<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967</id><updated>2012-02-17T11:08:23.084+08:00</updated><category term='ppp'/><category term='sponsoredreview; loudlaunch'/><category term='loudlaunch; payu2blog'/><category term='smorty; payu2blog'/><category term='sponsoredreview; payu2blog'/><category term='blogvertise'/><category term='smorty'/><category term='payu2blog;'/><category term='Bloggerwave'/><category term='payu2blog; blogvertise'/><category term='loudlaunch'/><category term='sponsoredreview'/><category term='??'/><category term='ppp; payu2blog'/><category term='payu2blog'/><category term='blogvertise; payu2blog'/><title type='text'>scribbles for my angels</title><subtitle type='html'>this page is specially for the 3 angels in my life...jottings of their daily life..hopefully it will help them remember and cherish their childhood and to discover about themselves and their mommy...who loves them very much.

i am blessed...i have angels watching over me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>504</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4560365089087781794</id><published>2012-01-17T09:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:13:00.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions questions questions</title><content type='html'>evi is now curious where her daddy is hiding from her for so long, so she starts asking questions to probe mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evi : mommy, who make this nice bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;me : daddy did it&lt;br /&gt;evi : mommy, who buy this thing?&lt;br /&gt;me: daddy bought it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night when the 2 che ches were away in tuition, she was alone with mommy then she started asking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evi : mommy, where is daddy? where did daddy go? where is daddy, mommy? (many many times...repeatingly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was taken aback with her need to know, maybe this is the age of understanding or realisation. she has been saying daddy is in the office or working in the office, as she sees her mommy going and coming back from office, so one day dad will too? little little things are being observed and has triggered her curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years 8 months 2 weeks. we (che ches &amp;amp; i) will give you the answers slowly and you will have a full understanding as you grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4560365089087781794?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4560365089087781794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6873363060827238519</id><published>2012-01-12T11:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:14:55.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elli's new year</title><content type='html'>poor girl after going to school 1 day, she fell sick for almost a week. lost a lot of weight - more bones than flesh now. unexpectedly after all that, she stopped her favourite activity - my milk guzzler has now totally stopped drinking milk. i am trying to entice her to continue since she can't eat fish which eliminates a lot of food coz she's not crazy for beef or lamb. she loves her veg &amp;amp; fruits...my lil vegetarian. her fave fruits are the red dragon fruit &amp;amp; durian...yumms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the start of school comes all the activities - gymrama (wed &amp;amp; sat), tuition classes (mon, tue &amp;amp; thurs) and homework (everyday). was thinking of giving her music lessons...shall see how she copes. not much room for play...thankfully CNY is just around the corner and will enjoy the coming long break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update 13 Jan - elli is back to her normal milk guzzling self...mommy is happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6873363060827238519?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6873363060827238519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6873363060827238519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6873363060827238519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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assembly, recess &amp;amp; going home time. however mommy met other mommies from her class &amp;amp; even a mommy from erika's previous classmate (amanda) ~ small world. bad news is elli, started to have aches in her hand and legs when school day ended. so mommy took her to see her paed and she was running a fever...so this week only went to school 1 day, hopefully all recovered to see her friends next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation day ~ evi after seeing elli dressed up in full uniform, asked to wear the same. so the 2 went to school together, elli said "mom i am shy walking next to evi, embarrasing". evi pulled off as a std 1 pupil, thanks to her size...funny thing is this girl also happily suck a bottle of milk while walking around the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{note - it was super tiring with the heat, excitement &amp;amp; all, mommy need to take the weekend to recover. going to school is hard work}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 January - evi 1st day in kindy, happy that it was uneventful, no tears, she just went in happily at 8:45 and played along. when mommy &amp;amp; elli (sick didn't go school) went to get her at 12:15 teacher wanted to meet me...oh oh....said evi is too strong willed and do not want to join in circle time. mommy knows evi is just acting herself, she is not different or difficult, just being evi. mommy wants to know if the teacher is able to entice evi by manipulating the environment to let her enjoy circle time (not sure ??). of cos mommy needed to do homework and encourage evi to play "circle time" at home ~ hope it works &amp;amp; no need to see teacher again. today (6 January) evi was all tears at the gate....hopefully dried up fast. report from teacher was evi is much better today and was able to join some group activity....great...more "circle time" play at home to boost this learning experience. she has to learn that she is not the center of the universe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erika is having a red eye....wanted to do all the home remedy on her like putting a slice of potato on her eye, but she wouldn't let me, so only ice. read that it will go away in a week even if nothing is done, so fingers cross. now her eye is slightly swollen though not red yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope next week will be way better!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6591925123600729767?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6591925123600729767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6591925123600729767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6591925123600729767'/><link rel='self' 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style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0jx_pTbUC0/TZ1WDTYSOHI/AAAAAAAABFk/KiYQL5PjEBs/s400/Honey%2BEvi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592720927005751410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 3 years old now and she talks cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"mom, can i have peekabooo mien? pleassss", "can you switch on peekabooo mien" &lt;/span&gt;~ she meant can i watch 'despicable me' (the movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"dun say old lady, i tell popo wan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"i go to taman tun school"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"my name is evira"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"i want lipstick mommy, put lipstick for me pleesss" &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(bring my bag - pout her lips all ready for some red hot action)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"you say sorry, say sorrryyyyyy"&lt;/span&gt; to any kid that push her around and they will have to deal with her "polite" wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evi -did you eat the chocolate cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"no i di den, not me" &lt;/span&gt;(with a cute choc-straight-face and evidence smudged all over hands and face!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are u sure, you didn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"not me, i din, i diinn eat the cake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, was the chocolate cake nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"yes, it was yummy, i like it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0jx_pTbUC0/TZ1WDTYSOHI/AAAAAAAABFk/KiYQL5PjEBs/s72-c/Honey%2BEvi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3927435719698394653</id><published>2011-01-25T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:20:59.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loooong day for evi</title><content type='html'>i could not sleep today, evi too. maybe she knows she's going to go through something very major today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me worried, asked the world to pray for her that all will go as smoothly as it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evi may sense the panic in my face this whole time but not know how to respond to it. so she had rashes all over, making me more panicky as i was afraid the docs won't help her if she is not perfectly healthy. i kept rubbing her with special ointment, massaging her, praying all the redness will go down and all the lil dots will subside within a few hours!! also thinking and wondering is it a sign not to bring her in? i really need a sign from god on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was up at 3 entertaining evi and trying hard to distract her from taking even a single drop. going under g.a. is no easy task. finally at 7 took her to take a bath, she was in high spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mah mah came to pick us up to the hospital...a bit of traffic but thank god we found a parking spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we were in, to my relief we were immediately identified and showed where to go. my panic went up a few notches but try to put a brave front for evi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st lil girl went in to the o.t. came out screaming....oh no!! made me wanna tear up to see that...heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had to carry evi in, to my surprise she was so cooperative until they put the gas mask on her face. i can see a whole class of doctors were waiting to see the surgeons perform their work - that was quite weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she put up a fiesty and screaming fight...the hardest part for me was to leave her after she was knocked out. then my big prayer to god was to give those doctors the wisdom and a good heart to do all they can for evi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much to my relief after 1 and half hours she was out...snoring and so peacefully sleeping...doctors came and gave lots of reassurance that they tried really hard to save as many tooth as they can, and took as little as they had to.&lt;br /&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;evi was so cute, she said...in between tears "my front teeth lost ledi, mommy". thank god they had quite good pain management and the nurses were great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promise evi that we will be as good to the rest of her baby teeth and will help her keep them as clean as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update 28 Feb ~ went for follow-up check and everything looks great...gums healed and all fillings intact. doc said no milk on bottle if possible (well not ready for it) so she said must be less than 5 min of bottle time to maintain good teeth. oklah...will do that and force her to brush anytime and everywhere. now her new bff is the "brush", which she hates!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3927435719698394653?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3927435719698394653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-8976379383182723874</id><published>2010-10-18T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:25:09.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reward scheme</title><content type='html'>finish final exams for the year, time for results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erika thought of an ingenious way to reward herself for all the hard and labourous work she did to prepare for the exams, so she propose this to kong kong over dinner (hoping to catch him in good mood and go with the scheme).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i get no. 1 - then you pay me $1  (wah so cheap only ah....wait read on)&lt;br /&gt;if i get no, 2 - then you pay me $2&lt;br /&gt;if i get no, 3 - then you pay me $3&lt;br /&gt;if i get no, 4 - then you pay me $4&lt;br /&gt;if i get no, 5 - then you pay me $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see where this is heading right? in the very, very "right" direction so that she will definitely receive a huge award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's hoping she comes out last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder where she got all those "brilliant" ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-8976379383182723874?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/8976379383182723874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=8976379383182723874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8976379383182723874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8976379383182723874'/><link 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bringing along hula hoops and a nice food container, in it was her freshly baked yummylicious orange sponge cake in a horsie shape and squares...so much effort on presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;evira was smitten by the container more than anything else. we thought she wanted the cake, so gave her a piece, she ate some but dropped more crumbs for the monkeys than hansel and gretel. actually what she wanted was to use it as a chair for her bum...but with her 16 kg...better not and obviously not on food!! so laundryamah told her nicely she cannot seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;evi looked at laundryamah and keep saying "selfish!, selfish!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4300135989859986374?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-8507535457386785952</id><published>2010-08-25T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T21:13:16.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>potty</title><content type='html'>evira is finally on her way to be diaper free (i hope)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when she feels the urge, she will say in this order -" i wan to orr see" then "can you  take out my diaper" then "u gotta move the stick to open the toilet door" (i have added my ol' fashion security feature since the break-in) then "help me sit on the toilet"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so once she is on the throne, she will say "go away mommy, go away"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she needs her privacy to do her business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this poor girl does not have very good bowel movements, if it goes for more than 2 days....u can be assured that it's a painful crying affair with big hard rocks stained with a little blood being pushed out from my poor baby...she does look like she is almost delivering a baby! if that happens and those rocks still cannot make its way out, then its medication to the rescue. once its out, the relief is more for the mommy than poor baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-8507535457386785952?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/8507535457386785952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=8507535457386785952&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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she sucks at least 2 bottles of milk plus a bottle of water. even in a new diaper - it overflows by 4am...then this talking 2 year old will start complaining "my shirt is wet and my pants is wet, take out my diaper" then after cleaning her up..."go make nen nen for me" "mom dun sleep wake up, go make nen nen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i don't or popo don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the police man come and catch you, eeeor eeeor, hurry up....you stooooopid....go make nen nen for me, stooopid, hurry up, sorry mommy forever" (for saying stupid). "pees mommy go or not i will scold you one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the nen nen is cold "this is no good, i dun like...this is rubbish!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "stoopid" word is learn from kong kong....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-8303121404495386244?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/8303121404495386244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=8303121404495386244&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8303121404495386244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8303121404495386244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2010/07/chain-drinker.html' title='chain drinker'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-801712742703459076</id><published>2010-06-24T15:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:59:39.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to kill</title><content type='html'>now i realise being a mom makes me a killer too. it's so easy to be one these days!! it's just the opposite side of the same coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erika just told me in secrecy that a stooooopid tuition teacher in her tuition center (this one not teaching her summore) "touched her thigh sloooooowly" she was alone the most for a few minutes and unfortunate that no one was there....grrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fire came shooting out my eyes when i heard that....immediately called the center to make a humongous  fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told the girls i am going to buy a gun now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they both say dun buy mom, the police will catch you if you kill him. (they still can think straight, while mom is going crazy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said i shoot him in the tuition center la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erika said got camera in the center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ohhhh - camera ah....maybe caught the guy red-handed) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still dunno how la...stopped her tuition until *&amp;amp;%$$@ is removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no place is safe for your children!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-801712742703459076?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/801712742703459076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=801712742703459076&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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when i just returned home and was starting dinner, she came running and grab my hand saying "i wanna watch viiideo mommy". she kept pulling but i told her let me finish dinner then she gets to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos that is not acceptable for her and started to throw her usual fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said calmly "that will not work on me, stop it" (not expecting it will get into her head at all). to my surprise she stopped for a few seconds, then a light bulb switched on in her head and she changed tactic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she immediately open up her arms and pout her lips and said "kiss kiss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i let her kiss la...not everyday you get free kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still said after i finish dinner 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got MAD. started her tantrum and said "u stooor pit mommy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got mad too and said "did you scold me???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stopped, eyes looking guilty and shook her head and said "sorry mommy" with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then pulled my hand again...this time took her upstairs to my room and switch on the video (she wins - gotta watch her video while relaxing on my comfy bed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: love works!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-9358685690737946?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/9358685690737946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=9358685690737946&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/9358685690737946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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for ser food&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(this is very important!! and always her opening prayer line, even when we are ready for bed and nite nite...its still the food.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bess my mommy&lt;br /&gt;bess my ellisa&lt;br /&gt;bess my house&lt;br /&gt;bess my popo&lt;br /&gt;bess my kong kong... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(u get the flow- her list of blessing is pretty long)&lt;br /&gt;then mommy says in Jesus's name&lt;br /&gt;she will sign and say&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a.....men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7731271657006937945?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-1483263050151215967</id><published>2010-04-16T09:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:22:41.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evi is turning 2</title><content type='html'>everyone is surprised that she is not turning 3 or 4, but she is only turning 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they kept asking mommy...u sure...so long only 2 years old. she's so matured and talks like "auntie" that everyone thot she is waaaay older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gets her way...coz she is too cute to say "NO" to. with her cherubic smile and curly locks, its almost impossible to deny her anything especially with her pleeezzz and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos we scold her non-stop cos she is a non-stop mischief girl. but she also has her magic to make all of you melt....scold her severely (she knows we mean business) and she immediately open up her arms, hugs you and say..."i lub yooo" other times (when not so serious) she will change subject and talk about something else or try to say something stooopid to make you laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss cheeky (with a twinkle in her eye and those bouncy curls) will go a long way...love u soooooo much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-1483263050151215967?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/1483263050151215967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=1483263050151215967&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1483263050151215967'/><link rel='self' 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clothes&lt;br /&gt;"take out sam" or "open open" then say "pantz" "take out pantz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her vocab is quite amazing. her weight is too = 14+ kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trouble is this "shuong liuong" request happens every time she goes to my room - sometimes she end up having many many baths a day...either a water baby or a screaming baby...for sanity sake-i chose "batz peesssss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she call popo - SAM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5321867585890974355?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5321867585890974355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5321867585890974355&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link 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work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erika did improve a lot from her first semester, but still need lots of help with her languages. gonna stop her music lessons for a while - she lost her first love for her piano and i wanna "psycho" her to find it back. will start lessons for elli instead and see if erika gets inspired to pick up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elli got perfect score for her test - which came as a surprise to one who answered " i dunno" to all my questions on her school work. she love writing numbers and alphabets but find chinese characters really tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yee ma starting erika on swimming lessons - but elli the opportunist, sneaked into her car and jumped into the pool. erika had to coax into the pool by elli, after half the lesson was over. ku ma bought the girls robes and caps and googles, all smiles for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evira is the cutest ever with curly locks and if she does anything wrong - and whenever we demand her to say sorry, she will sign "sorry" by putting her little chubby hands on her head. with the sorry look and quickly give u a "tum kuat" (massage). she can call all of us...the last she called is kong kong, but she boss him around the most, coz she knows he let her wins all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;synn and jern - as usual - did their parents proud with their exceptional results, so lucky wan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the last photo taken by daddy of the "gang of 6"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/Swn9rg1D4zI/AAAAAAAABBQ/88OG6V1dNew/s1600/P1110268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/Swn9rg1D4zI/AAAAAAAABBQ/88OG6V1dNew/s400/P1110268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407131751623680818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/Swn9rg1D4zI/AAAAAAAABBQ/88OG6V1dNew/s72-c/P1110268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-423581770513316463</id><published>2009-08-03T11:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:04:12.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elli's dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post_message"&gt;after waking up from her afternoon nap, elli told this to popo. and she has been repeating this story so vividly to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw daddy wake up, and the workers open the door (?)  and he come out from the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he saw a lot of flowers and take all the flowers and go home to plant them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he come home and kiss me, Erika, baby, mommy and everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody say "hoooray" because my daddy wake up already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love daddy and we always want daddy to stay with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elli said that this was the REAL daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she saw him surrounded by white (showing me with her hands) and that there was a white round fat thing on his head. he look very handsome. the white thing stop daddy from coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sort of expressed that daddy's face was glowing - white thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesus told daddy sorry because he cannot go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said the "bluff" daddy was in the box and the "REAL" daddy was with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will never ever die again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy said bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is going to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this dream, elli has found her joy again...we are so blessed to have her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update 6 august&lt;br /&gt;erika also dream about her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said she was walking into the house, she heard daddy's voice, she ran in and saw him sitting on the day bed. they hug and kissed...then she woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also dreamt of daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his cousin also-and he saw him wake up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis saw him at the funeral, he was singing with us (don moen cd ~ rivers of joy was playing) and told her - dun worry, he will take care of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-423581770513316463?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/423581770513316463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4318629539212156942</id><published>2009-06-22T16:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:34:21.