrlbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/n5o7JStusrI/s320/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133236064108647858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes mummy has been screaming at you &amp; worse still smack you when you are being naughty … Is pain on your hands and legs, is even bitter in Mummy’s heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy know you are learning hard in every aspects. Mummy too is learning hard each day to be a better mummy in bringing you up the way you want to be. Lets work hard together !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy love you forever &amp; will always be with you through good times and bad! *This is for both my Xuan Xuan and Wen Wen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzzrk9VrlcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eIr62ojb6os/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzzrk9VrlcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eIr62ojb6os/s320/Picture+081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133236695468840386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-3048744384078223156?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3048744384078223156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=3048744384078223156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3048744384078223156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3048744384078223156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/wen-wen-is-not-2-years-old.html' title='Wen Wen is not 2 Years Old!!!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzzo_9VrlYI/AAAAAAAAADc/OEAFQbEY8X0/s72-c/Picture+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-827910053721031015</id><published>2007-11-14T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T15:46:52.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on duty...10/11/07</title><content type='html'>Simple Craft (Mischievous Mouse with Cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on duty last Saturday for Sg Long Playgroup. I have prepared a simple craft for the kids. All you need is color paper, scissors, glue &amp; an A4 size paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Print the Mischievous Mouse’s eyes, ears, nose &amp; cheese on different color paper.&lt;br /&gt;2. Then cut it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzq8Ds3kZlI/AAAAAAAAADU/5GzhwiURwTg/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:10px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzq8Ds3kZlI/AAAAAAAAADU/5GzhwiURwTg/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132621497111963218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Paste the Face first on the A4 paper. Then follow by the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta da… a beautiful Mischievous Mouse with Cheese is ready!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzq6jc3kZkI/AAAAAAAAADM/NJC1EWRApWw/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzq6jc3kZkI/AAAAAAAAADM/NJC1EWRApWw/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" alt="This is a Testing"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132619843549554242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-827910053721031015?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/827910053721031015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=827910053721031015&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/827910053721031015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/827910053721031015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-on-duty101107.html' title='I&apos;m on duty...10/11/07'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzq8Ds3kZlI/AAAAAAAAADU/5GzhwiURwTg/s72-c/Picture+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4325532806167611872</id><published>2007-11-14T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:54:56.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to give to Alvin (my husband) on his birthday?</title><content type='html'>Every year’s October/November, I will stress out sourcing for my husband’s birthday present. Tie, Shirt, Pants, Wallet, Watches, Handphone etc… nothing new, nothing special. This year, there’s a slight different. It all started with an email from &lt;a href="http://www.photobook.com.my/index.asp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photobook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about Merdeka promotion’s deal. The moment I read the mail, immediately it link me to my husband’s birthday present. *Wait a minute, let me check when did I receive the mail* That was 18/10/07.&lt;br /&gt;I am interested on the 30x30 Hard cover Photobook promo. RM240 for the book + free one soft cover book of any size (ranging from A3, 30x30, 21x21 &amp; A4 size of your choice). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after that, I &lt;a href="http://www.photobook.com.my/PhotoStudio/Download.asp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;downloaded the software&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, started to scan the old photos, started to design my very first photobook for my husband. The theme for the book: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Our Journey…Our Stories”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It took me a full 3 weeks to complete the book. Then I uploaded the book on 6/11/07. Quite disappointing when I make the order, the promo is over. Ended up, RM240 for a 30x30 hard cover photobook, no more free softcover book! *heart pain pain* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, to my surprise, Anna from Photobook called me and told me that my photobook is ready for collection. So kind of her in assisting me to rush the Photobook once she knew that it is for my husband’s birthday gift on this Friday (16/11/07). Initially, I was quite worry that my photobook might not reach on time as it has been clearly stated on the website “Processing time 8-10 working days upon receipt of payment”. Now timing no longer an issue. What came across my mind were… the design &amp; the scanned photo, don’t know whether they will turn up as expected or what if the photos that I scanned not clear??? $$$ gone… I can’t wait to collect my book!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long evening in the office, finally I’m at the Photobook shop. With shaking hand I open “&lt;strong&gt;Our Journey…Our Stories…&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqhxc3kZYI/AAAAAAAAABs/dwVIVtVotLs/s1600-h/IMG_4307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqhxc3kZYI/AAAAAAAAABs/dwVIVtVotLs/s200/IMG_4307.