three stoges

its 10 to 2 on a sunday afternoon, number two is in his swinger, junior is in me bed, THE WIFE is baking some CNY cookies..... i am just taking some time off from the spring cleaning.... yup, chinese new year is coming.... and tomorrow i will be off to thailand for three days.... i noticed i have been out of town alot recently due to work.... good sigh i guess, business is picking up......

its been 7 months since junior went to day care..... he has moved on from kicking and screaming at the door " i dont wanna go to school" to smiling at the teachers and happily greeting his other classmates.... the school is actually toilet training junior.... for the past three weeks, junior has been out of diapers and in under pants for the whole day at school..... one or two incidents so far, but i guess only good things can come out of toilet training, for one thing, i can cut back on the diapers.... hmmmm....

i have also moved him out of his baby seat to a booster seat in me car.... nowadays he rides shot gun and sometime when he get a hold of some flags lying around in me car, he would wave them a shout "go daddy go, go daddy go".... i guess to have your very own number one fan rooting for you when you are driving is kinda cool.....

number two is putting on weight steadily... he is just one kg shy of junior at 12.5 kgs... he is catching up to junior in term of weight and height... they share diapers, pajamas and most times, when junior cant finish his dinner, number two would take over.... here you see cousin izzac, junior and number two... not exactly the three stooges but close enough i guess, you got the tall, short and the fat... hmmm... when you think about it, cousin issac is 10 months ahead of junior and number two is 23 months behind junior... junior is closer in height to number two than cousin isaac... i guess juniors got a lot of growing up to do... hmmm....

its good to be back

its 15 past 11 on a wednesday evening.... THE WIFE is in the shower, junior is in his bed, number two is in his swinger, they are both in their own room they share..... and i am just catching up on this blog thingy... its been a while since i had time to burn..... its good to be finally in my own bed again after two years on the floor....

number two is turning one in a few days time... hes appetite is very good... he is wearing xl diapers and he is able to down his bottle of milk in 4 minutes..... i actually timed him.... 200 ml of milk, gone in 4 minutes..... he is able to get around very well in his little walker and whenever he sees us sitting at the dinner table for meals, he would rush over, expects to be picked up and fed.... he is that hungry..... he weights a little over ten kgs and chances are, he would outweigh junior in months......

junior is still not eating very well... not pooing very well..... he can actually go seven days without pooing..... he gets very cranky though.... we tried all sorts of stuff... change his diet.... make him eat lots of fruits.... drink lots of water.... nothing worked.... we are thinking of changing his milk formula.... maybe that will help, we heard from friends and relatives that their little ones start to go when they change their milk.... i guess theres nothing like crap in the morning to start the day right... hmmm.....

conversation with junior

its 30 past midnight, junior and THE WIFE are in bed, number two is in his cot and this old man is just finishing his homework...... everyone is down with the coughs and runny nose... junior had fever for the last three nights, number two is coughing like a old smoker, THE WIFE isnt really feeling too good.....

gloomy as this day may be.... today is also the first time i have actually talked to junior over the phone.... i was calling me mum and junior was home from school as he wasnt feeling too well.... i was calling me mum to check on junior when junior picked up....

junior: hello?
me: hello? is that huai tan?
junior: daddy
me: are you feeling better?
junior: yes daddy, i no more sick, tomorrow can go wai gong house
me: are you sure?
junior: yes........
me: then what is huai tan doing?
junior: watching pocoyo
me: is it nice?
junior: yes, i see pocoyo and he is running around and i am watching and i like pocoyo
me: did you da bian today?
junior: yes
me: are you sure?
junior: yes, i da bian today
me: okay i want to talk to ah mah...

and he pass the phone to me mum.... i know this is not much, but when you consider that junior is 2 months away from his third birthday and he is able to converse without using baby talk, i think its not too bad..... maybe i should get him to stop watching cartoons and teach him useful stuffs like how to drive, then maybe he can send me to and from work pretty soon......... hmm......

six packs vs a barrel

its 20 to midnight, the kids are in bed, THE WIFE is getting juniors stuff for school tomorrow, i am hacking away at the computer.... i noticed that this is only the third time i am updating this blog this year.... hmm...

it was two sundays ago when number two was admitted into the hospital for his corrective surgery.... he was discharged last tuesday.... everything that can go well, went well..... and number two is now poo-ing the normal way... just as babies does.... its stinky... messy... and would you believe it, wonderful...... number two no longer has a bag on his tummy.... although there are three lines across his little belly button..... like railway tracks, he has two east west and one north south line.... for a eight month old, hes taking it pretty well...... the nurse commented that he cant have a six pack anymore.... i guess why settle for a six pack when he can have a full barrel just like daddy.... hmmmmm......

we are to expect a nasty case of nappy rash, as advised by the good prof p....... to be able to see number two without his bag is nothing short of a miracle.... the bag was always on him since day 3 of his life..... THE WIFE was always struggling to change the bag and number two would always cry in agony everytime she does it..... even the nanny whom we have engaged during the first month have never seen a baby cry so bad before... the nanny would wipe away her own tears when she sees us change number twos bag.... and when she cant take it anymore, she would go into the kitchen and cry and leave THE WIFE and meself to handle number twos crying.... but thats all behind us now...... i guess, things can only get better from now on....