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>report card</title><content type='html'>elli had report card day last saturday and erika will be today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went for elli's and didn't go for erika's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elli is doing well in school, teacher says she can stand up for herself very well - which translates to she can fight with the boys or pick a quarrel if the occasion arises...yahooo....way to go, guuurrrrl!! so proud of your vocal abilities and your gutsi-ness. elli loves to play with boys only (if she has a choice) and girls if there are no boys around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for erika it's not that I am not proud of her achievements...it sometimes border on the brink of "embarrassment"...but am glad that she is not taking it badly or suffering from low self-esteem. in fact she loudly proclaim she is number 35 in a class of 37. i scratch my head!! we have tried all works even bribery...used to say if u get 20 and above, we take u to disneyland....now we gotta say if u get 35 and above...coz we really wanna go!! she is just an excuse to pack our bags. what crazy parenting is this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have no clue what is happening in erika's head...her teachers have been telling us from 3 years old till now that she's one word - "dreamy". when will she wake up? i dunno, this sleeping beauty need to awaken with a potent kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update 24 June&lt;br /&gt;erika showed us her report card - she's not 35 but 34 in a class of 38!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4318629539212156942?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7209206681780883268</id><published>2009-06-16T10:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:20:06.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby turned 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SjcIhA3qupI/AAAAAAAABAw/ylX_h5ETq5Q/s1600-h/evi+090313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347752445787945618" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 400px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SjcIhA3qupI/AAAAAAAABAw/ylX_h5ETq5Q/s400/evi+090313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well she turned one on 28 April...celebrated on labour day...in rememberance of all the labour mommy went thru and is still going thru!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;small teeny weeny party amongst family only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;our birthday girl took to the limelight and perform on the piano - to the delight of everyone, reading the "notes" and turning the pages and playing the keys - multi-tasking!! she is still maintaining her beautiiifoool figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her che che helped her blow off the "only" candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has 4 teeth and is starting to bite us...especially our feet. yuucks! she never bite when she had 3 teeth...?? wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting her separation anxiety stage...croc tears when she sees anyone leave without bringing her "kai kai" (along).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7209206681780883268?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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"go brush now!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually this happened last month...eh now only record coz so many things happened in April/May...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347747229162820754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SjcDxXbUVJI/AAAAAAAABAo/nVTJIZlo7qY/s400/P1100528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3900538143070863677?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3900538143070863677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=3900538143070863677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3900538143070863677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3900538143070863677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/06/bunny-teeth.html' title='bunny teeth'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SjcDxXbUVJI/AAAAAAAABAo/nVTJIZlo7qY/s72-c/P1100528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7479464965940789861</id><published>2009-05-13T14:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T10:35:13.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swine or no swine</title><content type='html'>finally all set to vancouver and vegas...yahooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though half part is all work...it's way better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so very busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy is sooo ecstatic - he's very pro-US (dunno why?) though he will never admit it.&lt;br /&gt;like he's a leftie and he will deny it (crazy??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby birthday has come and gone..now she's officially a toddler and behaves like an auntiiiieee. babbling more wordy words out and starting to "fight" with her big sisters...we can safely declare the house need sound proofing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;p.s. did the Sea to Sky Highway, between Vancouver and Whistler, the most stunning road trip with daddy...memories to last a lifetime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7479464965940789861?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7479464965940789861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7479464965940789861&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7479464965940789861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7479464965940789861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-or-no-swine.html' title='swine or no swine'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4630574676411848300</id><published>2009-04-22T14:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:46:58.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elli's counting</title><content type='html'>was talking to elli and she was asking me "how many babies do i want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said i want 10 babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah so many ah? are u sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she showed me how she carry her babies. 1 on each arms...then she say see mom i carry 2 babies...then she says she bring them out and other people ask her "wow 2 babies ah" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elli gave a sheepish smile and say, i will tell the people.... "i still have 8 babies at home" kaKAKAAA (loud crazy laugh from this elli)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a kid that's not 4 yet...she good in her maths!! and deduction skill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4630574676411848300?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4630574676411848300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=4630574676411848300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4630574676411848300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4630574676411848300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/04/ellis-counting.html' title='elli&apos;s counting'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7636528962458099018</id><published>2009-04-22T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:58:39.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who's the maid now??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;how is life without the maid? did i sound too exhilarated in my earlier post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's becoz it has been great...so far. no worries of things being "taken away" or "broken" or "poisoned".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's PEACE in the house (something that $$$ can't buy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...minus all the chores and a little chaos that is. but daddy thinks we need a maid coz he dun like to see his team of girls slaving for the house. i am now on the hunt for new maid...praying hard that this one will be "normal"...not asking a lot...not that there is a lot to ask for nowadays, with all the crazy maid stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to enjoy the workout from moping - i wish i can add this to my resume - ability to mop 10,000 sq feet a day...kkakkakakakak (shows i have good health to my potential employers!!! - with all my muscle abilities)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaning the house can be quite therapeutic and also gives a sense of "accomplishment"...i just wonder why the maid never seem to get this kind of "enlightenment" when they work for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i just thank God for my a team of cleaners = even though they are small&lt;/span&gt;. dun call me a slave driver,  i am just teaching them about "life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;always be GRATEFUL for small miracles in small packages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby almost one now...time to train her to hold the mop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7636528962458099018?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7636528962458099018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7636528962458099018&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7636528962458099018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7636528962458099018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/04/whos-maid-now.html' title='who&apos;s the maid now??'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-9128991178053426665</id><published>2009-04-17T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:14:03.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new toy</title><content type='html'>maid just lari off with our sony ericsson plus all the money in my wallet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much feelings, no anger or depression - except maybe a little betrayed...but that passed too quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz daddy went and bought me a brand new (not the usual pass me down toy) iphone!! yipppeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of games to play, the girls are also happy cos they can stop harressing daddy for his (for the time being).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que sara sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad things go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new toy come my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they girls have been great after the maid "cabuted"...they actually are closet domestic-goddess. now that we know their potential...we are quite happy to discover their cleaning powers. elli is moping and cleaning and wiping. erika- washing dishes, making beds, washing shoes and of cos her fave - ironing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-9128991178053426665?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/9128991178053426665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=9128991178053426665&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/9128991178053426665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/9128991178053426665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-toy.html' title='new toy'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3258576388178559110</id><published>2009-03-19T15:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:20:36.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erika needs help</title><content type='html'>this year i thot of giving erika a break from all her tuition classes, and hope for the best - literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave her free reign of getting her own work done ~ like a big little girl should and hoping beyond hope that she will not fail in any of her papers. wishful thinking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even dangle a tempting carrot ~ saying if she do better than half her class...meaning in a position of 20 or above, we will take her to see a real princess in disneyland. guess can kiss that "carrot" goodbye too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes she failed...quite miserably. even her teacher called and asked what happened? i was wondering ~ isn't it your job to make her pass? why ask the parents when we are not the teachers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what did the good parent do? we finally sent her for tuition (defeats our original purpose of giving her independence and free time). guess she dun need so much free time on her hands. well it's not the normal kind of tuition, we are tying her on kumon mandarin. i thot we will "empower" her so that she can conquer her tests and come out with some colours except RED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's our temporary response to this situation, if it gets any worse, we will change school where english is the first language and mandarin is the sub-subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for elli, will most probably sent her in for mandarin tuition when she turns 4?? learn our lessons from no.1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3258576388178559110?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3258576388178559110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=3258576388178559110&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3258576388178559110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3258576388178559110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/03/erika-needs-help.html' title='erika needs help'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7705807493716630872</id><published>2009-03-16T10:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:43:48.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speaking german</title><content type='html'>this morning's conversation with elli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"i want a gudder mommy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what is a gudder mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"a gudder mommy dun scold me wan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"then i also want a gudder elli, a gudder elli dun scold me too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"nooooooooo, you are a badder mommy, always scold me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"i want a gudder mommy, gudder mommy dun go to work"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"can you be a gudder mommiiii??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**very difficult question - dun have answer to that one**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"i want a gudder che-che"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what does a gudder che-che do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"a gudder che-che loves me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so your che-che loves you right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"noooooooo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"i love che-che 20 times, che-che only love me 1 time!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**she's right, her che-che thinks she's a pain now**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7705807493716630872?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7705807493716630872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7705807493716630872&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7705807493716630872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7705807493716630872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/03/speaking-german.html' title='speaking german'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-1989755841319179632</id><published>2009-03-11T09:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:35:42.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby progress</title><content type='html'>i survived the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby has been such an active girl. she's now into body-slamming, throwing her weight around and testing if gravity works all the time. slam onto my body (ouuuchh!) then slam onto daddy, slam onto popo, kong kong, pillows, cushions...not on the floor (she knows that's not very clever thing to do). if she body slam her sis, she will get a loud shelling...so she knows that's off-bounds too. rules to live by for a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;**updated 16 march - baby has one more tooth out from the top gum, which i didn't notice until it's quite obvious (opps!!)**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with her 2 tiny bottom teeth out, she's now able to chow down more solids. thankfully not biting anyone yet. everything into the mouth still, but she being baby no 3...mommy is less paranoid as i think she will survive through it all. what mommy does is check her poo if anything "out of the ordinary" comes out the other end. mommy's new job is "poo checker".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;separation anxiety is rearing its ugly head. so baby is clingy to mommy or popo especially if she knows we are going "out". she will be the first at the door. she seems to have the sixth sense that we will be leaving soon and walks in top speed to the door. she loves to go kai kai. who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think she's slim down a bit (still maintain at 10kg, no weight increase from last month) coz she's walking non-stop and sweating from all the exercise...mommy miss her once super chubby thighs. got her a pink jelly shoe (size 4 - for up to 18 months) from mothercare (on sale now). her tiny feet not very tiny huh?? 10 months wear 18th months shoes? but she's not crazy about them, more happy to chew them, if she had her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;**update 16 march - went to paed, had slight fever, weight 10.7 kg, height 71 cm, doc amazed by her progress**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-1989755841319179632?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/1989755841319179632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=1989755841319179632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1989755841319179632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1989755841319179632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-progress.html' title='baby progress'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-2053996029669311479</id><published>2009-03-07T04:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:32:50.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>busy weekend + hols ahead</title><content type='html'>daddy just came home with a nose job...well not the cosmetic surgery type (which he wished it was) but for medical reasons or else his sinus problems could kill him. so i have a big spoilt whinny baby on my hands to start off with, not counting the real 10kg baby and 2 cranky girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after surgery, daddy was&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; "a pain"&lt;/span&gt; coz he was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"in pain"&lt;/span&gt;, that was after the morphine stopped working its magic. at the hospital he was begging us to get a knife and stab him. being such a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"loving and supportive"&lt;/span&gt; family, me and the girls think it was funny and laughed at him. even promise to bring a knife along the next time we visit him...it was the only &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"consoling"&lt;/span&gt; words that seem logical at the time...kakkakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his throat was cut and sewn up again - so major sore throat...i call this his&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; "die-t plan"&lt;/span&gt;. surely he's gonna lose some pounds since he can't be eating much for a week...even better than swallowing &lt;a href="http://www.researchdietpills.com/"&gt;diet pills&lt;/a&gt; i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's the invite to a birthday bash to attend...happy got the gifts done and half wrapped in an isetan paper bag...recycling all my shopping bags as gift wrappers - save time wrapping mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more popo will be taking a short break, leaving me to hold the fort...(**panick sikit**) dunno what to feed the "troop" at the home "fort". it will not be too funny if i made porridge for them for the whole duration of this weekend, but good for the recovering fella and baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how it goes...can't wait for all the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; "trauma"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"drama" &lt;/span&gt;coming up over this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-2053996029669311479?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/2053996029669311479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=2053996029669311479&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2053996029669311479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2053996029669311479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-weekend-hols-ahead.html' title='busy weekend + hols ahead'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3345888900542786958</id><published>2009-02-24T10:03:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:29:07.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog; blogvertise'/><title type='text'>weekend retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SbGTVZUUM6I/AAAAAAAABAc/8UsXXjeWUTY/s1600-h/march+20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310187431429157794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 277px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SbGTVZUUM6I/AAAAAAAABAc/8UsXXjeWUTY/s400/march+20091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last weekend, we check-in to our kay-el holiday with a grand view of the twin towers and kay-el tower. baby loves to look out the big windows and enjoy the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to our &lt;a href="http://www.signaturecard.net/"&gt;membership cards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we upgraded ourselves to the club floor so that we can eat for "free" - that's the sale gimmick, coz there's really no free lunch in this world. but being gullible holiday makers we bought into their sweet talk and ended up eating on the 38th floor. the view was great and was swarmed by "gwai-los". erika kept asking why got so many "gwai-los"? we gotta hush her up before parrot elli repeats in an ever louder voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;back to room, found a huge weighing machine - for people with &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-flower-eyes.html"&gt;"ol flower eyes"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;so step on it...52kg...me gotta eat summore...must maintain all the curves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;elli's turn - 18 kg...aiyooo no wonder my back is breaking la&lt;/p&gt;erika - 22 kg onli after stuffing her with so much food, gotta send her to more buffet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then daddy's turn....aiyoooo so much ah?? gotta go on a strick diet ledi lor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the fun part - playing in the lavish &lt;a href="http://www.fairfieldbathroomsdirect.co.uk"&gt;bathrooms&lt;/a&gt; with all the beautiful gold-plated &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.fairfieldbathroomsdirect.co.uk/categories/47_319/Bathroom_Accessories.html"&gt;bathroom accessories&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="https://www.fairfieldbathroomsdirect.co.uk/categories/47_319/Bathroom_Accessories.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;the girls had a blast, swimming in the tub and not the pool. tub better, warm waters and loads of bubbles, safer too. they played washing "clothes" and the "clothes" was the shower cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310186145546351426" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 277px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SbGSKjB9s0I/AAAAAAAABAM/xaoU69WpSvc/s400/march+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos they flooded the &lt;a href="http://www.fairfieldbathroomsdirect.co.uk"&gt;bathroom&lt;/a&gt; but no sweat la...the cleaners will take care of it, and also free flow of soft white towels to keep the floors slip-free. i know not very environmental friendly - but once in a long time only they get to waste so much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after wrinkled up in the tub, erika then eye the only toy (iron &amp;amp; board) in the room. and she has been &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/01/latest-crazzee.html"&gt;playing it non-stop&lt;/a&gt;. we went home with crisp ironed clothings....she loved this holiday. next time i just bring an iron to occupy her, even the big flatscreen telly was not captivating enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310186843857245042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 277px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SbGSzMcQU3I/AAAAAAAABAU/Ku3I5efU1i8/s400/march+20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nite, daddy drove us round the corner to the best nasi-lemak stall in town - nasi lemak antarabangsa. even the girls enjoyed the fluffy aromatic santan rice...after eating that only happy to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning, went for breakie, i think we drank at least 12 big glasses of fresh juices among the 4 of us...of cos went jamban a lot after tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to check out - the girls kept begging to stay longer, but back to reality la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3345888900542786958?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3345888900542786958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=3345888900542786958&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3345888900542786958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3345888900542786958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-retreat.html' title='weekend retreat'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SbGTVZUUM6I/AAAAAAAABAc/8UsXXjeWUTY/s72-c/march+20091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7482234799490207539</id><published>2009-02-24T09:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:27:39.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SaNPaDBHg1I/AAAAAAAABAE/Hrpft4xaGuE/s1600-h/cutesbloggeraward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306172094877762386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SaNPaDBHg1I/AAAAAAAABAE/Hrpft4xaGuE/s400/cutesbloggeraward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;wah...long time no one tag me ledi...so happy finally kena one from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jas2share.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;...eh...actually i still owe one loooong tag to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yfmami.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;wmd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="FONT: 11px arial; COLOR: #aaa; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" href="http://www.linkwithin.com/learn?ref=widget"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;...opps!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jas2share.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; has 2 lil' boys (not hers)...time for her to adopt one more, so they can pair up with my 3 lil girls . hahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Copy Badge “2008 Cute’s Blogger Award” and put it on your blog&lt;br /&gt;2. Link or tell a bit about the person who gave you the award...&lt;br /&gt;"Bonnie" - I have never met Bonnie. Briefly, I will describe her as a young pretty mummy with a cute little boy, WaWa&lt;br /&gt;3. Each one of you who receive this award must list down 10 facts/hobbies about yourself... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my hobbies are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1 sleeping (is this counted as a hobby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2 eating good food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3 reading mags when i have the time...before the baby shred it to pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4 window shopping and hoping for a great bargain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;5 sleeping some more (very deprive currently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;6 eating (coz wanna maintain weight...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;7 sewing - more like mending the girl's clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;8 planting things -seeing things grow and not "die"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;9 i like going to work - is a form of escapism from the girls - at least for a good 9 hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;10 i adore my girls &amp;amp; love them to bits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Pass this award to 10 bloggers and link them in your blog &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="FONT: 11px arial; COLOR: #aaa; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" href="http://www.linkwithin.com/learn?ref=widget"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://allthingspurple.blogspot.com/"&gt;all things purple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="FONT: 11px arial; COLOR: #aaa; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" href="http://www.linkwithin.com/learn?ref=widget"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allyfeel.com/blog/"&gt;allyfeel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="FONT: 11px arial; COLOR: #aaa; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" href="http://www.linkwithin.com/learn?ref=widget"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ramblingmoo.com/"&gt;angeleyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="FONT: 11px arial; 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COLOR: #aaa; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" href="http://www.linkwithin.com/learn?ref=widget"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mamapumpkin.com/"&gt;big pumpkin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="FONT: 11px arial; COLOR: #aaa; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" href="http://www.linkwithin.com/learn?ref=widget"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://incredihos.blogspot.com/"&gt;blurblur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="FONT: 11px arial; COLOR: #aaa; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" href="http://www.linkwithin.com/learn?ref=widget"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shannonchong.com/"&gt;crumbs in life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="FONT: 11px arial; COLOR: #aaa; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration='none'" href="http://www.linkwithin.com/learn?ref=widget"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7482234799490207539?