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August 2013

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Bangkok Gems

Wassup from Bangkok! I’m here with the husband (again!) for a long weekend getaway and this place is turning out to be one of our favorite annual kid-free getaways. Loud, dusty, gritty, colorful Bangkok, the land of smiles, the city of angels and a paradise for food, massages and shopping.

Over the years, we’ve stopped doing the intense 12-hour non-stop shopping sprees. I’m too old to be bolting around the city hunting for cheap finds. These days, we take things a lot easier and we’re discovering another side of Bangkok – the laid back, relaxed, less touristy side. And I’m possibly loving this side a little more.

Here’s a list of my favorite things to do in Bangkok.

1. Wanton Noodles at Chatuchak Market. 

Forget the 15,000 booths selling everything from fridge magnets to fluffy dogs. I go to Chatuchak market for 1 thing: the wanton noodles. Located in Section 2 Soi 40, this nondescript little stall doesn’t look like much but it’s the most springy and delicious noodles I’ve tasted. It’s run by a cantonese speaking Hong Kong lady and she makes one mean bowl of noodles (for about $1 per bowl). Sprinkle on some chili flakes and prepare to pass out from happiness.

This time, we spent an hour walking around the 27-acre market looking for this tiny stall and we almost gave up hope until we finally found it tucked away in a little corner of Section 2. I felt like Christopher Columbus when he discovered America (victory dance and all). Note to future self: Turn left from the entrance and keep walking.

Chatuchak wanton noodles

2. A proper Thai massage at Ruen Nuad. 

Featured in CNNGo & Wallpaper magazine, Ruen Nuad has some really talented masseuses. The one I got attacked every single knot in my upper left back/shoulder and for the first time in a long time, I woke up without pain in my back. Absolute bliss.

The prices are also very reasonable, ranging from 350-600 baht for 1-2 hour treatments.

3. Coffee + brunch at Roast Cafe.

Being the coffee addicts that we are, the lack of good coffee is perhaps the only downside of being in Bangkok. The overly sweet Thai coffee does nothing for me (except maybe give me diabetes) and I’m usually in varying states of coffee withdrawal whenever I’m in Bangkok. Today, we found the perfect place for coffee – Roast Cafe along Thong Lor Soi 13. It’s got (dare I say it?) the taste of Melbourne in a cup. And the brunch offerings are pretty decent too.

Roast Cafe

4. Asiatique. 

Part bustling night market, part upscale riverside dining, Asiatique is one of the nicest places to visit in the evenings. Walk around a bit to pick up some collectibles by talented local designers and wrap up the night with dinner at one of the many riverside restaurants with a stunning view of the Chao Phraya river.

asiatique

5. Desserts at Mr. Jones Orphanage. 

In spite of the name, it looks nothing like an orphanage. In fact, it feels like we’re walking into an old-school Victorian tea house for an English tea party with little bears. We wanted to try everything here but too much food and too little stomach space so we ended up with a milkshake, a mango freeze and a sticky date pudding. They were all really good. There’s also free wifi, making it a perfect spot to do a bit of work and people watch while having a scone.

Mr Jones Orphanage

6. Mango sticky rice at Mango Tango.

Seriously, you can’t do Bangkok without having a plate of mango sticky rice and one of the best sticky rice in all of Bangkok is found at Siam Square’s Mango Tango. That’s all I have to say about that.

7. A pampering treat at Eugenia Spa. 

If the kungfu back-cracking Thai massages aren’t your thing, there are also luxurious pampering spa treatments all over Bangkok. We booked a 4-hour massage + scrub + facial treatment at The Eugenia Spa tomorrow and I’m looking forward to it. It’s the first time I’ll be trying it so I can’t say much about the quality of the treatments but the reviews are pretty impressive.

We’re missing the kids like crazy but I’m also enjoying 12-hour interrupted sleeps. Back tomorrow, have a good one, you guys!

beauty

Being beautiful

kirsten

“Mommy, mommy, am I pretty?”