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132592596277028226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It first talk about Alvin + Kelly’s childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzqiUc3kZZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Y01ObVRcAYY/s1600-h/IMG_4308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzqiUc3kZZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Y01ObVRcAYY/s200/IMG_4308.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132593197572449682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met during our lower six in S.M. Datok Lokman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzqjIc3kZaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-D5jT0h5EOM/s1600-h/IMG_4309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzqjIc3kZaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-D5jT0h5EOM/s200/IMG_4309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132594090925647266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqjuc3kZbI/AAAAAAAAACE/5NSOCoyVw_Y/s1600-h/IMG_4310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqjuc3kZbI/AAAAAAAAACE/5NSOCoyVw_Y/s200/IMG_4310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132594743760676274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our romantic Trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqnrc3kZdI/AAAAAAAAACU/_sKkacH1Dic/s1600-h/IMG_4355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqnrc3kZdI/AAAAAAAAACU/_sKkacH1Dic/s200/IMG_4355.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132599090267579858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqmw83kZcI/AAAAAAAAACM/7oGffEYOjmk/s1600-h/IMG_4313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqmw83kZcI/AAAAAAAAACM/7oGffEYOjmk/s200/IMG_4313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132598085245232578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Wonderful Accident – Xuan Xuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzqovM3kZfI/AAAAAAAAACk/38OFs-w3p1Q/s1600-h/IMG_4315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzqovM3kZfI/AAAAAAAAACk/38OFs-w3p1Q/s200/IMG_4315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132600254203717106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Greatest Achievement 2005 - Wen Wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzqpYc3kZgI/AAAAAAAAACs/gTjFXZfmhP4/s1600-h/IMG_4356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzqpYc3kZgI/AAAAAAAAACs/gTjFXZfmhP4/s200/IMG_4356.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132600962873320962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Stories Continues…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqpsc3kZhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_2lc9AzztsE/s1600-h/IMG_4357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqpsc3kZhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_2lc9AzztsE/s200/IMG_4357.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132601306470704658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  am happy with the quality of the photos… even though is scanned. I feel the value of $$$ even without the free soft cover photobook. No more "heart pain"!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4325532806167611872?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4325532806167611872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4325532806167611872&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4325532806167611872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4325532806167611872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-to-give-to-alvin-my-husband-on-his.html' title='What to give to Alvin (my husband) on his birthday?'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqhxc3kZYI/AAAAAAAAABs/dwVIVtVotLs/s72-c/IMG_4307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-3372228164470337808</id><published>2007-11-13T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T16:51:37.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wen Wen'/><title type='text'>A day before Wen Wen's birthday</title><content type='html'>I am so lucky to be able to join &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/?cat=19"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinnee’s playgroup &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in Sg Long. Thanks to Chinnee for her invitation months back…My family has attended 3/11/07 playgroup session. My sister (Lee Fen) is kind enough to prepare mango pudding &amp; mini cheese tart for the kids. The kids enjoy eating them. Right after snack time, all mummies &amp; kids sang birthday song for my Wen Wen, lovely lovely…. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this ‘Big Head Prawn’ mummy make a mistake, I should have brought a birthday cake instead of pudding &amp; cheese tart… then my little Wen Wen can blow candles. Sorry, darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the birthday song, we did lovely Itsy Bitsy spider craft (refer to &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://love4kids.blogspot.com/search/label/SL%20Playgroup"&gt;Jo-N’s blog &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for detail in preparing the craft). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzlGRSCDKBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Rd8ZjjHnK1w/s1600-h/Picture+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzlGRSCDKBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Rd8ZjjHnK1w/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132210513077544978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my 2 gals…they are concentrating in cutting the left over color paper after the craft time. In fact, we have a lovely Animal kingdom visit to replace the normal free play in the first hour. For more detail, please refer to &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/?cat=19"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinnee’s Blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended our session with story telling by mummy Ching Sim. I gave out party pack to kids who attended the playgroup. Hopefully they like it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzlI9iCDKDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/JLF7r3lTpLM/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzlI9iCDKDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/JLF7r3lTpLM/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132213472310011954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-3372228164470337808?