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7482234799490207539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7482234799490207539&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7482234799490207539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7482234799490207539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/02/cute-blogger-award.html' title='Cute Blogger Award'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SaNPaDBHg1I/AAAAAAAABAE/Hrpft4xaGuE/s72-c/cutesbloggeraward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7719717359536711103</id><published>2009-02-20T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:46:42.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>old flower eyes</title><content type='html'>i better record this before i go "blind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first heard the phrase, i was wondering too...what is this "old flower eyes". turns out its a direct translation from a cantonese saying "lo fah ngan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can honestly tell you that if an object goes beyond a certain viewing distance, i can actually see it getting "blurrry flowerrry" too...sad or what?? not even the best &lt;a href="http://www.eyecream.org/"&gt;eye cream&lt;/a&gt; can save me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrggghhh why is it happening so early...u think if i gobble down loads of fish and tons of wolfberries (kei chee) now, will my eyes go back to its original twinking self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind to be a flower, dun mind being an old flower too...but please dun give me ol' flower eyes....pleeezzzeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7719717359536711103?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7719717359536711103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7719717359536711103&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7719717359536711103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7719717359536711103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-flower-eyes.html' title='old flower eyes'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-1467513805856067408</id><published>2009-02-20T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:52:38.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeping thru the nite</title><content type='html'>i wish i can proudly proclaim the title of this post. but unfortunately my girls are not good sleepers. they think nite time naps are just like noon time naps, where you sleep for an hour or 2 then get up to PLAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you have a chat with me, and sometime i look "blank" or "too quiet" or "unresponsive", you should take note that my mind has just taken a snooze. the art of sleeping with my eyes open - have been a perfected art since schooling days. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-1467513805856067408?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/1467513805856067408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=1467513805856067408&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1467513805856067408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1467513805856067408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleeping-thru-nite.html' title='sleeping thru the nite'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6528318836597834112</id><published>2009-02-10T11:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:31:44.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lady in red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SZD-p_BKi-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/N0fy4B6UClg/s1600-h/Feb+2009+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301016758659484642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SZD-p_BKi-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/N0fy4B6UClg/s400/Feb+2009+-+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy likes to dress me up. i am just like a lil' chubby doll for her to play.  mommy love to take pictures of me ~ making me pose - sitting on our  new red bean bag chair (what a clash of colours with my pink top!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i took my first wibbly wobbly steps on Feb 5, just a little over my ninth month mark. only 2 - 3 tiny steps. mommy is so excited she can't wait to put on "real" shoes for me. bye bye to my crawling days?? see i look like i am dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301016766140747858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SZD-qa41kFI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ciT4vhTzbfY/s400/Feb+2009+-+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i can feel a little tooth bud piercing out of my lower gum...hmmmm time for more "solid" food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look i am so tall i can pull myself up the piano, stretch out my arms and start making &lt;strike&gt;noise&lt;/strike&gt; music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301016759513143010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SZD-qCMsVuI/AAAAAAAAA_s/TPtO8dOuytA/s400/feb+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new past time - sucking my yummy toe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301019251082043234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SZEA7EBAn2I/AAAAAAAAA_8/4T14_FggSoA/s400/Feb+2009+-+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6528318836597834112?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6528318836597834112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6528318836597834112&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6528318836597834112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6528318836597834112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/02/lady-in-red.html' title='lady in red'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SZD-p_BKi-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/N0fy4B6UClg/s72-c/Feb+2009+-+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-1349555150535821671</id><published>2009-02-05T06:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:41:31.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she nose it</title><content type='html'>yes baby nose it...just like bill clinton. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been teaching baby to name her nose and ears. playing the point and name game for 2 days and now she "nose" it. when i ask her nose?? she will point with her index finger to the right feature on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my baby a genius or not? one proud "nose it" mama talking here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's also babbling a lot and can blurt out pa-pa, ma-ma occasionally. she's so big that she can fit into both her sister's tops without looking sloppy. baby's hair still not there yet but thankfully "nose it" mama's hair is growing back to it's normal crowning glory after a crazy hormonal period of thinning hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-1349555150535821671?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/1349555150535821671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=1349555150535821671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1349555150535821671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1349555150535821671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/02/she-nose-it.html' title='she nose it'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-386285202884484901</id><published>2009-01-22T16:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:46:10.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>happy mooo year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SXkz3pl2d1I/AAAAAAAAA_c/475R8xi-QRM/s1600-h/YOO-lineup-colorrough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294319868101162834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 421px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SXkz3pl2d1I/AAAAAAAAA_c/475R8xi-QRM/s400/YOO-lineup-colorrough.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st happy moo moo year to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i am also a moo moo this year...must celebrate with more gustoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my last post, all those mommies asking if my girl ever get sick from the (acid??) rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer is no la...coz she's as strong as a bull! (pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and weighs like one too, even though she dun get to eat a lot...she has been getting more curious and the temptations is really getting to her. she kept saying "why can't i eat all the nice food?" (solly, really solly dunno what happen during the gene pool mixed up, ended up with you having all the skin allergies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does having "o" blood group makes it worse? she's the only one with "o" the other 2 are "b" for "best" i guess. the allergies are driving us nuts! hopefully outgrow it before she turns 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;got a great &lt;a href="http://www.buy.com/specialty_store_6/weekly_deals/62329.html"&gt;sale&lt;/a&gt; to share, saw it on the net...and i am eyeing a strikingly beautiful red &lt;a href="http://www.buy.com/prod/Samsung-L200-10-2MP-Digital-Camera-with-3x-Optical-Zoom-Red-BL103/q/loc/111/210786853.html"&gt;digital camera&lt;/a&gt; from the sale. it would definitely be great for capturing picture of the girls for my scrapping project.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;plan to take loads of pic and grab the photobook promo - buy 1 get 1 free book...so u go grab one too k! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-386285202884484901?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/386285202884484901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=386285202884484901&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/386285202884484901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/386285202884484901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-mooo-year.html' title='happy mooo year'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SXkz3pl2d1I/AAAAAAAAA_c/475R8xi-QRM/s72-c/YOO-lineup-colorrough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3123842809006210562</id><published>2009-01-14T12:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:39:32.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogvertise'/><title type='text'>rain dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SW6wjOx3HwI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/vcrOeQRwOfI/s1600-h/Oct+18+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291360731516051202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SW6wjOx3HwI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/vcrOeQRwOfI/s400/Oct+18+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was a kid, popo said "no playing in the rain...or else you get sick" so we avoided the rain like the plague.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now, when the rain comes (no thunder la)....po po happily lets the&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "grand"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kiddies run wild...dancing in the rain (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;double standards wan&lt;/em&gt;!! kakakkaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;see elli..."swiiimiiing on the deck" not sure if this is the right way to teach her how to swim?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway this is one good way to ensure the kiddies bathe after dancing in the rain. some days it's really hard to throw them into the &lt;a href="http://www.fairfieldbathroomsdirect.co.uk/"&gt;kudos showers&lt;/a&gt;...those dirty buffaloooos.&lt;/p&gt;they should be happy - "more water play time" in our &lt;a href="http://www.fairfieldbathroomsdirect.co.uk/"&gt;ideal standard bathrooms &lt;/a&gt;complete with the nicest &lt;a href="http://www.fairfieldbathroomsdirect.co.uk/"&gt;bathroom accessories&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3123842809006210562?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3123842809006210562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=3123842809006210562&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3123842809006210562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3123842809006210562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/01/rain-dance.html' title='rain dance'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SW6wjOx3HwI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/vcrOeQRwOfI/s72-c/Oct+18+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-882103322068799685</id><published>2009-01-13T14:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:35:34.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>possessions</title><content type='html'>trying to do some "spring" cleaning but with the girls around, it can get very distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was clearing the drawers, elli came and see if there are any treasures to be found amongst the junk. she eyed this object and kept saying why have i been hiding it from her all this while...she insisted that i give her the special chunky "jewelry".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and being such a sweet generous mommy...i offered her daddy's best gift that has been stashed in the drawer for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the treasure she saw which we all overlooked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290662794842709378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWw1x-D5nYI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zBG7ATd1ccE/s400/ring.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290662796596525938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWw1yEmCu3I/AAAAAAAAA_A/m_tviPjkjb4/s400/ring3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290662792356647122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWw1x0zLUNI/AAAAAAAAA-4/HaMI2uM3HIE/s400/ring2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-882103322068799685?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/882103322068799685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=882103322068799685&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/882103322068799685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/882103322068799685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/01/possessions.html' title='possessions'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWw1x-D5nYI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zBG7ATd1ccE/s72-c/ring.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5060389232397348096</id><published>2009-01-12T12:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:14:05.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day in kindy</title><content type='html'>last nite made a pack with elli...if she dun be cranky in the morning for this whole week - she will be rewarded with slurrpee...yes...our new bribery weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning, she tried her best to control herself...not too bad...(cross fingers - got another 4 days before reward day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off she went...happy &amp;amp; excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home...asked her how her day went....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teacher gave me a sticket and then one girl in school keep asking to see the sticker. keep disturbing me say "i wanna see, i waaannnaaa see", so i scold her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she ask me "are you very big ah?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i said "YESSS!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;she said "you bigger than jesus?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i said "no but i am just big than you!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5060389232397348096?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5060389232397348096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5060389232397348096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5060389232397348096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5060389232397348096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day-in-kindy.html' title='1st day in kindy'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-1967593668137806249</id><published>2009-01-08T14:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:23:48.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>latest crazzee</title><content type='html'>i was soooo exhilarated when erika told me she lurve to do this...who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she would beg (on her knees, if i asked her too) to get her hands on one of them and start slogging away on the crazy "board". whenever she eye us opening up the "board", she will be the first to jump and grab it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is basically what she has been pestering non-stop to me and popo and the maid the whole holiday to let her do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if we stop her, tears will come streaming down her black black face! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(what a spoilt brat!! kakakaka)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught her on camera - doing her latest craze.  look at her shocked face.&lt;br /&gt;the pile high of clothes is like a "dream come true" to her! the more crumpled the better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288815989406371890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWWmHvr5EDI/AAAAAAAAA-g/SVimNsuUfCA/s400/P1090728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she love to sweat it out and slave over this!! look at my baby in full concentration, with such "speed"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288816938427553602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWWm-_ELF0I/AAAAAAAAA-o/mfINT4UrHGQ/s400/P1090732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha...now if i ever wanna migrate...i have my very own laudry-darling with me...(wei &lt;a href="http://laundryamah.wordpress.com/"&gt;laundryamah&lt;/a&gt;...give u a run for your $$)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-1967593668137806249?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/1967593668137806249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=1967593668137806249&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1967593668137806249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1967593668137806249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/01/latest-crazzee.html' title='latest crazzee'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWWmHvr5EDI/AAAAAAAAA-g/SVimNsuUfCA/s72-c/P1090728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-8311614416420725023</id><published>2009-01-07T14:49:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:22:14.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things i did for the looong hols</title><content type='html'>some snapshots of the fun we had during the hols....this is the only hols where we did not go anywhere...yup not even to a nice kay-el hotel for a short one-niter...dunno what our mom &amp;amp; dad have been doing?? but kong kong &amp;amp; po po went to thailand twice and mom went to india (came back right on the day of the bombing) and dad went to vietnam....where did we go??...noooooo where!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how did we entertain ourselves...we played beauty princess...look at me...pose here &amp;amp; there with my crown and earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288462573501398994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRksO1_v9I/AAAAAAAAA-I/EPvbMgXqp0A/s400/crown.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after playing with girls for too long....we go catch kong kong as our latest "model" for "beautification" process....see preettiii or not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288462879139936642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRk-Bb5uYI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Tq12-aLN_ek/s400/crown+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was harping on mom to make a grass skirt for me for the longessst time...finally she did it with loads &amp;amp; loads of old ribbons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288448952994647186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRYTagITJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/F6bV0EseRzc/s400/P1090570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;dancing the hoooo-laaa...on the stairs....see me move! look at my hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288450874298864594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRaDP6wE9I/AAAAAAAAA84/K6QjxvS8rs4/s400/hula.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;had my school concert...i lurrve the crowd...the more they cheer, the more excited i was and the more i waved and waved...and they cheered even more...i wish i was on the stage all my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288451837656067698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRa7UtAbnI/AAAAAAAAA9A/CGUVbzQasEo/s400/P1090595.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sean the little mousekin and i am the preetiest pinkiest flower girl! mommy love my costume but wish it was a little bigger so that i could wear it for a while longer...nevermind then baby can wear it soon...coz she's already starting to wear a lot of my "pass-me-down" clothes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288452951842577266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRb8LXxW3I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/mTSYzR0vAcQ/s400/concert.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posing for pictures after the finale...with me is my cousin who did the "arabian dance" (very serious face...dun smile for camera)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288452569123218258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRbl5oXY1I/AAAAAAAAA9I/lCzitAwp5pM/s400/concert2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby is still as chubby (8 months old on 28 dec)...her latest learned skill is standing up all by herself...she should be taking her 1st step anytime soon...look at her cutest smile...but she is one screaaaaameeer when she dun get her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288455119601800978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRd6W52FxI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/7Y0FUl9rKc4/s400/baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helllooooo baby in the tiger stripe diaper...sealer brand...not bad, got it cheap from a credit card promo...now have a whole cupboard of diapers that will last another 8 months (i hope!!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288457110686106866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRfuQRVhPI/AAAAAAAAA9g/VoKT6hin0C8/s400/baby+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288457180028276994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRfySlzEQI/AAAAAAAAA9o/YDA85f-OnBk/s400/baby+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby waiting for her food....for food i will stop screeamiiing or whiiineeeeiiing...hurry up...food please! i need to maintain my beautiiful figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288461982097018946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRkJzsNEEI/AAAAAAAAA-A/rZjuxWkKKvA/s400/baby+food.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby sits like a lil japanese doll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288463731429792690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRlvodo27I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/UeA6MLuLC4w/s400/sit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;mommy must have been tired and daddy was in "charged" of 3 girls....the result of which is this photo that daddy took before he cleaned up the "damaged" to mom's lipstick! me trying my very best to look "GOOD".&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288458121946761298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRgpHgqiFI/AAAAAAAAA94/6Ky2T-cF2xM/s400/elli2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;what do you think of my make-up skill? wanna be my model?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288458062051753282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRgloYlPUI/AAAAAAAAA9w/msY-hZjMTRo/s400/elli.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-8311614416420725023?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/8311614416420725023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=8311614416420725023&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8311614416420725023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8311614416420725023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-i-did-for-looong-hols.html' title='things i did for the looong hols'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SWRksO1_v9I/AAAAAAAAA-I/EPvbMgXqp0A/s72-c/crown.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5494507270054311265</id><published>2008-11-06T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:32:08.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from craziiii</title><content type='html'>finally done "most" of my work...wish i could say "all", well i bet no one can finish with work...unless one is "dead"...so glad i am alive to slog another day!! kakakakka...what craziii jibberish am i typing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got loads of photos...but not downloaded to boast &amp;amp; brag...give me a lil more time....once i am back from craziii, i will be the goodie blogger i once was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the moment the girls are so into mamma mia, and will scream murder if i say they are singing songs from abba. coz they totally dun relate to that 70s group...make any sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's almost out, elli has a concert, erika celebrated her birthday....evira is "walking"&lt;br /&gt;pics &amp;amp; post out soon...promise....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially, will be "back from craziiii" on 26 nov....now packing bags &amp;amp; flying off soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5494507270054311265?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5494507270054311265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5494507270054311265&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5494507270054311265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5494507270054311265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-from-craziiii.html' title='back from craziiii'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3904875301399013185</id><published>2008-09-29T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:16:57.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months milestone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SOBa0qsrzJI/AAAAAAAAAsA/fVgHI_9cs9k/s1600-h/P1080780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251297026375404690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SOBa0qsrzJI/AAAAAAAAAsA/fVgHI_9cs9k/s400/P1080780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's about time i do some reporting on evira's milestone...ya been dragging my feet, well with work &amp;amp; 3 girls...it can get quite crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmmm what can she do now??