Category Archives: Child

Singapore’s Valley Girls

PL and I were browsing at a shop when two girls, about lower secondary age, wandered into our vicinity and got excited about the goods on display. “Ohmygod! So cuuuute!” one of them went. They chattered on in high speed … Continue reading

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Like a duck to water… not!

Z likes water. But not too much. We tried her out for a swimming lesson. She responded like a cat to water. After that, we decided to get her used to water. So we brought her to the pool at … Continue reading

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There will be blood

Z has been having nosebleeds. What usually happens is that she will have nosebleeds in the middle of the night, and wake up crying. The first time this happened, I just held her as I or PL usually would if … Continue reading

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Clint Eastwood School of Acting

Z is not given to overly expressive displays. Usually. Not in public anyway. At her childcare/preschool CNY concert, her class had a performance for the parents. She was very excited and was insistent that we attend. So we did. I … Continue reading

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“Your TomTom say ‘Ting-ting-ting’!”

When planning for our camper van trip in Tasmania, one of the things we had to contend with was that Z had to be in a child seat. And the vehicle had only one seat that was allowed for a … Continue reading

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Even the gods must stand…

There is an “advantage” in living in a neighbourhood with strong traditions. Or at least, merchants with a strong sense of tradition, and religiosity. At the market, there is an altar to Tua Pek Kong (I believe), with incense, and … Continue reading

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On dying of old age.

I was telling Z to be careful about something (I forget what) or she might die. “What’s ‘die’?” “It’s like going to sleep and never waking up. You can’t move, you can’t see, you can’t hear, you can’t eat, you … Continue reading

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