Kidspeak

A little less conversation

People often ask me what it’s like to be with 2 small kids alone all day and most of the time, I don’t even know what to say. I figured I’d just post a couple of their conversations verbatim so you get to feel like you’re right there with them. Or not.

The Robotic Invasion

Truett: See, I made a robot (using Megabloks).

Kirsten: I want BOBOT, peas peas!!

Truett: No, mei mei, you need to make your own.

He proceeds to tap her on the head with the robot

Me: Hey, don’t do that! Don’t knock your sister on the head.

Truett: Ok, later robot pain pain.

Me: Not the answer I was looking for dude. We need to have a little chat about your priorities.

Playground Protection

Truett: Mei mei, come here!

Kirsten: Um…no. (She obviously picked this up from me and does the um *pause* with a lot more gusto)

Truett: You want to sit on the slide with me?

Kirsten: Um…no.

Truett: It’s very fun, mei mei, you want to try?

Kirsten: Um…no.

Truett: You protect me can? I’m very scared to sit by myself.

Kirsten: Ok, I go.

That’s SO GROSS

Truett sees a scrunched up ball of brown paper on the floor near the playground and advances towards it while keeping a safety distance of 3 metres.

Truett: Look, that’s SO GROSS. Ewwwwww. Be careful, mei mei!

Kirsten walks right up to it and gives it a solid kick to send it flying.

Truett: Eeeeeeee, don’t!! That’s disgusting, it’s an insect.

Me: That’s not an insect, it’s just paper.

He thinks for a while, then goes up to it and steps on it ever so gingerly.

Truett: See, I’m not scared, it’s just paper.

Mandatory Playtime

Truett: Kirsten, do you want to play with me please?

Kirsten: I don’t want.

Truett: You play with me, mei mei, I ask nicely already.

Kirsten: NOOOOO, don’t want.

Truett: Mei mei, you play with me later can get gummy.

Kirsten: Later I get gummy bear.

Me: Tru, you can’t promise gummies you don’t even have, that’s cheating.

Truett: Mommy, later you give mei mei gummy bear ok because she play with me very well.

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My guide to dealing with toddler tantrums. It may or may not make things worse for you

The terrible twos are upon us again, this time courtesy of my not so baby girl.

I can’t believe it’s been more than a year ago that I was doing this with Tru. He used to have episodes where he would fling himself to the ground in rage and scream non stop in public places.

Logically, I know this is a phase and I have been preparing myself mentally for it for several months now but being in it is not the same. Whenever she’s upset (which happens frequently), she squats down (very civilized, thankfully none of that flinging to the ground business), clenches her fists, scrunches up her face and makes gorilla-mouthed screaming noises. Then I just think to myself “WHO TOOK MY SWEET LITTLE BABY GIRL AND SWAPPED IT WITH AN TINY ANGRY GORILLA?”

It actually looks very cute in an I-just-want-to-squeeze-her-tight sort of way but that only makes her lose it even more.

So I’ve developed a guide to dealing with toddler tantrums:

1. The more people there are, the more likely they are to scream louder and longer. With an audience, they start to think they’re Claire Danes going all emo in Romeo and Juliet so bring them to a deserted, preferably dimly-lit corner for them to wake up their idea.

2. There’s no point offering temporary distractions. Usually the iPhone is a wonderful distraction tool and I offered it to Kirsten when she was having a meltdown only to have her swipe at furiously like a frienzied monkey while screaming NOOOOOOOOOOOO. It sent my iPhone crashing to the ground and got me all upset. It’s not good to have more than one upset person at one time.

3. You can’t hug the tantrum out of them. You know how on TV, the girl will have a tantrum and the guy will hold her while she beats his chest but then after a while, she stops because she realizes that she’s being unreasonable and a hug makes it all better. Um, DOES NOT WORK ON BABIES. You try hugging them in the middle of a tantrum and they will give you a flying kick to the jaw. That’ll solve nothing and give you mommy-rejection issues. Trust me on that one.

4. Forget trying to talk reason into them. First of all, on good days, they’re barely able to handle reasonable discourse. Trying to talk sense into a screaming child is like trying to talking sense to an actual angry gorilla. Good luck with that.

5. For the good news, they will get tired and calm down eventually. It can take 5 minutes or 45 minutes, depending on how upset and resilient they are. Sometimes, we all just need a good scream to make us feel better and that’s the point to get your momma lovin’ on.

a spot of singapore

Surfin’ Safari

Believe it or not, I’ve never been to the Night Safari in all my 28 years. I know, that’s like living in Anaheim and never being in Disneyland. Or living in Beijing and never visiting the Great Wall. In other words, I’m what you call a total local snob who’s too cool and savvy to fall for a touristy gimmick.

The idea of a night zoo is novel but come on, who pays $32 to not see a bunch of animals sleeping in pitch darkness? The poor giraffes and zebras just spent the entire day entertaining overexcited kids in the day zoo and after the sun sets, they’ve still got to pull another shift without taking a break. If it were me, I’d be hiding under a rock somewhere nursing a very foul mood.

But you know where this is going though right? Me telling you about my trip to the Night Safari and how incredible it was. Except you’d only be half right because while some parts were really cool, other parts were entirely predictable and also kind of boring.

So here we go then.

1. Dinner at Bongo Burgers – One word, MEH

I heard some good things about Bongo Burgers so it was the dinner place of choice when we reached. I expected the tourist prices but I was also expecting better food, I guess. The spring chicken had deliciously crispy skin but the wedges, nuggets and burgers were meh.

2. Thumbuakar tribal performances – Smokin’ hot

Tribal artistic expressions are not really my thing. I’m glad they have a rich cultural heritage but that’s just not reason enough for me to want to pretend to like it. At first, they were doing their interpretive dance routine in their loincloths and I snuck a peek to see if they had decent abs before going back to feeding baby girl tasteless wedges.

The only exception is when it involves people eating fire and making big fireballs with their mouths like this one did, then I’m a huge fan of tribal performances. I think they also realized the tribal dancing wasn’t really reeling in the crowd so they were all like “let’s not waste time doing this and bring on the big fire.”

What can I say, me like big fire.

3. Creatures of the Night show – Painfully predictable

It was like any other animal show, just with nocturnal animals instead of regular daytime ones. I can’t say which category snakes fall into but I’m pretty sure they have enough evil powers to not need any sleep. Oh wait, apparently they do sleep but with their eyes open, which is exactly like my scary Chemistry teacher who used to make us do workbooks while she sat at her desk and stoned with her eyes open. We could never tell if she was asleep or in an evil trance to store up powers.

4. Tram ride – Mostly awesome

We had the option of walking or taking a tram around; we chose the tram because I didn’t feel very safe walking around with free-roaming wild animals in darkness. There was a no flash-photography rule in case the animals got blinded or startled into attacking us, which made it incredibly difficult to take pictures.

I shot with my 50mm on manual, had the aperture wide open at f1.4, shutter speed 1/40, ISO 800-1600, boosted the light for some and tried to keep a very still camera hand to reduce motion blur. 80% of the shots were very Blair Witch Project but I got a handful of pretty good ones.

5. Gift store – Headgear for if you ever meet a tiger

We were already doing the tourist thing, so might as well go all in. We were the only ones hamming it up with the gaudy tiger hats at the gift store, so much so that even the tourists were staring at us funny. Then again, that’s probably because I looked partially retarded with my headgear on (FYI, no way I’m posting that picture up).