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's into her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;crawling&lt;/span&gt; stage about 3 weeks back...i think a bit too early for my liking (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;baluuu lima bulan onli wor&lt;/span&gt;), now i got more work ~ barricading her so that she dun fall like a ball, coz she doesn't have any concept of height...yet. she's quite smart if she's crawling on the bamboo mat, she won't lundge her body and drop it hard on the mat, but if its on a soft mattress of pillow...my girl can pounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;first solids&lt;/span&gt;...well, still pretty laziii and scared to really go full force on that since most of the baby expert is saying start at 6 months...so gave her a teaspoon of nestle baby cereal then stopped...china milk scare...well not really, actually lazy la....oh well, did let her chew on some apples since she is "teething" i think or she's greedy coz whenever she see us eat, she &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;salivate&lt;/span&gt; more than all of us combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she loves putting everything into her mouth and taste, she even taste the floor...i guess her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; is her experimental tool now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chuckle&lt;/span&gt; when her sis entertains her but why she dun chuckle when i play with her?? she just smile at me onli, so jealous coz baby chuckles are sooooo amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her head has grown so much that she has a&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; visible "loss" hair line&lt;/span&gt; across her beautiful round head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251297020148519506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SOBa0TgFElI/AAAAAAAAAr4/q6dJnGavT2c/s400/P1090006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some gross stuff....she still puke after a meal...looks so much like mashed "tau foo fah" and&lt;br /&gt;if she doesn't poo for 2 days...when she &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;farts&lt;/span&gt;, it could easily cause a minor explosion if u lite a match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wanna be carried ALL - did i mention ALL the time. she doesn't realise she's not as light as before, well she was never very light to start off with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can pinch like a pro...oooouuuuucccchhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hates being thrown up in the air...she will turn &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;....waaaaaaawaaaaaaaaa ironic isn't it? she's afraid of height (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like her daddy ~ all the scardy cat gene from there heheheh&lt;/span&gt;) but she doesn't have any concept of height yet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she like us to swing her on our legs...good exercise for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is one gentle baby, she loves to touch our faces, hold our hands, give us the sweetest smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3904875301399013185?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3904875301399013185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=3904875301399013185&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3904875301399013185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3904875301399013185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-month-milestone.html' title='5 months milestone'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SOBa0qsrzJI/AAAAAAAAAsA/fVgHI_9cs9k/s72-c/P1080780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-747559640476647457</id><published>2008-09-12T11:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:32:48.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>computer addict</title><content type='html'>every nite, kong kong and po po will ask erika to start-up the pc for them. they are soooo hoooked with this new toy...and are so excited to learn to use the mouse &amp;amp; keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the pictures...see the face of concentration...so engrossed...eyes stuck to the flat screen. can guess what they doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244981888270783058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SMnrPP-80lI/AAAAAAAAArk/hImUl9D-8nA/s400/P1080727.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just a plain old "spider solitaire" game. but they think it's the most "happening" computer game ever.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244983021476062098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SMnsRNgJI5I/AAAAAAAAArs/XuPRzkm4ljY/s400/P1080729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-747559640476647457?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/747559640476647457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=747559640476647457&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/747559640476647457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/747559640476647457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/09/computer-addict.html' title='computer addict'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SMnrPP-80lI/AAAAAAAAArk/hImUl9D-8nA/s72-c/P1080727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4729601165651680318</id><published>2008-09-11T11:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:42:36.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puffy eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;elli ate "something" and got herself into big trouble last week...we kept &lt;strike&gt;interogating &lt;/strike&gt;asking her "what did you eat, what did you eat?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all our deductions came to the preservatives that was in the pop corn, which popo bought at cold storage!! you know those pre-packed type not the ones freshly made by the stalls...arrggghhhh the trouble it caused....so next time must be 100 times more careful...u see the pic also your heart cringed! my poor girl...so worried she was screaming and crying that it was painful, soooo worried her eyes may go blind! so bengkak man! never have she had such an eye-bloating experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rushed her to the clinic...asked the doc if she can give her a jab to get rid of the swell, thankfully after checking thoroughly, she doesn't need any jab. elli did not have any hives or rashes marks and was breathing normally, so her airways was not constricting...therefore not soooo serious but still serious, eventhough not life threatening (doc's exact words).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gave her polaramin and steroids...until she's drowsy...then hid all the mirrors...for obvious reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, thankfully she is back to her normal beautiful self again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244603630877271666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SMiTNxYp5nI/AAAAAAAAArE/8xrODODiDqA/s400/collage31.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;day 1 - swollen until cannot open!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244603639431712098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SMiTORQMTWI/AAAAAAAAArM/tsSTuG6LNFo/s400/collage32.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;morning of day 2 - right eye bigger, left eye still "not really there yet"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244603642312432802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SMiTOb_AnKI/AAAAAAAAArU/sZAmcScgiGM/s400/collage33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;morning of day 2 - back to old self, can play and kid around, very happy today, not going to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244603643849928818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SMiTOhtk8HI/AAAAAAAAArc/HgK0Z1RyRXU/s400/collage34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;evening of day 2 - left eye opened half-way ledi...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4729601165651680318?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4729601165651680318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=4729601165651680318&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4729601165651680318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4729601165651680318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/09/puffy-eyes.html' title='puffy eyes'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SMiTNxYp5nI/AAAAAAAAArE/8xrODODiDqA/s72-c/collage31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-2521654415650283917</id><published>2008-09-03T15:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T04:30:51.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photobook</title><content type='html'>finally got my hands on my 1st photobook...smiling from ear to ear...the girls were crazy over it and it has now become "their" property and is kept in "their" room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i would say it's worth every hardworking dollar i made thru "scribblings" on this blog. here's the photo's of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SL8tEtvWBeI/AAAAAAAAAqs/-1GrtLwXewY/s1600-h/pb2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958050303444450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SL8tEtvWBeI/AAAAAAAAAqs/-1GrtLwXewY/s400/pb2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958044833511266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SL8tEZXNd2I/AAAAAAAAAqk/AvOpxhhe-k0/s400/pb1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SL8tE_tCRGI/AAAAAAAAAq0/HRBtgk1wTiw/s1600-h/pb3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958055125599330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SL8tE_tCRGI/AAAAAAAAAq0/HRBtgk1wTiw/s400/pb3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SL8tFGglfuI/AAAAAAAAAq8/F6D1GeF-6kg/s1600-h/pb4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958056952430306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SL8tFGglfuI/AAAAAAAAAq8/F6D1GeF-6kg/s400/pb4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this book is for the 2 girls only...next one...for 3 girls la! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after doing the book, then only photobook tells me they have a photobook discount code program (shiaaakkkss!)...so if anyone interested to do it, go paste the referral code and get 10% off. but they say only for newbie only, meaning someone who has not previously purchased items from photobook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part i also get the 10% credit of your purchase!! so maybe photobook 2 will be out soonner...i hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referral Discount: %&lt;br /&gt;Referral photobook Coupon Code: YHB1P33F&lt;br /&gt;Referral Commission: 10%&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-2521654415650283917?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/2521654415650283917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=2521654415650283917&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2521654415650283917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2521654415650283917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/09/photobook.html' title='photobook'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SL8tEtvWBeI/AAAAAAAAAqs/-1GrtLwXewY/s72-c/pb2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5534527076138804915</id><published>2008-08-28T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:56:42.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day</title><content type='html'>so happy finally done my 1st photobook. that's why so buzzzy these days in the office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part...can use my paypal $$$ to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so productive &amp;amp; creative...can't wait to see the end results. it was really easy to do up but to upload the completed work to photobook took forever!! my file was more than 100 meeegaaaa bites...and pushing it out to the web, definitely drag down my office line to a crawl...but who's complaining rite...as long as i get what i want...(evil laugh here!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think photobook says it takes about a week to get my hands on my "baby"...will &lt;/strike&gt;show off/boast&lt;/strike&gt; parade the book if the quality is good. if not, will be soooo dissapointed coz i spend so much of "company's" time on it. kakakkakaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5534527076138804915?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5534527076138804915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5534527076138804915&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5534527076138804915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5534527076138804915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-day.html' title='happy day'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4220405188630461481</id><published>2008-08-20T10:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:17:24.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty secret</title><content type='html'>i have been keeping this to myself for the last 2 days....a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;secre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but once it's on this blog...i know it won't be a secret for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so guilty la...but not totally my fault (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in denial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happened to erika and ellisa too and still never learn from my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...tough teaching old "tricks" to rusty ol' grey cells, tired overworked minds and sleep deprivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"should have"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the phrase of a guilty person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do?? or more likely what did i &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let baby roll down the bed and she landed on the back of her head, she was facing up (that happened on tuesday 19 august) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OOOUCCCH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she gave such a loud cry....but daddy was still snoring and didn't even realise the commotion...talk about tired &amp;amp; sleep deprived!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;should have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;should have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; put pillows as barricades...or a mattress for soft landing...or...oh well...all the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;should have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; could not save humpty dumpty from falling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky our bed is not actually a bed since we dun even have one (thank god! for sleeping on the floor??) so technically, she just rolled over the mattress, so the impact is just about 8-9 inches off the ground instead of a whooping 2 feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so less guilty kua...kept rubbing baby's round head, making sure it's still round and no "bungalow" bumps making grand entrances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh...come to think of it...we had a king-sized bed when we had erika...so she fell the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hardest &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lor..opps solly darling! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(look at the bright side...make u more head strong right?? wrong??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; heheehe 1st one always is the guinea pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so can i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"safely"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; say we did learnt something and now we are lower to the ground??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we learn, we learn from our mistakes...slowly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4220405188630461481?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4220405188630461481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=4220405188630461481&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4220405188630461481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4220405188630461481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/08/guilty-secret.html' title='guilty secret'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6412673157191107974</id><published>2008-08-17T17:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:26:09.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>baby fats!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKfvacwSCgI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GE55L7hQTXA/s1600-h/P1080478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235416329515829762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKfvacwSCgI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GE55L7hQTXA/s400/P1080478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby loves to play with popo...look at her great big hearty smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKfvalThkMI/AAAAAAAAAqE/XIcZ5313RkY/s1600-h/P1080528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235416331811131586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKfvalThkMI/AAAAAAAAAqE/XIcZ5313RkY/s400/P1080528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sleepy baby....with her mouth slightly open and her tougue sticking out...sometimes she even does some air-sucking to pacify herself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKjT2aRxGmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/l6CA0qtdEM4/s1600-h/baby+fat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235667498538441314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKjT2aRxGmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/l6CA0qtdEM4/s400/baby+fat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just out of my bath...heiiii do i look &lt;strike&gt;fat&lt;/strike&gt; chubby?? i have been having loads of comments on my body lately...so what do u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235669297799168642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKjVfJC9AoI/AAAAAAAAAqc/DrV345KhWtE/s400/collage30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;double chin works for me, dun u think? makes my face super round like the moon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKfva-oClGI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Gliz0rYMuoY/s1600-h/P1080541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235416338608067682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKfva-oClGI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Gliz0rYMuoY/s400/P1080541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here it is, my rolls of "fei fei"...which mommy adores &amp;amp; luuurve!! but popo &amp;amp; ku ma &amp;amp; yee ma kept asking mommy not to feed me so much anymore!! ask me to go on diet?? slimming program?? crazzziiii la. my favourite thing to do now is suck, suck, suck...if i dun get wat i want, i scream...seems to work most of the time and i get my way with it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235413595322791522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKfs7TF3NmI/AAAAAAAAAp0/kFY1pIR9wTM/s400/P1080540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;showing off my baby's folds (so proud of it right??)...everyone that sees me, can't stop their itchy fingers from squeezzzing my "solid" celuliiiiitiiies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i am now almost "crawling", and rolling around like a ball, mommy's afraid i will lose all these "solid celulitiies" in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or must i resort to these ~ &lt;a href="http://www.consumerpricewatch.net/orovo.php"&gt;orovo diet pills&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6412673157191107974?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6412673157191107974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6412673157191107974&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6412673157191107974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6412673157191107974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-fats.html' title='baby fats!!'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKfvacwSCgI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GE55L7hQTXA/s72-c/P1080478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4018599065144585423</id><published>2008-08-15T12:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:21:33.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog;'/><title type='text'>school's out</title><content type='html'>the start of school hols! less traffic to go to work...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;but but but&lt;/span&gt;...gotta entertain the girls and cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surely one day will drop them in ikea to release their energy in Småland. eh...maybe 2 or 3 more days...since free mah and also for the cheap yummiii creamy ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky i enrolled erika to vocasional bible school for 3 whole days (kiasu) early early go register and paid in full. so less one big bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since this hols is only a week long, planned one day to waterfalls (bukit tinggi) since daddy now has a 4-wheeler...we can drive right to the falls...laziii la no need to &lt;strike&gt;huff and pull all the way &lt;/strike&gt; hike down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiii holidays and also &lt;a href="http://www.spiritjourneys.com/"&gt;gay travel&lt;/a&gt; to where ever you are heading.&lt;b&gt; kakakkakakkaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4018599065144585423?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4018599065144585423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=4018599065144585423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4018599065144585423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4018599065144585423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/08/schools-out.html' title='school&apos;s out'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4124403420460763543</id><published>2008-08-13T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:10:14.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>prancing horse</title><content type='html'>who wouldn't love to get into that super sleek fast car with the famous black prancing horse logo...i know of some people who would die to jump into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy is one of its ardent fan...well maybe not coz he love the maclaren team more...but i can't deny he would jump into that Ferrari or touch the &lt;a href="http://www.ricambiamerica.com/"&gt;Ferrari parts&lt;/a&gt;, if given half a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4124403420460763543?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4124403420460763543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=4124403420460763543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4124403420460763543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4124403420460763543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/10/prancing-horse.html' title='prancing horse'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7889232056065523404</id><published>2008-08-12T10:09:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:33:58.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrating ellisa</title><content type='html'>*belated post*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elli's special request for "shooting star" jelly cake. i had to make sure they reduce the coloring on this jelly cake...so that's why not so striking la the colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233461717225387954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKD9tCjTN7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/OMkbPNOV4_g/s400/P1080603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a small party with her cousins...3 pink candles for the birthday girl &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233455699772053490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKD4OxyoF_I/AAAAAAAAAos/S8OcC5d3xVM/s400/P1080604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for entertainment...sand art &amp;amp; bubbles. actually quite a bad combi...sand and bubbles - a real sticky sandy mess. hehehe created work for the maid lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erika did about 8 sand art (she can do for hours)... in this pic - elli giving a sheepish smile...coz she is trying to &lt;strike&gt;clear up the mess she made&lt;/strike&gt; clean up the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464891250612578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKEAlyt4mWI/AAAAAAAAApE/XHPCqFOFEKA/s400/P1080590.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sand art session in progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKD2WfDnJpI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tdTQNTwje9I/s1600-h/P1080596.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233469035522042754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKEEXBVMK4I/AAAAAAAAApM/-K7d46MRN2M/s400/collage26.jpg" border="0" /&gt; elli cutting up her 1st cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233470574023260626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKEFwksdudI/AAAAAAAAApU/p3ekseKek3w/s400/collage27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta stop her before she &lt;strike&gt; chop &lt;/strike&gt; cut up the 1st cake, distracted her with the 2nd cake&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233470578443279410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKEFw1KR3DI/AAAAAAAAApc/xwYUESjX8-4/s400/collage28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;elli cutting &amp;amp; cutting her 2nd cake - durian---yummiiii, elli loves durian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233472597406662946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKEHmWYqQSI/AAAAAAAAAps/mT3V8eJyrhw/s400/P1080700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;baby at 3 months, a wriggly worm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233471906487731506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKEG-IgwBTI/AAAAAAAAApk/h9h7uX3guAc/s400/collage29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7889232056065523404?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7889232056065523404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7889232056065523404&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7889232056065523404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7889232056065523404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/08/celebrating-ellisa.html' title='celebrating ellisa'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SKD9tCjTN7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/OMkbPNOV4_g/s72-c/P1080603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6968306954609321653</id><published>2008-08-04T09:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T15:45:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad monday</title><content type='html'>woke up just like any usual morning...then got ready, went downstairs. popo said she got a loaf of baguette, asked me to make it for breakie...ok, so out came the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"carving" knife&lt;/span&gt; to saw that baguette...then i happily slap on some leftover red sauce and generously spread on the cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i heard my dogs barking like &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;madddd&lt;/span&gt;!! was a lil' worried coz boxers hardly ever bark...well boxers dun bark, they BOX what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing i know, i saw a big chinese fella (in the 20s) with tattoos over his shoulders, hand and back was right in the middle of my house!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that came to my mind is &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"i am being rob in broad morning lite"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panicked...i grab the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"carving" knif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; and shouted at him to leave. (i made lots of noise la but daddy thot i was shouting at the dogs to keep quiet...he was happily doing his morning "business")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god he was scared of my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"carving" knife&lt;/span&gt;…i mean if he wanted a fight, i am total gonner la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i realised he was &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;mad, "siao", "chi zin", "bong kus", "insane",&lt;/span&gt; the tanjung rambutan kind but who cares...i kept shouting at him to get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after i chased him out of the house, and locked the front door, then the fear came crashing in and i shivered with the thot that what if he wasn’t &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt; enough to listen to my threat and my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"carving" knife&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God, no one was hurt, baby was upstairs sleeping in my room, popo just came down when “mad” was just out the door, kong kong just took erika to tuition (so spared erika the crazy episode and instilled fear into her) and daddy was still doing his morning “business”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy said why i didn’t scream for him to come down…i said things happened so fast and all my shouting also he didn’t come down wat!! do i shout that much ah?? i think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazzziiii mad day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to start off the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. he climbed in from the front fence, the front area has no boxers in the morning!! then the front door was not closed la...that's where my headache started! now gotta "re-strategise" our boxers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6968306954609321653?