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3372228164470337808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=3372228164470337808&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3372228164470337808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/3372228164470337808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-before-wen-wens-birthday.html' title='A day before Wen Wen&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzlGRSCDKBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Rd8ZjjHnK1w/s72-c/Picture+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-1055993768004953735</id><published>2007-11-13T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T11:20:13.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Need your parenting advice</title><content type='html'>I know I will have to write this down to seek for advice….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t manage my little gal – Wen Wen (2 years old).&lt;br /&gt;She is bold and aggressive and a lots of the time she is in control of a situation.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she can’t get thing done her way, she will throw tantrum. She will scream &amp; cry &amp; stamp her feet &amp; becomes very aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For e.g. Yesterday night, we had a ‘water color’ session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzpoqyCDKFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Lx8hCU2XMu4/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzpoqyCDKFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Lx8hCU2XMu4/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132529809536264274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a worm for Wen Wen to color. The darker color of her choice covers the worm’s eyes. Daddy try to draw back the eyes, this little thing agitated her. She started to scream at Daddy. She is mumbling while trying to cover back the eyes with her paint brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzppDyCDKGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RWJympQq_a0/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzppDyCDKGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RWJympQq_a0/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132530239032993890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there on she seems like very unhappy with her Daddy. When Daddy holds her toy, she rudely wanted to take it back. Daddy refused to give as he feels that we really need to teach Wen Wen the right way to get thing done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Wen Wen, ask nicely from daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Wen Wen attempted to grab it even more aggressively.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Wen say  “Daddy, can I have my toy please”&lt;br /&gt;Wen Wen started to cry and hit her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Wen sayang daddy and say “Please”&lt;br /&gt;Wen Wen: I don’t want daddy! (She is stamping her feet now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told her to say “please”, she cried and kept saying “I don’t want daddy”.&lt;br /&gt;This continues until daddy played the toy in different manner. Probably this distracted her, and she stopped crying. The moment daddy left the toy on the chair, she quickly ran to the chair &amp; grabbed the toy &amp; started to imitate how daddy played the toy. End of the day, there isn’t any “please” from Wen Wen and she still gets the toy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t know how to teach her. Wen Wen is very selective, she only listen to whatever that she wants to listen. Unlike Xuan Xuan, she is very understanding, I don’t have to scream at her, hardly I punish her, she only needs explanation &amp; she can follows instruction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m having headache with my Wen Wen, any mommy have any suggestion to deal with stubborn kid??? Or perhaps I should say an extremely independent kid who has her own mind???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-1055993768004953735?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1055993768004953735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=1055993768004953735&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1055993768004953735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/1055993768004953735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/need-your-parenting-advice.html' title='Need your parenting advice'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzpoqyCDKFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Lx8hCU2XMu4/s72-c/Picture+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4466384063682630011</id><published>2007-11-12T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:06:15.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan's piercing experience - 29/10/07</title><content type='html'>My sisters have been helping me to “decorate” Xuan Xuan’s ears for a while with those fancy stickers. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqrp83kZiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H_HRYOI5-Nc/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqrp83kZiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H_HRYOI5-Nc/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132603462544287266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes, my little Xuan Xuan will request her ears to be pierced so that she can wear earring like her “siaw yi” (little aunty-my youngest sister). I never thought that I will bring her for a pierce as I couldn’t bring myself to see her screaming in pain. It will be extra work for me to take care of her ears after the pierce in order not to suffer from oozing/pus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day before “Kuan Yin Tan”, Xuan Xuan requested again for the pierce. Everybody in my parents’ house encourage her to get the pierce tomorrow (which is 29/10/07-Kuan Yin Tan) except her mummy &amp;amp; daddy. Xuan Xuan keeps asking about the pain and everyone told her that piercing is like ant bite pain. She even pinches me with different degree to check out the pain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;amp; hubby thought tomorrow she will forget about the pierce since we only get to see her after working hours as it is a Monday (29/10/07). To our surprise, as soon as we reached home that evening, Xuan Xuan: “Mummy, go eat now else the shop will closed and I will not get the earrings.” I &amp;amp; husband look at each others, speechless…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the quick dinner, finally we were at the goldsmith shop near my house. After Xuan Xuan chose her earrings, there was another girl about 6-7 years old wanted to get the pierce as well. The lady in the shop told the girl’s mother: “I would suggest you bring your daughter away, else your daughter won’t want any pierce if she sees this little girl cry”. My heart bumping harder after hearing that…holding my breath…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Xuan Xuan didn’t cry after her first piercing! She looks extremely calm and didn’t reject the second pierce on the other ear!!! Phew…the best thing is all shop attendants clap hands for her bravery when is done… Ahem… her mummy so proud man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzftvSCDJ9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZxyERCbPpXs/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131831696962037714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/RzftvSCDJ9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZxyERCbPpXs/s320/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since then… is more than 2 weeks now… she didn’t complaint about the pain unless we asked her… then she will say “little bit pain”. So far so good! Any mummy out there wanna get your gal/boy a pierce, Xuan Xuan will be happy to share her experience!