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2014

Finn

Who needs a bubble machine? Not this guy.

Ever since baby Finn’s introduction to bubbles, he’s been way into bubbles. Like way, way deep into bubble mania. “BUBBAA”, he’ll point to the bubble blower and yell.

“We can’t have bubbles everyday, sweetheart,” I’ll try to explain and he looks at me with indignation like “WHY NOT, MOMMA? WHY NO BUBBLES?” because in his world, bubbles are fun and there should be bubbles every single day.

Finally, he gave up and decided to improvise by making his own bubbles instead. With his mouth. Which would be so gross if it wasn’t so cute and enterprising. He makes some pretty huge bubbles for such a tiny baby and then he thinks it’s the most hilarious thing in the world. Ok, it is pretty darn hilarious.

Video quality isn’t sharp and that is some crazy hair going on but here, here’s a peek.

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It’s all about the wordplay

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In recent months, I’ve heard the kids say some of the most random and hilarious things, both to us and to each other. I’ve been telling myself to make a list of the best ones because these are too good to forget and I should really store them somewhere before they fall out of my brain.

Here are some of my favourites:

Kirsten: You know why I’m never going on the tower of terror again? It’s scary and (*whispers*) it makes my vagina very ticklish.

Tru: Kirsten, you must tell me when you fall asleep ok! Kirsten: OK!

Kirsten: Why is the elephant’s nose very long? Tru: I know! Because he tell lies.

Kirsten: When I become 100 years old, I’ll be super tall like a giant. Tru: No, you’ll probably be dead.

Tru: Eating vegetables makes my throat gross and squashy, like I want to vomit.

Kirsten: Adults can do whatever the like but children must just be quiet and listen. Except babies. Babies can also do whatever they like.

One time one kid (I’m not saying who) pooped on the floor in the room when both the toilets were being used. And then the person said “I don’t know what happened, it just dropped out.”

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Walking on the bright side

Ok, resolution time! I was thinking that this year, instead of spending time doing up a list of generic, loosely worded phrases disguised as resolutions I may or may not (mostly may not) actually keep, I’m going to change things up a bit and go with a theme for the upcoming year. An thought I’d like to keep close to my heart and remind myself of throughout the course of the year.

This year, I’m choosing to walk on the bright side.

We all want to be happy and we hope for the year to be smooth-sailing and filled with unicorns and all sorts of happy things but we know that rarely happens. 6 days into the new year and we wake up to a gloomy, rainy morning filled with sniffly kids, squelchy rain puddles and awful traffic. And then there’ll be reason after reason to bring on a sad face, an angry face, a miserable face, an annoyed face, a post natal depression face, a down in the dumps face, a why-is-my-life-such-a-crapstorm face. Ah yes, there’ll be lots of those reasons throughout the year.

For most of my life, I think I’ve tried to look at the bright side, to choose happiness and love and thankfulness. I know I’m not entitled to be happy, just like I’m not entitled to only have good things happen to me every minute of every day. I have to choose it and fight for it in the face of all the monkey wrenches thrown my way. I know that when bad things happen, I can’t let myself drown and forget to be happy. Yes, ok, I forget all the time because sometimes it’s far more cathartic to wallow and feel all slumpy but the important thing is to find a way to snap out of it, put on those boxing gloves and get right back into the ring.

Life is filled with things I can’t control and it used to get me, how helpless I felt when all my beautiful plans got all messed up and I want to rage and yell “THAT’S NOT HOW IT’S SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! IT WAS ALL DIFFERENT WHEN I PLANNED IT IN MY HEAD!”

But then there’s stuff I can control – my heart and my spirit, and the steadfast knowledge that God is good to me, all the time, even when I can’t see it. No, actually I can. I just have to look at all the wonderful things I have in my life and not let them get overshadowed by the occasionally sucky ones.

So this year, I’m choosing not just to glance at the bright side once in a while, but to walk in it. I’ll be responsible for my own happiness level. I’m spending my time loving on my fine specimen of a husband, I’m getting in all the kisses I can on our almost 4 babies and I’m going to fight to fill this little house of ours with all the love and laughter it can possibly contain.

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a spot of singapore

So, January

Is it bad that it’s the second day of the year and I’m already exhausted? Technically, I’ve been exhausted since the last day of last year, which by the way, was splendid because taking into account my current state of being, we decided to spend new year’s eve having the best kind of party…

A pyjama party – wherein we filled the living room with all manner of soft objects and hung out in our jim jams playing Disney Infinity and watching Monsters Inc until we all got too pooped. Which, if you must know, happened at like about 10.25.

I like to at least be awake to welcome in the new year but the time check was 10.28 and I thought I’d just have a quick lie down next to baby Finn and then I figured I’d maybe close my eyes a little bit. Let’s just say that I didn’t make it very far past that time.

The benefit of that was being up bright and early(ish) on new year’s morning so went to check out PasarBella for the first time with the whole tribe.

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Is it just me or does this place feel like New York’s Chelsea Market? We walked in past the rows of Maine Lobsters sitting on ice and I had a major flashback of the steamed lobster we had at the Lobster Place in NYC; I could taste the juicy, succulent lobster in my mouth. Then I looked at the price and wow, ok, moving on. For $110 a kg, I’d be having 3 of those babies at Chelsea Market.

Overpriced frozen lobster aside, the place is quite a gem. It’s beautifully themed, the food’s decent (hello crackling roast pork), plus there’s good coffee and some ice cream, what more could a girl ask for?

How about pretty toilets? Uh huh. It was pretty enough for the kids to make themselves feel very comfortable in the toilet, among other strategically placed rest areas.

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Post lunch, we all came home and I took a delicious long nap.

January is looking good, y’all!