It’s papa’s

photo taken last year after I shave his head bald :)

I usually use Hon’s laptop at home whenever I need to access to internet as I’m too lazy to boot up my office laptop. One night while I was busy playing FB games, this conversation took place:

Vyktore: Mommy, you better stop playing.
Mommy: Playing what? (pretending blur :P )
Vyktore: This one, the game (pointing at my laptop)
Mommy: Why?
Vyktore: Papa will scold…
Mommy: Why papa scold?
Vyktore: Because this is not your computer. You are using his computer, later he scold you. He will find out
Mommy: (=.=) takut nya aku LOL…But papa is not here :P . You don’t tell papa OK, then papa won’t scold me *LOL*
Vyktore: OK, I won’t tell. But you better stop playing now.

Lets hope that he keep his promise and won’t betray me when his Dad comes home.

P/S: My son, papa won’t dare to scold me, if not nobody gonna fix his laptop when it breaks down :P .

Why mouth is placed under the eyes?

photo taken 2 yrs ago in Vietnam

Few weeks ago, while we were standing outside a restaurant deciding what to eat, this conversation took place:

Faythe: Mommy, how come the mouth is under the eyes and it’s not elsewhere?
Mommy: *geez, what a question*. Well, God created the mouth under the eyes so that when you try to scoop the food into your mouth, you can do it correctly. See, like this. (did some action to show her my cock eyes while pretending to scoop food into my mouth). If God put your mouth at the back of the head, then you can’t feed yourself properly right :P .
Faythe: *giggles*..oh I know, then you can ask your fren to feed you. She sit behind you, then she can help to feed you.
Mommy: Yeah, then you all can sit in circles, and feed each other right :P
Faythe: hahaha yes..it’ll be fun
Mommy: Yeap. And I think that’s a good idea. Then you won’t have to see what is being fed to you and just chew and swallow it. Instead of now, you will look at the food and complain it’s vegetables, bla bla bla..
Faythe: Kept quiet..(kena backfire LOL)

Sometimes, I really wonder what is going on in their mind. I don’t recall I was like this when I was at her age.

Laici Skin Idea

Few days ago, Hon bought some laici from Beijing. They were huge. Not the ordinary size laici that we usually see in the market. Faythe was delighted cause she’s a laici lover. As for Vyktore, he never liked it before because it was soft and mushy. I’ve given him to try canned laici.

But since it was his first time seeing the fruit itself, he wanted to try it. Each of them took 1 laici while we were walking to the restaurant for dinner. I told them that they could only eat it when we arrive at the restaurant to avoid all the mess and juice dripping.

While walking, Vyktore came and told me this:

Vyktore: Mommy, you know I can use the laici to scratch?
Mommy: huh? Scratch what? (while looking at his hand with the laici)
Vyktore: See, I use the laici and scratch my neck (he put the laici on his neck and started to scratch his neck with laici instead of using his fingers)
Mommy: LOL, yeah, that’s a good idea.

I guess he was tickled with the slightly rough skin of the laici and thought that using it as scratching is something new to him :) .

English or Chinese?

Few days ago while we were getting ready for Church, Vyktore asked:

Vyktore: Mommy, how come we are Chinese but we have to go to English Church?
Me: Ermm..*seriously I’ve never thought that he’d ask me such deep question LOL*…you want to go to Chinese Church? Then I can ask Uncle Liau bring you to his Church, and we bring Ting Ting to our Church. OK?
Vyktore: No..
Hon: Are you Chinese or English?
Vyktore: I’m English

hahahaha…….he’s still having his identity issue I guess, speaking English most of the time, but calling ourselves Chinese.

next..while on the way to Church, he asked this: (this was related back to me by my friend cause she and Hon brought the kids to Church that day)

Vyktore: How come Ting Ting comes to our Church? She’s a Chinese and our Church is English…

Again, both of them were caught unfounded and just answered him that Ting Ting follows up to Church cause she wants to learn more English and mix with English speaking people.

Obviously, he’s trying very hard to shake off this little girl, named Ting Ting and trying to find excuses so that she won’t follow us to church LOL.

Hence we tried to explain to him that we are all Chinese, but just that we speak English most of the time, doesn’t mean we are English people. I showed him that English people are people like Uncle Bruno, Uncle Marc (Hon’s friends). I hope he understands hehe..