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4466384063682630011?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4466384063682630011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4466384063682630011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4466384063682630011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4466384063682630011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/xuan-xuans-piercing-experience-291007.html' title='Xuan Xuan&apos;s piercing experience - 29/10/07'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzqrp83kZiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H_HRYOI5-Nc/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-4040539970009849057</id><published>2007-11-12T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:11:01.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xuan Xuan'/><title type='text'>Xuan Xuan - No Pacifier for the First Time!!! (18/10/07)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzp0T83kZWI/AAAAAAAAABc/XpOowyIS64U/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzp0T83kZWI/AAAAAAAAABc/XpOowyIS64U/s320/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132542611447637346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After a long battle in the office, finally is time to go to bed. However… unexpectedly there’s another battle going on in my bedroom. My elder gal Xuan Xuan is looking for her pacifier even though she is turning 4 years old in another few months time. Oh…No… we forget to take her pacifier from my parents’ house!!! I and hubby were too tired to go to my parents' house to get it even though our house and theirs is only 10 houses away. As all parents out there expected, Xuan Xuan started to scream &amp;amp; cry &amp;amp; shout &amp;amp; so unsettled. I ignore her initially (probably about 5-10minutes), then an idea just pop out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calmly &amp;amp; with sad face, I told her “If mummy go to “gong gong” (grandpa's) house at this late hour, bad uncle could have waited outside and kidnap mummy away and mummy can't come back and you will not have mummy anymore to read you story book, to love you, to guide you....so now you want your pacifier or mummy?” An option offer to my little one… Answered with her sobbing soft voice:"I want mummy..." *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day (18/10/07) was the first night Xuan Xuan sleep without pacifier!!! Xuan Xuan…I’m so proud of you that you are so lovely and understanding at this young age!!! Mummy love you forever and ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what word to use to express my feeling at that point of time... but I am so happy that she comprehends at her young age! Sometimes this little little thing can really make your day!!! Agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzp09M3kZXI/AAAAAAAAABk/WKxq9_hUUbc/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzp09M3kZXI/AAAAAAAAABk/WKxq9_hUUbc/s200/Picture+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132543320117241202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-4040539970009849057?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4040539970009849057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=4040539970009849057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4040539970009849057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/4040539970009849057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/xuan-xuan-no-pacifier-for-first-time.html' title='Xuan Xuan - No Pacifier for the First Time!!! (18/10/07)'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KAOJS2FuAAM/Rzp0T83kZWI/AAAAAAAAABc/XpOowyIS64U/s72-c/Picture+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021619426328958174.post-5903178788296165215</id><published>2007-11-07T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:59:58.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Courage to write...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After reading Chinnee's, Jo-N's, Sharon's, Sasha's and lots lots lots of your blogs… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Finally today I have the courage to start one for myself and my family. I’m not good in expressing myself in words… but I guess because of the love to my family, I will try my very best to start up a blog of my own… I will make it a point to write a blog a day (average la coz sometimes could be nothing to write and sometimes could have lots of things to tell) to share my life and my storiesss with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my kids… all those growing stories are specially dedicated to you when you know how to read… and hopefully some of these stories will becomes your courage to move on and overcome your huddle(if there’s any) in the future. Mummy and daddy’s experience are for your reading pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To all bloggers out there.... Thanks to your beautiful, creative, wonderful, impressive stories and photos that lead me to write today!!! Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021619426328958174-5903178788296165215?l=kelly-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5903178788296165215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2021619426328958174&amp;postID=5903178788296165215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5903178788296165215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021619426328958174/posts/default/5903178788296165215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/2007/11/courage-to-write.html' title='Courage to write...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07437747761032172692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