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6968306954609321653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6968306954609321653&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6968306954609321653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6968306954609321653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/08/mad-monday.html' title='mad monday'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5371362095099696243</id><published>2008-08-01T10:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T10:28:34.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain in the neck</title><content type='html'>ouuuch!! the pain is on my neck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thot it will go away on it's own but it got worse...so off to doc's and got some oilment and muscle relaxant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad part is the medication makes u drowsy so can't take it in the office or else i will be suffering to keep awake!! instead of suffering from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing with a crooked head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even feeding baby, i can't look at her satisfied - suckling angelic face (wrong angle...ouuch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah....i think i need a good massage la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5371362095099696243?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5371362095099696243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5371362095099696243&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5371362095099696243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5371362095099696243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/08/pain-in-neck.html' title='pain in the neck'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-376453259500419909</id><published>2008-07-22T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:03:45.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from break</title><content type='html'>came back home with loads of goodies from bandung...it's a shopping paradise!!! and the spa was so refreshing...wish i was there now!! (photos post later la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just when i am away, baby evira decided to turn-over for the first time (aiyahhh miss that one!!) she turned over on 17 july. since i kept records of all the girls progress, this lil' baby is the fastest to turn...we kept telling her...baby take your time, enjoy your babyhood...but she seems to be in such a rush to grow up. she can mimic a real air-walk and kick with real gusto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she keeps turning over on her left side only. does this mean she's a rightee? or a leftee? not very sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is she's got a patch of dandruff...but i so cannot tahan, itchy fingers. after putting some olive oil, i scratch most of it out...dunno if its the right thing to do, but i am happy it's all cleared out now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-376453259500419909?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/376453259500419909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=376453259500419909&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/376453259500419909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/376453259500419909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-from-break.html' title='back from break'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3245554656104764418</id><published>2008-07-15T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:06:27.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggiee break</title><content type='html'>going away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3245554656104764418?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3245554656104764418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=3245554656104764418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3245554656104764418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3245554656104764418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/07/bloggiee-break.html' title='bloggiee break'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6131208547107585144</id><published>2008-07-11T11:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:07:00.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extortion</title><content type='html'>can't believe it, erika's girlfrens (2 of them) in her own class is doing that to her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erika being the super big bully at home is actually a tiny scardy shy mouse in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it not the $1 or watever amount&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for them to "demand" erika to give them or else they lash out on her....aiyooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i didn't go become the $$ collector. not in that trade la and dun wanna end up being the "bully" too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead i introduce myself to them...and told them "nicely" to be good to my darling princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what happen after my sweet talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of demanding for a dollar they now only ask for 20 sen!! (give discount summore!! these girls ah!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyooo its still not working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then daddy told erika...next time tell her frens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my daddy has lots of $$$, u go ask him la...his hand phone no. is xxx-xxx xxx"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are now eagerly waiting for that call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;update 14 july 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope we didn't expect any calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i went to see the girls &amp;amp; teacher. teacher sorted it all out and i guess this nauti act will stop...&lt;br /&gt;teacher told me that this class is the most "teruk" one she has ever taught...and this is not even a new case...there are a few others too!! *pengsan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher warned erika that if she give $ to them, she will be the one that kena punish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wants erika to be bolder and more confident in front of her peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me too me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow up girl! be a tigress la!! hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6131208547107585144?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6131208547107585144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6131208547107585144&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6131208547107585144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6131208547107585144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/07/extortion.html' title='extortion'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5764947368169833716</id><published>2008-07-10T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:27:26.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calling me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SHWdnbGqTwI/AAAAAAAAAm0/rULzPsqGgmU/s1600-h/P1080259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221252643622113026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SHWdnbGqTwI/AAAAAAAAAm0/rULzPsqGgmU/s400/P1080259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think mott's kids have been talking to my girl "secretly!! i know they are in melbourne and i am all the way here. but i still got a sense that they are yakking telepathically!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elli has been calling us "mmmarm" and "dard" (just like mott's &amp;amp; i think they are the same age)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's not even 3 yet but she sounds so "matured" when she use this term....eeeee i dun like la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is this a phase? a natural progression? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5764947368169833716?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5764947368169833716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5764947368169833716&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5764947368169833716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5764947368169833716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/07/calling-me.html' title='calling me'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SHWdnbGqTwI/AAAAAAAAAm0/rULzPsqGgmU/s72-c/P1080259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7370546906652105417</id><published>2008-07-09T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:25:14.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>bandung</title><content type='html'>can't wait for my holiday next week with a girl fren....heard there's lots of shoppping...wooo hooo.&lt;br /&gt;actually was planning to slim down a lil more (just 2-3kgs more) but dun care la, go buy 1st and see how i will squeeze into those pants/skirts, now weigh 57kgs still!! pants is the problem la, not skirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tops well thanks to breastfeeding...kekekekek, not complaining, NOT complaining...give me more, anytime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if u got any tips or places i MUST &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;visit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"urut"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (must EAT, not serious about my weight issue la, daddy love my "more to hug" figure, no ones complaining but me) or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...pls tell me k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then if this vacation is not enuff, i can always try &lt;a href="http://www.brazilforless.com/"&gt;Brazil vacation packages&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7370546906652105417?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7370546906652105417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7370546906652105417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7370546906652105417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7370546906652105417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/07/bandung.html' title='bandung'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5343867399164445687</id><published>2008-07-02T10:52:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:04:25.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>misc pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGr4DeWmJnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/d9vp5uXj1h8/s1600-h/collage16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218255856833275506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGr4DeWmJnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/d9vp5uXj1h8/s400/collage16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the girls helping popo make "ang ku kueh" for baby's full moon (may 24)...yummmiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy hanged up the hammock last weekend and the girls had a swinging good time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrxPXewsFI/AAAAAAAAAlc/8k14Hi3kexo/s1600-h/P1080377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218248364565508178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrxPXewsFI/AAAAAAAAAlc/8k14Hi3kexo/s400/P1080377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrxPtfJzeI/AAAAAAAAAlk/1dgAjh1ps5Y/s1600-h/P1080382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218248370472734178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrxPtfJzeI/AAAAAAAAAlk/1dgAjh1ps5Y/s400/P1080382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218245100078235106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGruRWUV_eI/AAAAAAAAAlM/2696v3mxZQE/s400/P1080376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrxQMMuKwI/AAAAAAAAAls/ba0FxZ9zcgk/s1600-h/P1080404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218248378716924674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrxQMMuKwI/AAAAAAAAAls/ba0FxZ9zcgk/s400/P1080404.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since we got the deck, now gotta get some patio chairs and &lt;a href="http://www.cozydays.com/"&gt;patio furniture covers&lt;/a&gt; to make it more comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrxQBDqzDI/AAAAAAAAAl0/UwElGaEcCz4/s1600-h/collage23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218248375726165042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrxQBDqzDI/AAAAAAAAAl0/UwElGaEcCz4/s400/collage23.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;elli taking over baby's sarong hammock whenever she has a chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218256346918200626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGr4gAD8pTI/AAAAAAAAAmM/UVw8uDQ8jFw/s400/collage24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my nauti lil' baby won't sleep for more than half an hour on the cot...so we resorted to this bouncy sarong! she wiggles once the sarong yue-yue stops. still no &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;", she will start making noise....then &lt;strong&gt;waiiiiillll&lt;/strong&gt;!!! another &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; la...as for the rest of us...wat are we?? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;slave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pinky pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGruQSRTmYI/AAAAAAAAAks/FBy8SiejO9o/s1600-h/collage18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218245081811884418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGruQSRTmYI/AAAAAAAAAks/FBy8SiejO9o/s400/collage18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; erika and her "surrogate twin sister"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGruQjJN8yI/AAAAAAAAAk0/oh7l2EP-qpg/s1600-h/collage19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218245086341362466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGruQjJN8yI/AAAAAAAAAk0/oh7l2EP-qpg/s400/collage19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lifting exercises! look mommy... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGruQrhgQfI/AAAAAAAAAk8/wOL3J0woB8k/s1600-h/collage20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218245088590709234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGruQrhgQfI/AAAAAAAAAk8/wOL3J0woB8k/s400/collage20.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby wears a bib coz she pukes a lot! (&amp;amp; i mean a lot!!! wasted resources lor!hahahaha) she's another milk guzzler...just like her sis. at 2mths - she's 6 kg...look at her round face also know la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218245093211488226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGruQ8vLv-I/AAAAAAAAAlE/ZYCxkzqpkHA/s400/collage21.jpg" border="0" /&gt; elli with another round of allergies...luckily one round of her polaramin meds cleared it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218248358476241986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrxPAy93EI/AAAAAAAAAlU/1qJuImH2AN0/s400/P1080345.JPG" border="0" /&gt; caught this bat hanging on the deck's roof...quite scary eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;are bats really blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5343867399164445687?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5343867399164445687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5343867399164445687&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5343867399164445687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5343867399164445687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/07/misc-pics.html' title='misc pics'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGr4DeWmJnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/d9vp5uXj1h8/s72-c/collage16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-2955257223696764916</id><published>2008-07-02T10:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:57:23.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>erika thooooong!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrmgUMNJ4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/ZfPAbFkBSlg/s1600-h/collage17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218236561112246146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrmgUMNJ4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/ZfPAbFkBSlg/s400/collage17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nowadays, erika really gets into my nerves. i guess its normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ask her to do something, she ignores me or gives me the "look" or answers back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now she loves leaving her exercise books in school (new trend i guess) and the worst part is she sometimes leave the ones that need to do homework too!! then she whines and cries that she lost her &lt;a href="http://www.buy.com/dept/Books_Bestsellers_Online_Bookstore/106.html"&gt;textbooks&lt;/a&gt; and make us go &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crazzzzzzzzy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;....then she started telling tales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her tales include that a school day is declared a "holiday" since she can't do her work (teacher beat her hand the other day for it) so she dun wanna face teacher again. daddy said its not his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; so she gotta go to school. i just ignored her tales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however po po belived her and insist that i call her teacher to confirm!! i am in the office la ma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alamak...no choice pacify these 2 ladies i called the teacher's mobile, didn't pick up (&lt;em&gt;yahooo no need to talk to her&lt;/em&gt;) then i google to get her school number, engagaed (&lt;em&gt;phew! or else the school administrator will think i am a wacky mom who doesn't even know when is school hols&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i called the teacher again and she answered. told her the whole story and she told me the whole story on erika's lil' canning...i said serve her right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so off to school she went....she gave us a cheeky smile and told us that teacher sang her a "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;song" in front of all her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-2955257223696764916?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/2955257223696764916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=2955257223696764916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2955257223696764916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2955257223696764916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/07/erika-thooooong.html' title='erika thooooong!!!!'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGrmgUMNJ4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/ZfPAbFkBSlg/s72-c/collage17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6831227606240105097</id><published>2008-07-02T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:56:58.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder wonder</title><content type='html'>my mom's friend asked me to be a &lt;strike&gt;guinea pig&lt;/strike&gt; model for l'oreal hairstyling school. she said i will be getting a "wonder wave" perm done on my thick wiry hair...oklah...freebie of cos i grab lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the stylist and instructors studied my hair...all i hear is "wah hair so terror black", "your hair very very black huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they tell me..."eh do you know black is not a colour?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking - what? black not a colour? then wat is it? a non-colour? my hair is not "invisible" you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to these l'oreal guys, black and white does not exist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my "wonder wave", after 3 hours of fuss and pain...my stubborn hair dun even look like it was permed!! i really wonder where is all the "wonder" in the "wonder wave".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told the instructer...she offered another freebie session...plus color thrown in....ha! finally i will be a colour. hahahhaah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6831227606240105097?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6831227606240105097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6831227606240105097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6831227606240105097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6831227606240105097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/07/wonder-wonder.html' title='wonder wonder'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-589164767064937091</id><published>2008-07-02T09:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:37:36.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whites yikes</title><content type='html'>i can’t believe my baby has thrush!! aiiiyooo…such an ugly word, like STD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u think the girls poking their fingers into her tiny mouth could be the culprit? the girls really love baby to suck their fingers and i will scream at them when i catch them doing it, now they better stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrush or yeast infection is quite ugly! i noticed a white spot on her lips and tried wiping it away but cannot, so i suspected it was that ugly word. luckily baby does not suffer at all from all the white fuss all over her mouth. thank God it has not spread into her private areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took her to the paed for some oral gel (Daktarin®) to get rid of the yeast. (was informed it's quite common) hopes it clears up in a day or 2…even i have to put the gel on when she suckles so that we dun go passing the yeast back &amp;amp; forth….double yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more itchy fingers into her mouth now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-589164767064937091?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/589164767064937091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=589164767064937091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/589164767064937091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/589164767064937091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/07/whites-yikes.html' title='whites yikes'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6863222275327921497</id><published>2008-06-24T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:29:02.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elli the evangelist</title><content type='html'>sending her to a christian kindy does that to u....hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can now recite 4 memory verses&lt;br /&gt;genesis 1:1&lt;br /&gt;romans 6:23&lt;br /&gt;1 john 5:17&lt;br /&gt;john 3:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then showed the girls where they could get these verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this got erika excited about the bible, and she went searching for these verses and started reading them &amp;amp; memorising too....competition mah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day elli even asked yeh yeh..."do u know jesus?"&lt;br /&gt;he was so thrilled, he laughed till he teared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6863222275327921497?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6863222275327921497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6863222275327921497&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6863222275327921497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6863222275327921497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/06/elli-evangelist.html' title='elli the evangelist'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-8462718367235966991</id><published>2008-06-23T19:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:35:00.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss my office - can't believe i am saying this....ya! i miss my spot, my desk, my chair, my own pc....my own space and my time without the girls. am looking forward to friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat did i do besides being the "cow" and trying to keep my sanity with 6 children most of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- met with elli's and erika's teacher for "report card day"&lt;br /&gt;for elli, i expected her teacher to say great stuff about her...well...happy to say i wasn't dissapointed!&lt;br /&gt;for erika, i was happy teacher said she improved tremendously...for a cry-baby sensitive young lady she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- made footprints for evira...at her 6 weeks doc's appointment, we found her grown by 8cm (57cm) and weigh 5.2kg (up 1.4kg) breast milk is super pow-der-ful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- snapping pictures....but downloading &amp;amp; posting them is another story la. as u can see no photos posted yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- watched "indy" in the big screen with daddy and evira (who slept thru out the show, she dun think harrison ford was cute).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- had a twosome dinner at prime for daddy's bird-day - had a kobe cut but was dissapointed. not anywhere near the kobe we had for my bird-day in tokyo...burrrp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- made a pinata for synn-yi's birthday (with help from the gang - need to occupy them so they dun drive me up the wall) but the pinata was so tough that the adults gotta help break it up hahahhaa. wat do u expect? made with love by those tiny hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- did landscaping...eh...just threw some bermuda grass seeds and pray they will grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bought myself a new toy - electrolux ergorapido vacuum. ya my toy is soooo boooring...but i love it...what has become of me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218254786238910402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGr3FKFAj8I/AAAAAAAAAl8/wju8j5OUCvY/s400/P1080333.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(photo posted 2 july)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- finally got ourself a brand new LG fridge 700litres (big enuff to feed the gang) for a steal, with a few tiny dents and half price it was!! even with a cool water dispenser thrown in...they kiddies love it...another toy to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- excuses to shop....for new office clothes since i still have a few kgs to drop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-8462718367235966991?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/8462718367235966991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=8462718367235966991&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8462718367235966991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8462718367235966991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-week.html' title='last week'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SGr3FKFAj8I/AAAAAAAAAl8/wju8j5OUCvY/s72-c/P1080333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4321650901749994025</id><published>2008-06-09T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:30:44.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week 6</title><content type='html'>week 6 of my hols...booo hooo hooo only 2 weeks left of doing "nothing". i was doing so much of "nothing" that i dun even have the time to blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally it's now 11:38pm...happy to find time from doing "nothing" to jot these few things down...the 3 princesses are finally all asleep (at the same time). somehow baby e synchronise with the 2 sis, so that she is awake when they are sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- erika is now back to playing her piano and enjoying it again. mommy found her a great teacher online and she found back her magic with her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- elli is now self-promoted herself to be a big che-che since baby is out and we all need to address her as such. she officially declares that she is no longer the baby of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- baby e is starting to babble, mommy is still trying very hard to catch her smile...when i am holding the camera, she is not smiling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- having such a hard time to make her sleep (i thot baby needs at least 18 hrs) that we resorted to use the "hammock" (yue yue). elli love it &amp;amp; can't wait to climb in when baby is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- baby will get her jab tomorrow, as schedule. will see how much she has gained and grown from her non-stop suckling...i feel like it's non-stop. anyway after having a full meal, baby then pukes...wat a waste of my precious resources!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12++ am...baby awake...back to being a "mooooo" (mom)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4321650901749994025?