Tradition... of a different kind

For the past 3 years, the sister and I have been running the GE Run. It's become our thing - 2011, 2012, 2013.

This year, it took some effort (reluctance, somewhat) on our parts - part unfitness, part bad timing, part sloth, part supposed-to-be-Jay-Chou-concert-the-night-before.... well the point is - there were many parts. But despite all the uh, struggles, we still signed up.

The run was meant to be on November 9. The night before, there was thunderstorm. Not just any thunderstorm - but one that was uberly thunderous and lightning flashes so bright it lit up the whole sky at one go, and thunderous sounding sounds that shook homes and made me jump - type of storm.

The sister and I communicated the night before and made plans; I set my alarm clock for 5.45am ... and then we went to sleep.

The next morning, the cool early morning post-storm, I awoke. With. A. Start. The sun was up, the skies too bright... good morning me, it was 6.35am.

We broke the tradition this year, by signing up but not going for the run. But. If you look at it a different way; with how we tend to have odd glitches and, uh, situations like this and that time when we bought movie tickets for the wrong location - the sister and I still kept one part of tradition going on!

Kate's year at school

Two weeks back, we attended the parent-teacher session for the second time this year. Six months ago, some of the academic bits were deemed as areas that needed improvement; and I'm proud to say that her report card this time round was favourable and showed improvement. While her handwriting - in both English and Mandarin can be improved upon, her ability to read has improved - her extra classes are paying off and I'm pleased! Good on you, girl!

K's lovely personality continues to shine through. Her teachers were unanimous in describing her as an out-going, sociable, confident child who likes to lead. None of which surprise me, and pleases me that she enjoys school and her friends; so it's good.

The teacher cited that K2 will be a significant leap in terms of academics - with introduction of a lot more to the children; and Primary 1 will be an even more significant leap. I cannot believe that this little girl will need to be registered for Primary 1 next year. Wow.

Overall, I'm happy that K's made good progress; and that the teachers see her blossom. 

School's officially closed now; and it's a long holiday again for her to play! Hooray!

K's art piece

PS: on this note of school, we settled J's entry to pre-nursery next year. We settled his school uniform and it seems like he is set! 

She's really an angel

So in my last post, I was sharing how lovely my little baby girl is. And she really is an angel... in her school's Christmas concert!

Angels get tired and need to sit down too

She was involved in two segments - the first being a dance that she practised hard for; and the second is the school play where she was one of three angels. This little girl can memorise scripts - I missed the concert but my heart sure burst with pride and joy when I heard this from the husband; and received all her pictures!

Angels

And just like that, the school holidays have started *cues Christmas carols...

Angelic K

I was feeling sneezy last night, so I popped my magical yellow pill and laid in bed. My head was heavy and I just wanted to sleep.

The kids, however, had a different opinion. J was tired but fidgety, and K was just in the best of moods; skipping about happily.

The boy started to fuss, and I refused to cave in to his request to pat him. He didn't want me anyway, and started to whine for Aunty T to pat him. I was no state to fight back. I literally flopped about and tried to sleep.

K (in her angelic mood): J, Mommy is sick. You want cheche to pat you?
J (grumpy): NO.
K: OK, you want me to call Aunty T for you?
J: OK
K: You just wait ok? Mommy is not well. I go call Aunty T for you.

In my groggy state, I felt so warm knowing that this little angel is so beautiful and she does look after her brother (in the right mood).

In a bit, when the husband got home, he asked me what was wrong with me and she - who had asked me what was wrong with me earlier - responded to him the same time as I did.
She does understand that Mommy is not well. She is growing up so quickly.

Love

The weekend past

I indulged in a spiffy, pricy lunch instead of our regular food-court food.

Discussing peas

On Sunday, I brought them to a wedding lunch. Alone. 

Sleeping angels

And just like that, the weekend passed.

Dancing princess

I snuck these pics (she would cower from shyness otherwise)

That's my girl, practising for her school's Christmas concert.

She's been at it for weeks, and she seems to genuinely enjoy grooving. I'm not too impressed by the choice of song (some Mandarin pop song), nor the moves (the teachers choreograph the dances), but I am extremely impressed by her enthusiasm to practise, and how she sings along and just seems to be enjoying herself thoroughly.

Seems like she enjoys pop music and dance. I will go research and allow her a proper avenue to explore this interest.

So fun!

1 November

An early morning start

Some warm milk for this little boy

#movember