The kids have been back to school for a week now. Jason in P3, and Shannon in K2. I’m still luxuriating in the fact that I have mornings free to do my own thing, now that both are in school in the mornings. Unfortunately, I’ve been down with a cold the past few days, so my plans to exercise and do a variety of other activities have been put on hold.
Meanwhile, Shannon was recently gifted my sister’s old study table. There is a corner in their shared bedroom where her kiddy table used to be, but I thought a proper study table would come in useful when she’s in P1 next year. Continue reading
I’ve taken over laundry duties from my husband and am loving our new washing machine that can wash and dry. More on that another time. But one little pesky thing about doing laundry for a school-going boy who does not use a wallet (because he forgets to bring it more often than he remembers), is the change that is in the bermudas pocket when he returns from school. Continue reading
So, life as a SAHM (stay-at-home-mum) has been no less exciting than life as a FTWM (full-time-working-mum). It’s been exactly two weeks since I stopped work, and we’ve had an A&E visit, an asthma attack, some interesting freelance work offers, not to mention gotten some things done around the home: Continue reading
See the clutter-free surface, organised spices and oil and neatly arranged ladles?
It’s hard to believe that two hours before the picture was taken, I was dealing with an overflowing filtered water dispenser that I forgot to turn off (it works like a tap). I was filling water in my mug when three-year-old Shannon called for me. Since the water dispenses rather slowly, I left the mug on the counter as it was filling up, and went to see what she needed. One thing led to another, and I started giving her a shower. It wasn’t until I was drying her off with a towel that I suddenly remembered I was filling up my mug! I knew it was too late even as I ran into the kitchen. Water was flowing off the counter, onto the stove, onto the floor, and horrors of horror, filling up my two deep drawers where I keep my pots and pans. Continue reading
We enjoy taking road trips, and learn something new each time we travel as a family. The furthest we’ve gone is from Singapore to Cameron Highlands last year, a ten-hour drive if we were to do it at one go, but we broke it up into small manageable portions seeing we have two young kids in the backseat. Continue reading
Soon after my helper went back a year ago, I was looking desperately for my camera charger. I looked high and low, in the study, bedroom, living room, and could not find it anywhere. I was tempted to just pick up the phone and call or message her in Medan, Indonesia. I resisted the urge. I spent days searching and finally found it hidden in a corner of the living room, blocked by books, near a power socket, probably from the last time the camera was charged a month or two before. Continue reading
I’m not sure about other kids, but mine are like little collectors when we’re on a trip. They love bringing little souvenirs home. I generally let them, because it keeps them busy and entertained while we’re travelling, and the souvenirs they pick are usually free: shells from the beach, sand or pine cones. The only problem with that is they often lose interest in these items by the time we get home and are caught up with everyday living. Continue reading