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4321650901749994025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=4321650901749994025&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4321650901749994025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4321650901749994025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/06/week-6.html' title='week 6'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-937936538612017444</id><published>2008-05-16T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:38:40.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics of baby Evira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0Otud16fI/AAAAAAAAAj0/5VOlkAK4X_A/s1600-h/P1080017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200829323412892146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0Otud16fI/AAAAAAAAAj0/5VOlkAK4X_A/s400/P1080017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ellisa &amp;amp; baby E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0Ot-d16gI/AAAAAAAAAj8/O5phJTYAnyk/s1600-h/P1080025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200829327707859458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0Ot-d16gI/AAAAAAAAAj8/O5phJTYAnyk/s400/P1080025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby E taking her 1st bath at home (under po po expert hands)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0OuOd16hI/AAAAAAAAAkE/-fus3uOelco/s1600-h/P1080065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200829332002826770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0OuOd16hI/AAAAAAAAAkE/-fus3uOelco/s400/P1080065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; baby E all ready to play....goooo ggooooo gaaa gaaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0Ouud16iI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZStTnObGTTE/s1600-h/P1080076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200829340592761378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0Ouud16iI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZStTnObGTTE/s400/P1080076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sleepy baby E giving mommy a cutie smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0Ou-d16jI/AAAAAAAAAkU/KgqRFoP3NUk/s1600-h/P1080084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200829344887728690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0Ou-d16jI/AAAAAAAAAkU/KgqRFoP3NUk/s400/P1080084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;erika che-che with baby E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0MSed16eI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Bc_jyejbv7A/s1600-h/P1080013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200826656238201314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0MSed16eI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Bc_jyejbv7A/s400/P1080013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sleeping baby....2 days old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-937936538612017444?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/937936538612017444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=937936538612017444&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/937936538612017444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/937936538612017444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/05/pics-of-baby-evira.html' title='pics of baby Evira'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/SC0Otud16fI/AAAAAAAAAj0/5VOlkAK4X_A/s72-c/P1080017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6960120917284754275</id><published>2008-05-06T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:58:38.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>car steering</title><content type='html'>Daddy is one crazy car enthusiast, so much so that mommy calls him the “tin man”. What to do, he’s always playing with his tin toys. Even the girls know that and will say daddy like racing car right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, if he had his way he would have built himself a state of the art garage to put all his tin toys. I dunno what he would put in the garage but I am sure it would have &lt;a href="http://www.carsteering.com/"&gt;steering rack&lt;/a&gt; and all sorts of goodies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6960120917284754275?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6960120917284754275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6960120917284754275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6960120917284754275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6960120917284754275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/05/car-steering.html' title='car steering'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7244577588535711685</id><published>2008-05-05T13:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:02:12.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby E - 1 week old</title><content type='html'>my poor baby is yelllooooow! had to go for phototheraphy for 2 days. just back today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how we missed her! but...we also enjoyed the "break" while she went for her sun-tanning spa under the blue light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurses said she is such a good baby....she drinks 3oz every 3 hours, then poops after a full meal, then snoooze, then cry for more milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "spa" or leaving her in the hospital wasn't the thing that worried us most, its the drawing of her pecious blood from the back of her tiny hands. and the paed need to do this every morning! after poking twice (one on each hand), the last day we decided no more pain for her. went against paed orders - can tell he wasn't happy with our decision. dun care la about his feelings, no need any lab results to prove anything - we have faith that all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today she looked so fair - who wouldn't after a "spa" session...she does look so much chubbier &amp;amp; prettier too! mommy also need a spa session too...urut lady coming tomolo...thanks to &lt;a href="http://healthfreakmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;healthfreakmommy&lt;/a&gt;'s recommendation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to register her name by this week, still deciding ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7244577588535711685?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7244577588535711685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7244577588535711685&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7244577588535711685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7244577588535711685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-e-1-week-old.html' title='baby E - 1 week old'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5916368351370632035</id><published>2008-04-30T10:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:27:59.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby E is out!!!</title><content type='html'>waited waited waited, finally induced baby E on 28 morning....thankfully this time with epidural. so it was painless and normal delivery (prayer answered!) eventhough i got all the annoying side effects, (headache, nausea, vomitting, shivering) i still won't trade it for the PAIIIIIINNNNNNNN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby E is 3.8 kg 49cm long, head circumfrance 33cm&lt;br /&gt;born on 11:22am, 28 april 2008 (daddy very happy to see so many number 8 - cina man la)&lt;br /&gt;stayed in room 288 summore (hahhahaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post pic later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5916368351370632035?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5916368351370632035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5916368351370632035&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5916368351370632035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5916368351370632035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-e-is-out.html' title='baby E is out!!!'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-1586956013454834908</id><published>2008-04-02T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:12:05.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>36 weeks - almost out soon!!!</title><content type='html'>last doc visit on 34wks...i weigh about 62kg&lt;br /&gt;this doc visit at 36+wks...i weigh about 63.2kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great...guess i gained about 1.2 kg in 2 wks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for the scan...turns out me gained zero kg but my fei fei inside gained almost 1.4kg....alamak...means i even lost weight!! baby is around 3.4-3.8kg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can? i asked the doc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said...baby got a mind of its own now...blame it on my 'BIG' gene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyoo even if i starve or eat like a pig...baby will just balloon up following her genetic map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i asked....can induce ah....so it won't be toooo big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doc said...big babies risky to induce...u just wait la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyoooo like this also cannot, like tat also cannot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best news i heard is she will let me go ahead with epidural for this one, if the anaesthetist is willing to do it..finally, something to look forward to.??? or not?? dare not even think about it yet...will jump that bridge when i need too...until then, just think happiii thots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall i still gained weight la...so need to strategise my slimming strategeeesss....what is the &lt;a href="http://www.dietpillsdietpills.com/"&gt;best diet pills&lt;/a&gt; ah??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-1586956013454834908?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/1586956013454834908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=1586956013454834908&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1586956013454834908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1586956013454834908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/04/36-weeks-almost-out-soon.html' title='36 weeks - almost out soon!!!'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-8480704695224703469</id><published>2008-03-11T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:17:37.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 weeks &amp; 5 days</title><content type='html'>so far this pregnancy has not been as smooth sailing as the 1st 2...maybe &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;old ledi&lt;/span&gt;...*sob sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual i have my&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; stuff ear&lt;/span&gt; problems (imagine you stick your fingers in both your ears and speak), the effect is i can hear myself &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;very loud&lt;/span&gt; when i speak, but i dunnot if i am whispering or talking loud...you can consider me &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;half-deaf&lt;/span&gt;...this is one of my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;preggy symtoms&lt;/span&gt;...and it will miraculously dissappear once baby is out. so sometimes i am &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so irritated&lt;/span&gt; with daddy when i speak to him, cos he seems to be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"deaf"&lt;/span&gt; too...either he also suffers the &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;same symtoms??&lt;/span&gt; (which i doubt) or he genuinely can't hear me or he is into his &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"selective hearing&lt;/span&gt;" mode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was hoping i won't get any &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;leg cramps&lt;/span&gt;, but i spoke too soon, last nite i had my 1st attack....&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ooooouuuuuucccccchhhhh&lt;/span&gt;. daddy not here to unbend my toes (away in manila) so suffer alone la....poor me...*sob sob sob* hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'old' &lt;/span&gt;have it downside ~ had to go thru amnio test and diabetic test for this one...both also not fun or easy and waiting for results, even though i took it lightly, it still stress me up a whole lot. thankfully all turn out normal...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what more can i ask for&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but being so &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;greedy&lt;/span&gt;...of cos i ask for more la...like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;must have loads of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dark black hair&lt;/span&gt; (just like me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;must have my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nose&lt;/span&gt; (at least one of them should inherit a better anatomy than daddy's) but from the scan, doc said it's not looking my way (again!!! arrrrhhhh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ok ok settle for at least have my other &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;features&lt;/span&gt; la&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;must have long long &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fingers&lt;/span&gt; like me (hehehe) daddy got shot stubby ones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;long &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;limbs&lt;/span&gt; like me (heheheheh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;can't wait for baby to be out...hopefully house will be all ready for this new princess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-8480704695224703469?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/8480704695224703469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=8480704695224703469&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8480704695224703469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8480704695224703469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/03/33-weeks-5-days.html' title='33 weeks &amp; 5 days'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3906576866964134414</id><published>2008-03-07T10:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:15:41.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modified TAG - Before I Was A Mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;tag from preetii mommy - &lt;a href="http://nomadic-mom.blogspot.com/"&gt;nomadic mom&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyone who gets this tag is automatically given the special &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"prettii mommy"&lt;/span&gt; title too...so hehhehe i prettiii lor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*When you get the TAG, you add your name at the bottom of the tagged persons list, and without bumping the person at the top or bumping anyone off and let the list grow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TAG 5 pretty moms on your list to let them know they are pretty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SHARE about how life was before you became a mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I was a mum; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i didn't know the amount of patience i need to survive just a bathing session or eating session or homework session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I was a mum; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i only think about me, myself and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I was a mum; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i didn't know that being a mother was THAT difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I was a mum; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i didn't know that breastfeeding and babysitting can make you so skinny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I was a mum; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hardly ever screamed at all...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first chain of tag:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://www.mylovelymummy.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Lovelymummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://leonilpi.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pek Imm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.momisodes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Momisodes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.their-growingup.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ling that’s me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://janicepa.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Janicepa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://annie-q.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;AnnieQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://allthingspurple.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Allthingspurple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://montessorimum.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Montessorimum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;a href="http://clumsymommy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; clumsy mommy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://2handedoctopus.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sandra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://starfirestorm.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;KittyCat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://vivianszenaomi.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;VivianZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://sweetpeamy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sweetpea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://tagsnsuch.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sasha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://giddytigers.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Giddy Tiger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;a href="http://littlepaces.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Wen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;a href="http://love4kids.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jo-N&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;a href="http://janiceng.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Janice Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;a href="http://blurting.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;BlurTing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;a href="http://eastmeetswestkitchen.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ViEmwk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;a href="http://www.cookingmomster.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cookingmomster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;a href="http://www.richjenn.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Dancing Queen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;a href="http://nomadic-mom.blogspot.com/2008/03/modified-tag-before-i-was-mom.html/"&gt;NomadicMom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mommy of 3 Angels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tagging PRETTY MOMs.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allyfeel.com/blog/"&gt;allyfeel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ramblingmoo.com/"&gt;angeleyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mom2ashley.com/blog/"&gt;ashley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://babyboon.blogspot.com/"&gt;babyboon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mamapumpkin.com/"&gt;big pumpkin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3906576866964134414?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3906576866964134414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=3906576866964134414&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3906576866964134414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3906576866964134414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/03/modified-tag-before-i-was-mom.html' title='Modified TAG - Before I Was A Mom...'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-2553815328326806187</id><published>2008-03-07T09:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T10:43:14.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love hate tag</title><content type='html'>long overdue tag from &lt;a href="http://kelly-journey.blogspot.com/"&gt;kelly&lt;/a&gt;!! better late than never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. erika loves to eat: shangri-la lemon garden buffet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. erika hates to eat: medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. erika loves to go: stay in nice hotels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. erika hates to go: school toilet, her logic dun drink water...then no need to pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. erika loves it when: she has all daddy &amp;amp; mommy attention on her...no ellisa to bug in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. erika hates it when: elli dun follow "all" her rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. erika loves to see: new baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. erika hates to see: lion dance...scares her and she cries and scream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. erika loves to hear: disney songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. erika hates to hear: the banging of the lion dance drums&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6245766437703569431</id><published>2008-02-28T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:38:36.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>kunming photoblog</title><content type='html'>**backdated post**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally time to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;brag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; about my short kunming trip, since its for work, not much sight-seeing pictures la...just manage to sneak a lil time here &amp;amp; there to shop and see the local scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed at a very good b'ness hotel - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green lake hotel&lt;/span&gt; (voted one of china's best business hotels of 2007 by Forbes - quite impressive la) the price also super impressive - mega expensive la, sure wins hands-down on the room and meeting packages if compared to kay-el!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in front of the hotel is the beautiful green lake (so obvious rite with name of the hotel - like duhhh!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pictures take from the lake - lots of seagull, quite serene but weather was very cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172291976756442754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8esJh0rtoI/AAAAAAAAAis/-unAd2T2hIs/s400/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the &lt;a href="http://www.jixin.cn/sbjxy/sbjxy.asp"&gt;famous restaurant&lt;/a&gt; and their fantastic service that &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-sweet-home.html"&gt;i blog about earlier&lt;/a&gt;. since we were the vip, we got to sat at the largest table in the restaurant to fit 20 -25 people. since yunnan has so many ethnic groups, the dances and songs for the night was amazing...enjoy the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172290756985730658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8erCh0rtmI/AAAAAAAAAic/pK6tIlJwB8o/s400/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172291697583568498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8er5R0rtnI/AAAAAAAAAik/iupAOzchhMM/s400/collage6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sexy girls dancing...bells were stuck to their costume so when they move they make tingling rings.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172292380483368594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8eshB0rtpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/JSZW211ZC9Y/s400/collage13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172302606800500466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8e10R0rtvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/WqjJtfdk5Ok/s400/collage14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then off to stone forest (a world heritage site) for a half day visit....that's the only touristy place i went. another spectacular place to unwind and get lost in the stone woods.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172293415570486946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8etdR0rtqI/AAAAAAAAAi8/PRsfSy8c6IE/s400/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the beautiful formations done by god's hands. see an elephant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172294008275973810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8et_x0rtrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/zul9bMjc93c/s400/collage9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outer area of the stone forest....there's a world famous golf course just 15min drive from here...daddy would love to hit some balls here...me too la...dun care the score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172297985415689922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8exnR0rtsI/AAAAAAAAAjM/STa2ca8QbJs/s400/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ethnic handicrafts, didn't buy so take pic lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172298414912419538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8eyAR0rttI/AAAAAAAAAjU/zQ9x81k0I5A/s400/collage10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summore handicrafts at the birds &amp;amp; flower market...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172299651863000802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8ezIR0rtuI/AAAAAAAAAjc/h5W85jaVfe8/s400/collage12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess where i shopped the most?? i so lazy to bargain and haggle...i ended up in wal-mart and carrefour to get all my stuff....that is until the last day when i still had lots of RMB to splurge that i went to a souvenir shop at the lake for last minute shopping. got a beautiful art piece drawn on paper...hope to decorate the house, but dunno where to hang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;now with all my goodies, need &lt;a href="http://www.packnboxnow.com/Default.aspx?ISC_SiteName=CustomBoxesNow"&gt;shipping boxes&lt;/a&gt; home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6245766437703569431?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6245766437703569431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6245766437703569431&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6245766437703569431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6245766437703569431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/02/kunming-photoblog.html' title='kunming photoblog'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8esJh0rtoI/AAAAAAAAAis/-unAd2T2hIs/s72-c/collage7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3123947699105773853</id><published>2008-02-27T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T16:01:10.