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The evolution of a flip

February 13, 2013

It used to be that babies learnt to flip through practice, hard work  and determination. We’d put them on their tummies and cheer them on with words of encouragement as they struggled and flopped around like a fish out of water. It’s brutal but it’s only through the struggle that the caterpillar becomes a butterfly.

<What’s up with the animal analogies, you ask? It’s animal week and that means too many Nat Geo youtube videos.>

Well, baby Finn is not like most babies. When it’s the dreaded tummy time, he realizes that resistance is futile so instead of struggling and trying so hard to flip on his own, he just lets his head flop down to the side and waits for someone to rescue him. Coupled with his charming grin, it almost always works.

Who needs to develop stomach muscles when it’s so much easier to smile?

Step 1: The Tummy Time.

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Step 2: The Pout. 

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Step 3: The Floppy Head. 

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Step 4: The Strategy.

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Step 5: The Smile.

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Step 6: Parental Intervention. Also known as The Win.

#6

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心想事成, 笑口常開

February 10, 2013

cny 2013

It’s the first day of the Lunar New Year and we’re off spending time with loved ones. I love the festivities and rowdiness of the new year, hanging out with my tribe and making merry. The great thing is that there are enough people to fuss over the baby so I can enjoy my dinner and be all “Ah sure, you’re welcome to carry him for as long as you wish. In fact, no, I insist, OK JUST TAKE HIM.”

On the downside, I. Can’t. Stop. Eating. Bakkwa. When I pick up the first piece, I have a mental cap in my mind of 10 small squares (my mom cuts them up into harmless-looking little 2 inch squares) but I usually exceed the limit by 25.

And that’s just the bakkwa. There’s also the pineapple tarts, love letters, almond cookies and kueh bangkit just sitting on my kitchen table calling out to be eaten. I can go a whole year without eating them but during the new year, it’s like a tradition to stuff my face with sugary treats. There are like entire generations of Chinese people counting on me to eat more bakkwa in order to continue this proud tradition.

Guess I’ll oblige.

But before I resume my merrymaking ways, here’s wishing you guys a Happy Chinese New Year. May 2013 be the year that all your dreams come true and I hope it’ll be one filled with love and laughter.

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