“Mmm hmm,” I nodded, glancing at my little girl and then back to my laptop.

“You’re not looking. See?” She held my cheeks with both her hands and turned my head towards her to make sure I was really looking.

Now that she had my full attention, she looked just a little bit shy as she ran her hand across the favorite dressy dress that she had on. I thought I had forgotten about an outing we had planned because she was all dolled up like a little fashionista.

“Very pretty, princess. But we’re not going out today though, mommy has some work to do,” I said.

“I know. I just like to wear this at home.”

Ok, it was way too dressy for an afternoon that we were going to spend not leaving the house. Maybe she was doing the Downton Abbey thing of dressing up for dinner at home but dinner was not for another 3 hours so it was probably more likely that she was really just enjoying this. Dressing up for no reason at all except that it was fun.

And I realized that I was in unchartered territory. I don’t think I thought much about being pretty at her age and even when I did fully grasp the concept years later, it always seemed like such a pointless endeavor to spend my time twirling around in a frilly dress. I had far better things to do – books to read, music to discover, places to explore, adventures to be had. I was a total nerd that way. I even had a pair of super thick, perfectly round black plastic glasses to complete the nerd look. This whole dressing up for nothing concept was foreign to me.

“Let me take a proper look,” I said. “I think you’re gorgeous, sweetheart.”

She beamed.

I wasn’t quite sure how to take it from there. I wanted to tell her that there’s more to life than looking pretty and that she is so much more than just her looks. That pretty dresses are great but it’s more important to be beautiful on the inside, that sort of thing. But I had a feeling it was something she already knew.

In most other aspects, she’s a lot like me. She loves stories, adventures, sports, the great outdoors. The only difference is that she also loves to dress up as well. Dresses, accessories, tiaras, make up, nail polish, she loved them all. For a 4-year-old, she’s got quite an eye for outfits, often better than I do.

I pulled her up onto my lap and said, “You know you’re beautiful all the time, right? Even when you’re not wearing a pretty dress.”

“Even when I’m in my jammies?” she asked.

“Uh huh. Even when you’re in your jammies, you’re super duper beautiful.”

“Jammies are not beautiful…” she giggled.

“Well, when you’re beautiful inside, you’ll always be beautiful no matter what you’re wearing.”

“I know,” she said, nodding. “But I like to wear dresses sometimes too. Can I, can I?”

“Of course you can, baby girl.”

This, having a dressy girly girl, it’s all new to me. I always thought that girls who spent far too much time on how they look all had a bit of bimbo in them and I want my daughter to grow up to be so much more. To have adventures, to spend her time curled up with books, to learn about being kind and brave and compassionate even if it means getting her hands dirty. But I guess dressing up is her way of expressing her individuality and I didn’t want to squash that either.

We’ll just have to figure this out together.

kids in motion

Mondays are like Fridays, said no one ever.

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I woke up this morning with a colossal long weekend hangover and after checking to make sure that it was in fact, really Monday, I stuck my head under the pillow for a full minute and took that time mourn the end of my little break. Seriously, that’s it? That did not feel like 4 days at all. I feel like I need another long weekend to recover from my long weekend.

Well, there’s a trip to Bangkok without the kids this weekend but more to come on that eventually.

In any case, this nose? Firmly back to the grindstone.

We did have some really great moments with the kids the past couple of days, which I guess was the whole point of this break. In that time, Finn discovered the joy of copying everything Truett and Kirsten did. Right up to this point, he’s mostly been in his own baby world and doing his own baby things but now, he wants to be around them all the time. He doesn’t know what they’re doing half the time but he’s happy to just be near them watching while they’re simulate one of their elaborate pretend scenarios.

While the other 2 kids were off on their striders again, we took him for a spin on a baby trike and he was beyond thrilled. He looked so thoroughly pleased to be part of the gang – my baby boy must have grown 5 inches right there (pretend) cycling next to them.