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erika school progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8RrDbG40SI/AAAAAAAAAh0/yHwWAj785_0/s1600-h/P1070749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171375978688598306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8RrDbG40SI/AAAAAAAAAh0/yHwWAj785_0/s400/P1070749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is me erika and i am in my school uniform with my 2 pony tails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most days before i go to school i will whine to kong kong and popo that i am &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sooooo scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to go to school, if daddy and mommy was around i will whine even &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. so they will ask me why am i scared, i say i scared of teacher hee coz she is so fierce. but in the end, they still send me to school. somehow when i reached school, i forgot all about it and happily run into the school hall with my pink princess bag and search for my friends, especially evelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my sad face - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; going to school&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171378074632638786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8Rs9bG40UI/AAAAAAAAAiE/0E6M_jYdqbE/s400/P1070507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my best fren - evelyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171377099675062578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8RsErG40TI/AAAAAAAAAh8/b8dXYLZfIsY/s400/P1070432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;popo cooked - yummy chicken, vege, soup and rice for my lunch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171379277223481682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8RuDbG40VI/AAAAAAAAAiM/9IvceoaCAqQ/s400/P1070518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday my purse will have one $1 note, one 50sen coin and one 20sen coin. you know why? coz i am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sooooo shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, if i dun have this combination of note and coins, i dare not go and buy my soup noodle which cost 70sen. i dare not give the uncle the $1 note or make up 70sen with other coins. and the $1 note i used to buy my ice-cream. everyday, i eat this soup noodle and if i finish it and have summore time i will buy the $1 ice-cream. mommy is amazed i can eat soup noodles every day for 2 whole months, she ask me to buy fried chicken sometimes, but i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. the soup noodle is soooo yummylicious, i never bring food from home anymore, just my princess water bottle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sometimes my friends ask me for some money, i used to give them if i have extra, then teacher say cannot do that and must tell her if my friend ask for money, not i do that anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my belt also has tightened over these 2 months, mommy gotta resew the belt buckle for me. who said canteen food was yucky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes mommy will see teacher hee, since she is also my tuition teacher. i always hear them talk about me. teacher hee always says i am &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blurrrr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, very very &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blurrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! she said after she gave all the instructions to the class in mandarin, i will still be looking &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;blankly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at her with my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;big, big innocent eyes&lt;/span&gt;, while all my friends have started their work. i also have a lot of &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“belum siap”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stamp on my work books but mommy never scolds me about it. when mommy tells this story to her friends, she always laughs about it…is it so funny ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;me in my class, now teacher put me to sit right in front, eventhough i am not short. why? becoz i am &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blurrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i guess. i dun really &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;know why but i am not scared to go and ask them questions if i dunno how to do my work. sometimes i ask teacher so many times that they write some of the work for me...hehehhehe&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171380887836217698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8RvhLG40WI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Hy_Qqd_XsJ4/s400/P1070590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3123947699105773853?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R8RrDbG40SI/AAAAAAAAAh0/yHwWAj785_0/s72-c/P1070749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7394142648119669217</id><published>2008-02-26T10:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T03:09:49.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good vs bad</title><content type='html'>erika was curious and started asking me lots of questions...one of them was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mommy mommy why outside our house got so many flags with pictures of girl and boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;huh? where got? where did you see them? what boy and girl pictures? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(thinking aiyooo hopefully nothing funniee or wierd pic here...since so many pic/photo scandals recently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there outside our house all the flags with the boy and girl pictures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me think think think....oh those election banners.... &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ya ya...those are for election&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what is election?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;it means we gotta go vote for the good person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what is vote?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;it means we gotta choose the good person to fight for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how? they fight all the bad guys ah?&lt;/span&gt; (in their world, there is a very clear line between good guys and bad guys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;yes but they dun fight with hands, but with letters and words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;like they could go to court and fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(dare not even say parliament...dunno when this conversation will end then)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what is court?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak.... &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;you know the show "judging amy" there is a judge in the court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dun remember that show la....what is a judge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;a judge decides who is right and wrong, so you gotta chose the right person to fight for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so all the bad guys will lose ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not true in the real world, but for her sake...i said this: &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;if you choose the good person then all the bad guys will lose lah!! if you choose the wrong guy then all the bad guys will win la! remember ~ so you gotta choose the good person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in the end, i dunno if she got what i was trying to say, but you guys choose wisely okay!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7394142648119669217?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7394142648119669217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7394142648119669217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7394142648119669217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7394142648119669217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-vs-bad.html' title='good vs bad'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6461111534633007402</id><published>2008-02-26T09:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T04:34:19.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>baby preparations</title><content type='html'>i have to admit it...i am &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so lazy&lt;/span&gt; for this baby....haven't done anything for her yet...poor darling. for erika i was preparing for her since the time we knew we had her...then elli...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a lil slack&lt;/span&gt;....then this baby....opps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my excuses list - &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;work work work&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;...have to happily pass all the dirty work to my new collegue and clear all the stuff before i go on my long &lt;strike&gt;holiday&lt;/strike&gt; leave...hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. dealing with erika's &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; everynite and packing her school bag....the good thing is my mandarin is finally improving in leaps &amp;amp; bounds....better than all the special mandarin classes i have taken and paid good $$$ and yet learnt nothing for it. the truth is i can't wait for school holidays too...i need a break from homework too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. renovation &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- yes no pantang for me...still doing reno work, actually quite a major reno. extending our kitchen, dining hall, a new children playroom (so we can get some peace!! and space), a new bedroom for the girls (hopefully they will sleep there soon ~ fingers crossed) and the most &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pantang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of all...major changes to my bedroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the dust flying around, i am now sleeping next to the &lt;a href="http://www.cleanair4life.com/"&gt;air cleaners&lt;/a&gt;, and will need to shift to the girls room soon when work starts in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, went to gynea's visit last friday and she &lt;strike&gt;force&lt;/strike&gt; advised that i should get a&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; diabetes test&lt;/span&gt;. why? not that my urine test showed any sugar but that my 2 darling girls were big babies (3.52kg &amp;amp; 3.95kg) so as precautionary test, i had to do the horrible yucky test where they poke/prick you 3 times plus you get to enjoy a super sweety cup of nauseatingly sugary drink. it was totally no fun but i just did it la...like all the other test...to be on the safe side. what other choice do i have?? my gene just make &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;big babies&lt;/span&gt;. baby is now 1.8kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mental note to self...coming sale....will get baby prep stuff ready....promise....yahoo finally some serious shopping....if i dun feel too tired la with such a huge belly....&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;excuses&lt;/span&gt; again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6461111534633007402?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6461111534633007402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6461111534633007402&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6461111534633007402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6461111534633007402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/02/baby-preparations.html' title='baby preparations'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3413157512159571553</id><published>2008-02-21T08:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T10:59:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>princess castle</title><content type='html'>as we were driving along, elli suddenly called out and said &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the princess castle...mommy bring me to the princess castle"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking everywhere, wat princess castle in out lil town of pee-jay...this is not even near any shopping complex or parks???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there.....the princess castle...pleazzzzz mommiiiii bring me there......i wanna go princesss castle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169225007527153938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R7zGwbG40RI/AAAAAAAAAhs/P2kozoZpbWA/s400/mas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;now everytime we pass a "castle" she will quickly remind me to take her there!!! so far haven't let her enter any of these castles yet...dun wanna dissappoint her with the "truth"...let her have her fantasies lah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes reality is no fun leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3413157512159571553?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3413157512159571553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5289971192086509961</id><published>2008-02-04T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T10:50:53.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 phat phat phat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R6Z8WdgUbsI/AAAAAAAAAhc/g6AtCtyTVzQ/s1600-h/collage43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162950748146003650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R6Z8WdgUbsI/AAAAAAAAAhc/g6AtCtyTVzQ/s400/collage43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gong xi! gong xi!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after much coaxing they girls finally agreed to put on the cny dresses....to take this shots...then after that the dresses came off coz it was not comfy!! oh well...luckily i got these photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;teaching the girls to write up some cny cards (cheapskate la, i took home the extra cny cards from office for them to use la), erika also learned to make cny deco from school...which i hung all over the pussy willow...forgot to take pics! hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162951246362210002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R6Z8zdgUbtI/AAAAAAAAAhk/pT1A4IdqlHU/s400/collage42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5289971192086509961?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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work...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pictures to post later (busy clearing up off work now) but gotta share this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the funny part is the waiters and waitresses in kunming are a real terror bunch...service is soooo bloody good and efficient that b4 u finish they already took your plate away...sometimes i dun even have time to taste that serving! well they serve fast, take away your plates fast, so u get to go back to your hotel room fast...pronto pronto....that's communist red cina service for you...i guess its like tat la...service no. 1.&lt;/p&gt;i can honestly say they are more efficient than the JAPs!! imagine la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4174977817325827219?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4174977817325827219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=4174977817325827219&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4174977817325827219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4174977817325827219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-934406463414279754</id><published>2008-01-17T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:32:37.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tok tok tok</title><content type='html'>since elli's been to school over the last week, her vocab is very like a "teacher teacher"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"why you dun listen to what i saaaaaay??" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"i dunno what you talking about" &lt;/span&gt;(this line sounds exactly like daddy here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"why you scold me?" "i dun like you anymore" "you make me sooooo angry!!!" "i dun like you foreeeeeeveeeeer" "waaaaaa waaaaaaaaaaa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"i am talking to you.....&lt;/span&gt; (use her hand to move your face to look at her) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"look at meeee...i dun wan you to...."&lt;/span&gt; watch tv or talk to popo or talk on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or instead of calling her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"mui mui"&lt;/span&gt; sometimes she insists i call her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"teacher"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos she is not allowed to scold me back....and i will tell her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"elli you cannot scold mommy, that's wrong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if she is guilty, she will give a sheepish smile, and her cheeky look then say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"sorriii mommiii"&lt;/span&gt; which usually follows with a kiss and hugzzz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-934406463414279754?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/934406463414279754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=934406463414279754&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/934406463414279754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/934406463414279754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/01/tok-tok-tok.html' title='tok tok tok'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4849428050415418102</id><published>2008-01-14T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T15:00:37.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elli in school</title><content type='html'>thankfully elli is the opposite of erika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;elli loves school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and looks forward to go...today she was sick...doc said most probably got the germs from school (and the paed warned that this won't be the last...since school is a breeding &amp;amp; spreading ground for germs) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;alamak!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning...she woke up early, got all dressed-up (even put on a girlie pink dress which she is not crazy about) but since i told her yesterday that if she wanna go to school, she gotta wear it, so she did! even happily let me comb her hair neatly which she hates...she's really enthusiastic lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so  when we told elli she &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to school she was so &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dissapointed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that i had to lie and took her to the doc's office instead...poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we fed her the 3 bottles of medicine, she &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;obliged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to drink coz we said...."drink medicine, get better, then can go school!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah now can &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;use school to bribe her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another funny thing is now elli likes to be called &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mui mui"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (lil' sister) but not "mei mei".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i say "elli darling you want nen nen?" or "elli you want mommy to hug you to sleep".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elli will say "dun call me elli, call me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mui mui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4849428050415418102?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4849428050415418102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=4849428050415418102&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4849428050415418102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4849428050415418102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/01/elli-in-school.html' title='elli in school'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6234560590128139334</id><published>2008-01-04T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:09:56.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>school starts</title><content type='html'>walking to erika's chinese school last week for the orientation, daddy and i had a nostalgic feeling that we were walking into a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;communist propaganda boot camp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...with speakers blasting out loud chinese speeches. we saw loads of 1st time students lining up in the halls with all the anxious parents hoarding around them. the air was stuffy to say the least.... i had to go out of the hall to get some air or else i might &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;create a bigger scene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; than erika if i faint like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;big fat elephant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in that hall!  with a big belly, i am not one of those &lt;a href="http://fatburner.net/fat-burners/anoretix/"&gt;Anoretix&lt;/a&gt; in tow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;erika was causing a scene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too...she was the only one clearly &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crying her eyes out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...the other one or two cry babies were just sobbing very quietly on their own, but erika was in &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;full force&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; while lining up, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; during the assembly, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; walking to class, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the class....it was a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;teary wet day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! that was only orientation day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the first day of school, after all the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cajoling, bribery, sweet-talk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in preparation for this day…the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;same crying pattern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; occurred!! aiyoooooo daddy was so heartsick that he had to leave. now he realize his darling girl is such a spoilt little brat…mega tofu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had no choice but to leave too, after she has settled into her class. even elli was starting to call her sis &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“cry baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i hope next week when i send elli to kindy (her 1st) she won't repeat this pattern...hopefully she learned from her sis *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went back to see her during recess time, wow!! transformed, she was now &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;…sharing colour pencils with a boy coz mommy never bring any stationery for her!! eh! how mommy know must bring own pencils and colour pencils…me also 1st time mah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then erika even quarrelled with the boy that shared his colour pencils with her, coz he teased her &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“cry baby”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and she shot back at him, so dun play play with erika!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the canteen, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; erika sob so uncontrollably earlier, other parents recognize me instantly and inquire about her! really cause a scene la..my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then erika asked me “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after eating, can I go back now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”, “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how many more minutes to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?” i told her another “&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;180 minutes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;”hahahhahaha…wahhh she pengsan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took her to her school loo….she kept complaining “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sooooo dirty, sooooo dirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. actually, i was surprise that the loo was pretty clean and odorless but not up to standard for this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lil’ spoilt princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos when i pick her up when school was over, it was all &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smiles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;…hopefully 2nd day of school will be much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was an exhausting day for mommy...dunno about erika though...mommy had to sleep at 9 p.m. just to recuperate from 1st day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(** pictures to put up later **)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6234560590128139334?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6234560590128139334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6234560590128139334&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6234560590128139334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6234560590128139334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-starts.html' title='school starts'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-1778633029085838018</id><published>2008-01-02T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T10:51:35.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 2008</title><content type='html'>a new year....a new beginning...especially for my girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both starting a new chapter...one going to primary 1, the other starting kindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both chanting the same song..."&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dun wanna go to&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;schooooool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after such a long hols and staying home with them, elli has become the clingy baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day she will say..."&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mommiiii dun go to work...stay at home with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;meeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happpiiii new year....hope the girls change their minds about school &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-1778633029085838018?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/1778633029085838018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=1778633029085838018&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1778633029085838018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/1778633029085838018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='happy 2008'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6494510026910535336</id><published>2007-12-19T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T04:30:20.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>today i officially change my nickname...cannot be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mommy of 2 angels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anymore la...now &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mommy of 3 angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so change the blog discription also la...just one number change only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posting some photos of the last few weeks activities...very lazy blogging...end of the year lazy hols bug is really catching on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was done after deepavali...give face to all indians la...must make sure finish their festival before i put up my tree. all the 5 kiddies helping to put up this ol' tree...next year wanna get a new tree with fiber optic lights so i dun need to stuggle with the lights!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145517892759602242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R2iNQudaREI/AAAAAAAAAgs/j3uAuHG2oLE/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the girls happily playing the shiny ornaments...erika pretend to wear them on herself...not on the tree! girls naturally like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145518545594631250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R2iN2udaRFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/kouK1J4SSMo/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy went rallying in perlis with &lt;a href="http://babyshern.blogspot.com/"&gt;babyshern&lt;/a&gt; daddy...hey &lt;a href="http://babyshern.blogspot.com/"&gt;babyshern&lt;/a&gt; mommy...daddy says he know u too...of cos know babyshern daddy la!! obviously! next time i may tag along in the race too since i have never done that before...to me so boring mah...breathe dust and look at engines, not my kind of fun. but since got another mommy there, then we go shopping la, maybe even spa together!! when daddy said perlis is in a sugar cane plantation...wah i quickly asked him to curi some home for me (&lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/12/craving-for-sugar.html"&gt;cravings mah&lt;/a&gt;)...he said choi! u want me to bang the cane meh. so until now i still haven't got any sweets from daddy! dun say flowers la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so you think i still should go get this for daddy ~ &lt;a href="http://www.watchzone.com/cgi-bin/watchzone.storefront/EN/Catalog/2339"&gt;Technomarine watch&lt;/a&gt;, eventhough he so mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145519331573646450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R2iOkedaRHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/wdF6bAwnhlY/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally some christmas photos of the gang...taken at the curve...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;merry christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145522797612254338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R2iRuOdaRII/AAAAAAAAAhM/LTIuScu_-vw/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6494510026910535336?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6494510026910535336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6494510026910535336&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6494510026910535336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6494510026910535336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R2iNQudaREI/AAAAAAAAAgs/j3uAuHG2oLE/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-8389580793273481468</id><published>2007-12-19T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T11:53:15.