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Sunday, July 25, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
A Not So Simple But Nice Lunch
Lunch on Saturday afternoon turned out to be a not so simple affair.
Tim said we were going to have a birthday lunch for Grace, so we met up with Shaun, Joni, Grace and Roy at Paddington Pancakes, one of our favourite place to eat in Queensbay Mall.
All throughout lunch, Shanna was hyper and not wanting to sit still...eventhough I gave her delicious bits from my plate... she kept whining to be taken for a walk. Strange for us as she's usually quite good.

Tim said we were going to have a birthday lunch for Grace, so we met up with Shaun, Joni, Grace and Roy at Paddington Pancakes, one of our favourite place to eat in Queensbay Mall.
All throughout lunch, Shanna was hyper and not wanting to sit still...eventhough I gave her delicious bits from my plate... she kept whining to be taken for a walk. Strange for us as she's usually quite good.
See the pictures we took - all had one squirming little girl, and a harried-looking mummy.
Then I was informed that the meal was also a treat for me, a belated birthday celebration. Thanks so much, guys and gals! I had a good time catching up with y'all.
We did manage to take a rare family photo (after we got up from the table).
Sunday, May 23, 2010
My Baby and I
Dedicated to my baby:
My baby is named Shanna, means God is gracious. She calls me 'Momma'.
My baby takes baby steps, but sometimes I can hardly keep up with her.
My baby fusses loudly when time to get out of the bath, I tell her to stop, then remember I too loved to play in the bath.
My baby stands up in her bed when it's time to sleep, I give her a warning and get a kiss in return, my frown disappears and my heart melts.
My baby likes to admire herself in the mirror, whenever I look at her I see myself reflected in her.
She has my eyes, hair, skin and even her third toe is like mine, I never thought I looked so good but she is the prettiest girl to me.
She is very insistent in her ways and I see the determination in me coming out in her.
I wonder why she cried in the night - was she cold, hungry or teething. Or maybe she just wants Daddy and Mummy. She is after all, a baby.
My baby who just outgrew four pairs of shoes. Fourteen months ago her foot was the length of my pinkie finger, my tiny baby.
I get impatient when she eats really slowly and both of us are tired, maybe it's because she has only six teeth and a small mouth. Or is my cooking that bad?
I put her down with her toys and go off to do some chores, only to turn around and see her appear in my door with a cheeky smile on her face.
I am reminded that though I am busy with many things, to my baby, I am her world, for now. I am honoured.
I lie down beside my baby, she flips around and chooses the spot next to my face, pokes my eyes and nose, kisses me and falls asleep. I look on at her for a long time afterwards.
I see in her a miniature copy of me and her daddy, yet somehow better in every way, and realize she is our pride and hope.
Makes me want to be a better person, so she'll grow to be like her Father in heaven.
My first baby, a special place in my heart.
My baby is named Shanna, means God is gracious. She calls me 'Momma'.
My baby takes baby steps, but sometimes I can hardly keep up with her.
My baby fusses loudly when time to get out of the bath, I tell her to stop, then remember I too loved to play in the bath.
My baby stands up in her bed when it's time to sleep, I give her a warning and get a kiss in return, my frown disappears and my heart melts.
My baby likes to admire herself in the mirror, whenever I look at her I see myself reflected in her.
She has my eyes, hair, skin and even her third toe is like mine, I never thought I looked so good but she is the prettiest girl to me.
She is very insistent in her ways and I see the determination in me coming out in her.
I wonder why she cried in the night - was she cold, hungry or teething. Or maybe she just wants Daddy and Mummy. She is after all, a baby.
My baby who just outgrew four pairs of shoes. Fourteen months ago her foot was the length of my pinkie finger, my tiny baby.
I get impatient when she eats really slowly and both of us are tired, maybe it's because she has only six teeth and a small mouth. Or is my cooking that bad?
I put her down with her toys and go off to do some chores, only to turn around and see her appear in my door with a cheeky smile on her face.
I am reminded that though I am busy with many things, to my baby, I am her world, for now. I am honoured.
I lie down beside my baby, she flips around and chooses the spot next to my face, pokes my eyes and nose, kisses me and falls asleep. I look on at her for a long time afterwards.
I see in her a miniature copy of me and her daddy, yet somehow better in every way, and realize she is our pride and hope.
Makes me want to be a better person, so she'll grow to be like her Father in heaven.
My first baby, a special place in my heart.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
We're into Recycling ;-)
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