There were also some of those “MOMMMM BABY FINN IS DESTROYING MY STUFF” moments thrown into the mix but I’m telling you, watching the three of them together like this pretty much makes my ovaries spontaneously combust.

On the downside, all this excitement have resulted in 2 out of 3 babies coming down with a flu. Thankfully it’s nothing serious, just a mild fever and moderate level whining so here’s hoping it goes away quickly and quietly.

Also, I need another coffee.

Finn

Heading into the long weekend

The much-anticipated long weekend has finally arrived and we’ve got an unbelievable amount of frivolous (but fun) activities planned with the kids over the next couple of days because adventures aren’t going to have themselves, you know.

So in lieu of a real post, here are some pictures of baby Finn’s crazy hair coming at you right now because that’s what it is.

Finn

PS. Speaking of *the hair*, this hair growing business is turning out to be somewhat more tricky than I expected. My plan up to this point was to pretty much leave it alone (I know, right, genius level solution right there). No, seriously, it’s the only way I know how to make hair grow. All those theories about how cutting it makes it grow faster – that’s nonsense. Taking off 1 inch means it’s gone, making it 1 inch shorter, not longer. Basic math, people.

PPS. For a while, I had some success keeping his hair out of his face with man clips but he woke up one day and decided that he was done wearing them. Coupled with the fact that his psychomotor skills have progressed to the point where he’s able to yank them out and fling them across the room, it makes for some really wild hair moments.

PPPS. Then I tried waxing it just a little bit with one of those wax sticks and Truett was all “why are you putting glue in Finn Finn’s hair? Glue is not for hair, y’know.” Granted, it does look like an oversized glue stick but still…sigh, it’s clear that this boy needs to learn about hair products pronto.

PPPPS. Crazy hair or not, the level of cuteness in this kid is straight up lethal.

PPPPPS. Alright, I’m done. The number of P’s are getting out of control. You guys have a good one this weekend.

a spot of singapore

Park day!!

Yesterday must have been some sort of record – we went to 3 parks in a day with all 3 kids.

It was one of those Sundays where we had no plans and instead of wasting away a perfectly beautiful day feeling sluggish at home, we decided to put on our exploring boots (also known as flip flops) and declare it a park day.

Park day

The husband recently started going for runs at this little park place near Lorong Halus and he’s been raving about it so that was our first stop. It was indeed quite a gem. Pretty landscaping, lots of space for the kids to explore and relatively empty, the best sort of place for a Sunday morning stroll.

Actually, we were doing most of the strolling while Truett and Kirsten took off on their Striders. It was the first time Finn saw them ride their balance bikes and he was so intrigued by how fast they were whizzing past. He decided that being in my arms wasn’t fast enough for his liking so he made me put him down on the floor to chase them on his own. Which might have been a good plan had he learnt how to run but his only method of getting around at this point was on his hands and knees so I have to say that it didn’t work out very well at all.

On retrospect, I probably wouldn’t have done this with Truett but that’s the thing about having a third kid. By now, we’re like “you know what, go for it” so yes, that is my baby you see crawling furiously on the boardwalk. A boardwalk filled with…ok I don’t even want to think about it.

the chase

We would have stayed longer but it got too hot and Finn was starting to get into that tired-kind-of-cranky zone so we went back home for him to take a nap before heading out to Punggol Park and finally wrapping up the day at Punggol Waterway.

Truett & Kirsten

Truett is such a sweetheart. He’ll scoot off on his bike for a little bit and every few minutes, circle back to give Finn a hug and a kiss. After a few rounds, baby Finn was like “ok ok, enough…” But I think he secretly loves it. He looks at Tru with so much big brother admiration it makes my heart get all kinds of mushy.

Truett & Finn

It was so nice just taking it easy and hanging out with the kids like this. Nothing spectacular but wow it was a really fun day with these 3 really fun tiny people.

I’m grateful for my fun life.