The Chicken Egg Question

The other day I asked Vyktore to help me put the fresh eggs into the fridge. So happen, there were 2 brown eggs remaining in the fridge, and the fresh ones were white eggs. Here’s the conversation that took place:

Mommy: Vyktore, can you help me to put these eggs into the fridge. (Took an egg and showed him how to put it since it’s his first time).
Vyktore: OK..(as he was placing the eggs) Mommy, when will this egg turn into this?
Mommy: (I was busy cooking, so weren’t looking at what he was doing) What do you mean this egg turn into this? Turn into what? Chicken?
Vyktore: No. When will this white egg, turn to brown egg (pointing the 2 different coloured eggs).

LOL, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Isn’t he so innocent hahahaha..

Mommy: Oh no, they don’t change colour. These are different eggs, that’s why they are different colours. They come from different chicken. Maybe the white ones came from white chicken, and the brown ones came from brown chicken. *Yes I was half correct, read further to see why they are in different colours ;) *
Vyktore: What about black chicken. What colour is the egg?
Mommy: Err..no there’s no black egg OK. They should be brown

Sorry, I didn’t know the answer. So today went to google to find out more. Seems that the colour of the eggs depends on the pigments which are deposited as the eggs move through the hen’s oviduct. The pigments are decided by the chicken’s genetic, with some breeds producing rich dark brown eggs while others lay snow white eggs. The eggs inside are essentially identical; there are no major flavor differences between chicken eggs from different birds, as the flavor is determined by the chicken’s diet.

Further reads, I found that there are even such thing like blue/green eggs. :| . Read here:

“It is also possible to find blue to green chicken eggs, which come from the Aracuana, a breed of chicken developed in Chile. Araucanas have also been crossed with other breeds to produce the Americauna, sometimes called the “Easter egg chicken” in a reference to its multicolored eggs.”

Whoa that’s interesting. Thanks to Vyktore, we now know that why the chicken eggs are in different colour.

If you are interested to know more, there’s an article that you can read thru. Thus solves the Chicken Egg Question.

I’m gonna tell him this tonight, and I bet the next question is gonna be: “Mommy, when can you buy me the blue egg, I want to eat the blue egg” LOL.

Origami Conversation

Faythe loves to make origami by referring to the origami book we’ve bought for them. And there’s this particular origami that makes puppet animal (just the animal face) that she has remembered the steps and do not need to refer to the book anymore. She’s been folding many of these to give to her friend, and while she was at it, this was Faythe & Vyktore’s conversation:

Faythe: Mommy, I’m going to make 2 more origami puppet for my friends.
Mommy: OK (while I was folding clothes)
Vyktore: I also want jie jie
Faythe: OK..what animal you want? Cat dog or panda?
Vyktore: I don’t want, I want dinosaur
Faythe: But this one cannot make dinosaur. I can only make cat dog or panda.
Mommy: Maybe rabbit?
Vyktore: I don’t want…I want dinosaur (sounded impatient)
Faythe: That might be difficult
Mommy: Hmm maybe pig
Faythe: Ah..can also. Vyktore you want pig?
Vyktore: No!! I want dinosaur. I want carnivore animal ONLY. I want T-Rex
Faythe: Cat is also carnivore you know. Cat eat fish

I couldn’t help but burst into laughter when Faythe answered him back so quickly and she was quick enough to turn the situation back. She really tickled me with her wittiness. Yes, cat eats fish, I totally forgot about that.

Vyktore got upset and stood up from the dining table and wanted to catch Faythe because he refuse to accept that cat is a carnivore.

Her Suggestion

Recently I started going to gym as I’ve put on some weight over the cold winter and I could feel my pants as if it’s gonna burst any sooner O.o.

The good thing about here is whenever I go to gym, I can bring both my kids along and let them play at the playground in the Clubhouse, which is just next to the gym. Hence I don’t need to leave them at home alone (No No) or hire a caretaker to take care of them for that short 30mins workout. And they love to go there anyway. It’s a place where they might bump into their schoolmate.

While taking the escalator to the gym, this was our conversation and suggestion from Faythe:

Mommy: We need to go gym more often, you see I’m fat already. *Pointing my finger to the spare tyre*
Faythe: It’s OK Mommy. If you wanna be thin, just follow what I do. Eat what I eat. Don’t eat what I don’t eat. Then you will be thin like me.

If I do as she says, I think I’ll be constipated and dried up in no time OR I’ll be double of my size cause her diet mainly consist of pasta/spaghetti with cheese (fatttening), pizzas (oo, also fattening), less fruits & veg (that’s where the constipation comes) and all the chocolates that she can ever eat (sure deadmeat if I indulge in this).

Seems like I don’t have much choice but to go gym more often. Lets hope I can shed off those extra kgs easily.