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>water colour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R2iTg-daRJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WwRM-A6GGLc/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145524769002243218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R2iTg-daRJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WwRM-A6GGLc/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; took leave one day to play with the "gang"...so i made some water colour for them to mess the house...the maid pengsan...but i dun care la...i lurve creating work for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the water colour recipe from marthastewart website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homemade finger paints are nontoxic, washable, and always available. great for ellisa since we need to be so careful with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir 4 tablespoons of sugar and 1/2 cup cornstarch together; add 2 cups of cold water, and heat over medium heat until the mixture is thick (the mixture will further thicken as it cools).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divide into four or more containers, and add food coloring as desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'gang' really have a colourful time painting the house down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-8389580793273481468?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/8389580793273481468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=8389580793273481468&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8389580793273481468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/8389580793273481468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/12/water-colour.html' title='water colour'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R2iTg-daRJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WwRM-A6GGLc/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-680399028396725215</id><published>2007-12-07T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T09:29:55.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a girl!!!</title><content type='html'>aiyooo i thot the DNA picture was so clear...guess all you mommies failed science test heheheheh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i will be having 3 princesses...happy days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-680399028396725215?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/680399028396725215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=680399028396725215&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/680399028396725215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/680399028396725215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-girl.html' title='it&apos;s a girl!!!'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-2301573370654838196</id><published>2007-12-06T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:00:24.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amnio results</title><content type='html'>just got the call from the clinic...thank god everything is normal!! really praise god that all is well...very very happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the chromosome picture of baby.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140749535338123378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R1ecdy0VUHI/AAAAAAAAAgg/88oVl50T8ZY/s400/baby+XX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so can u guess the sex?? easy rite!! ehehehhee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-2301573370654838196?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/2301573370654838196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=2301573370654838196&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2301573370654838196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2301573370654838196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/12/amnio-results.html' title='amnio results'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R1ecdy0VUHI/AAAAAAAAAgg/88oVl50T8ZY/s72-c/baby+XX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-7590473889834916501</id><published>2007-12-06T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:25:05.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks For Being My Friend Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R1eG6y0VUGI/AAAAAAAAAgY/JBGAaiSGr9Y/s1600-h/sharpei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140725844298518626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R1eG6y0VUGI/AAAAAAAAAgY/JBGAaiSGr9Y/s400/sharpei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Award time!! Thanks to this award giving  &lt;a href="http://lovelymummy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lovely Mummy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to pass this award to my dear friends :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mmprincess.blogspot.com/"&gt;cutie princess mummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://healthfreakmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;healthfreakmommy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jazzmint.net/blog/"&gt;jazzmint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://laundryamah.wordpress.com/"&gt;kylie &amp;amp; kieran&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nomadic-mom.blogspot.com/"&gt;nomadic mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yfmami.blogspot.com/"&gt;wmd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-7590473889834916501?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/7590473889834916501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=7590473889834916501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7590473889834916501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/7590473889834916501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanks-for-being-my-friend-award.html' title='Thanks For Being My Friend Award'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R1eG6y0VUGI/AAAAAAAAAgY/JBGAaiSGr9Y/s72-c/sharpei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-4813655654264203423</id><published>2007-12-05T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T14:33:07.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q &amp; A</title><content type='html'>finally, someone in my office notice the lil' bump and i am already half way thru this pregnancy...hehehe the next surprise will be i will be off during peak time and escape the bulk of the work...yahooo.....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;good timing baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is when someone notice the bump...the usual questions are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"are u pregnant?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"are u having a baby?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you know the usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the "someone in the office" asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"are u in the family way?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so puzzled, i was thinking what are you talking about...&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;what way am i going at?? &lt;/span&gt;it took me a while before i could even answer....ehhhhh yessss...i suppose so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well a confused mind ask confusing questions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all of you would have guessed that the "higher" the position of the "someone in the office", the lower their mental "abilities" are! kakakkakaka &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**very mean mood today**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-4813655654264203423?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/4813655654264203423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=4813655654264203423&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4813655654264203423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/4813655654264203423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/12/q.html' title='Q &amp; A'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3333142123511478534</id><published>2007-12-03T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:42:34.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spare The Rod, Spoil The Child</title><content type='html'>yahoo kena tagged by &lt;a href="http://healthfreakmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Healthfreakmommy&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i am one of those that never raise a &lt;strike&gt;hand&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rod&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to my 2 angels...dunno if i change or not with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya i am one of those who &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never used the rod&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...i use a more powerful weapon...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WORDS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far the girls have been like &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"angels" in our eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....coz i can &lt;strike&gt;nag&lt;/strike&gt;talk &amp;amp; scold them until they act as lil' angels. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;wah very manipulative mama here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we thot of getting a rod long, long time ago, (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;follow majority la &amp;amp; also dun wanna spoil them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) but once we saw the rotan and pick it up...alamak...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to buy it...quickly dump it back into the bin and walk out of the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess having girls are easier when it comes to discipline, dunno if i have boys, i may keep a few rotans at every corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls dun really play rough or violently, just the occasional &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hair-pulling (typical la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;screamming...shouting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, calling each other &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;names&lt;/span&gt;, instigating with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that one dunno learn from who?? *cover face* hehehe shy la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;lots of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ugly word&lt;/span&gt; play here ~ girls are really good at this...i guess the worse elli did was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;spitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...ya quite teruk also la! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;still we are sparing the rod for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagging 5 (alphabetical order all A's):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allthingspurple.blogspot.com/"&gt;all things purple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allyfeel.com/blog/"&gt;allyfeel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ramblingmoo.com/"&gt;angeleyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://annie-q.blogspot.com/"&gt;annieQtwins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mom2ashley.com/blog/"&gt;ashley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;Instructions :**Start Copying Here**&lt;br /&gt;Tag 5 bloggers&lt;br /&gt;1st - You leave their blog and post link and add to the list below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Let the blogger know that they have been tagged by leaving comment in their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://michemaylee.liquidblade.com/2007/11/21/to-cane-or-not-to-cane/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Miche does not spare the rod.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/?p=1442"&gt;Chinnee still spare the rod at this moment.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://healthfreakmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Healthfreakmommy&lt;/a&gt; does not spare the rod.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/"&gt;scribbles for my angels&lt;/a&gt; never used a rod!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3333142123511478534?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3333142123511478534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=3333142123511478534&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3333142123511478534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3333142123511478534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/12/spare-rod-spoil-child.html' title='Spare The Rod, Spoil The Child'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6220642292799914994</id><published>2007-12-03T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:34:27.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>craving for sugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always have low blood pressure, so i naturally crave for sweets to boost my energy up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now preggy even more craving for sweets la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my latest craze is for sugar cane juice (thinking of it all the time)...i even crave to chew and gnaw on the cane and sqeeze out the juice with my precious teeth...heard that it really strengthen your jaws &amp;amp; teeth...good exercise hor!! and also cleans your teeth no need to visit the dentist for scaling...heheheh i am sure!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139599854197362770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R1OG1i0VUFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HbQ7Ho5o49o/s400/sugarcane1fa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;daddy thinks i will get high on sugar &amp;amp; even maybe get preggy diabetic&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;..."choi!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so negative one...it's after all fruit juice and all natural wat...no added sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must go for my sugar high now....yummmiiiii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6220642292799914994?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6220642292799914994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6220642292799914994&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6220642292799914994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6220642292799914994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/12/craving-for-sugar.html' title='craving for sugar'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R1OG1i0VUFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HbQ7Ho5o49o/s72-c/sugarcane1fa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-2611588860728643648</id><published>2007-11-30T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:01:11.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blue Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this &lt;a href="http://lovelymummy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lovely Mummy&lt;/a&gt; for cheering me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally no more messy toilet stuff...end of my yucky story! happy to close that chapter...phew! did lots of fun stuff this week, went facial, ate yummy food, christmas shopping, made paints for the girls...will blog about it later la, going to watch kitaro today...yahooo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R0-KOI8PoZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-sQZHMT5hQk/s1600-R/trueblueaward.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138477675375993234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R0-KOI8PoZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/MfKCI7j9E2A/s400/trueblueaward.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dolphins are blue, so true blue, calm in the storm, they never sleep,so ever-present, they’re friendly, so amicable, accountable, dependable,and protective. This award is presented for bloggers who always stand by you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is a reward to all my blogger frens. Thanks for all your comments, advice and nice thots that cheered me up whenever i see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-2611588860728643648?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/2611588860728643648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=2611588860728643648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2611588860728643648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/2611588860728643648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/11/true-blue-award.html' title='True Blue Award'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/R0-KOI8PoZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/MfKCI7j9E2A/s72-c/trueblueaward.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-6235239126387039703</id><published>2007-11-23T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T11:31:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing 1 2 3</title><content type='html'>Before going into the gynea office we were so optimistic about the whole test results. Then when we met the gynea and as she was explaining the statistics, the probability, the risk and the chances…even though ours are like only 1% (1 in 95), she made it sound so terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked all sorts of questions, saying that the scan showed a perfect baby, but she said even that is not guaranteed. Since i know numbers, I almost wanted to ask how the whole risk thing is calculated, what if I was a little heavier, what if I was the baby dates were not right, what if…but the knot in my tummy and my throat was already tightening and I tried my best to speak as normal as I can. I can feel blood draining from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the double test result has an error of about 40%, so go figure la!! Which means half the results are false…man why did I even bother to do the test…crazy or what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gynea even scolded me for doing the test since I wasn’t gonna do anything about the baby…like terminating, but at that time, I didn’t even realized that she was scolding, i was so numbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking out of the gynea office, my head was still swimming with the numbers and the statistics. I just trial behind daddy as we walked to the car...it was just like a bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still adamant that I would not pursue this further coz I have no intention of terminating, but daddy didn’t think so, but he dare not push it. He just needs to know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we went down this horrible testing path…I guess we should just get it over and investigate further with the diagnostic test. I have no fear of needles and it’s just another test, so we went for our amnio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amnio test was almost painless and fast. Daddy was the nervous wreck and he wasn’t the one being poked! Man ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we need to scan 1st before the amnio, the doc said it may be a girl...wah when daddy heard that he was ecstatic...beaming from ear to ear...then after we left the doc's off...he started smsing his frens and telling them he's gonna be daddy to 3 princesses! all i want is a normal healthy strong baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOUR INFO!!&lt;br /&gt;Then we found out that there are a new test (yes!! never ending) that is able to screen for downs even when you are in the 1st trimester…should have know that earlier. It is non-evasive, just a blood test to test beta hcg and papp-a hormones. The detection rate is about 95%, which is great la! If only I knew about it…oh well, no more next time, just pass this info for your education la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**still in the dumps, will really need to go see a gastrologist or someone who understands the tummy if this persist another week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-6235239126387039703?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/6235239126387039703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=6235239126387039703&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6235239126387039703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/6235239126387039703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/11/testing-1-2-3.html' title='testing 1 2 3'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5008107793777269510</id><published>2007-11-19T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T11:46:02.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby baby!!</title><content type='html'>Shitty Sunday, whole day in the dumps, lived next to the throne so that I could run there in time and dun even ask me how many times I sat there on that day. thanks to all the binging on saturday, i dunno which food is the cause of the whole crazy loo episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today ran to the doc to get some meds so that it would stop, coz I think I lost 1kg in a day. Not bad for a very successful slimming program, unfortunately I was not aiming for that. worried about baby though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By mid-day I was way much better, but I saw I had a missed call from my gynea. Any calls from her means bad news. I returned the call and the double blood test result turned out positive. I was disappointed but not devastated, since this test only tells me that I carry a higher risk but does not say anything else - just a statistical number and not a diagnostic tool. Coz all my scans have been very good so far, I have faith that all will turn out well when I see my gynea tomorrow. I have already decided not to do the amnio, daddy agrees with that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spoke too soon...i am back in the dumps again...guess i have more reasons to visit the gynea tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will see how tomorrow goes...hope tomorrow is a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***additional info:&lt;br /&gt;These are 'screening tests' that measure the level of hormones in the blood and provide an 'estimation of risk' for chromosomal abnormalities such as &lt;a href="http://www.mothers35plus.co.uk/down.htm"&gt;Down syndrome&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mothers35plus.co.uk/down.htm#edwards"&gt;Trisomy 18&lt;/a&gt; and ventral wall defects (abdominal wall defect). *** (request from Mott)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5008107793777269510?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5008107793777269510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5008107793777269510&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5008107793777269510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5008107793777269510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-baby.html' title='baby baby!!'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5349411604261595245</id><published>2007-11-17T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:55:45.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby policy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;at the recent gynea visit, i also brought up the subject of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tubal ligation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end the options are clear that it is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;way way way better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if daddy did it and not me, coz a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;woman's body is so complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, as expected la, so is everything else about a woman! but when i approach this subject with daddy, (it's like a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; taboo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; subject) he gets so irritated and thinks i am pushing him &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;off the cliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, saying we have plenty of time to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he thinks all we need to do is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; do it at the &lt;strong&gt;"wrong time"&lt;/strong&gt; or use all the &lt;strong&gt;right stuff&lt;/strong&gt; or just &lt;strong&gt;plain control&lt;/strong&gt;! is that really possible &lt;strong&gt;all the time&lt;/strong&gt;? i want to be 100% sure....dun get me wrong, i love and adore my angels but 3 is enuff la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;control of my own body&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i dun wanna leave things to chance, not that i am a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;crazy control freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but this is about my life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for a guy just shoot and that's it...well basically that's all....but for a woman...it's a whole long process &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; something is&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "cooking in the oven"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; la. there's the &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazy roller coaster ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;preggynausiousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for 4 months (if u are lucky), then the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;swollen out-of-shapy time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with hormones going wild....then the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bone crushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and pushing a watermelon out of a pee hole! not even talking about the risk we have to bear in the whole process, after that gotta start dealing with all the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"excesses"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; accumulated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no way. i wanna be 100% sure that it won't ever happen &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, not leaving anything to chance....or as daddy said...if god wants us to have....blah blah blah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am not playing god....but i am also angry what if he dun do it....it ends up with me going thru a more dangerous op, taking all the risks on my poor body, and like i am doing it for myself...when it's actually for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;logically the answer is so simple...but emotionally and psychologically it's NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5349411604261595245?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5349411604261595245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5349411604261595245&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5349411604261595245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5349411604261595245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-policy.html' title='baby policy!!'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3406851328175716888</id><published>2007-11-16T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T15:16:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag max</title><content type='html'>finally time to do all my tags...will put all in this post...if i miss out any...tell me, then i masuk into this post summore...hahahah...looooong post la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mega tags from &lt;a href="http://laundryamah.wordpress.com/"&gt;laundryamah&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://yfmami.blogspot.com/"&gt;WMD&lt;/a&gt;...both my school mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shopping tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i have more time and $$$ to do this...anyway, most of my shopping now is focus on my girls or house stuff...how boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Start copy ~&lt;br /&gt;It’s very simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you receive this tag, copy the whole list and add your own shopping tip to the bottom and pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear comfy clothing when you’re shopping. You don’t wanna fuss with too many laces and buttons when you’re trying clothes on. &lt;a href="http://rinnah-marketplace.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rinnah-marketplace.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choose stores offering some kind of reward program, e.g. purchase points, rebates or store coupons. Knowing how the program works and when to use them will save you a lot of money in the long run. &lt;a href="http://kakishopping.giddytigers.com/" modo="false"&gt;http://kakishopping.giddytigers.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don’t wait until sales if you really like that particular piece of dress or shoes as your size could be sold out sooner than you realized. Just buy if you really like it, cause there is nothing much we can do once it’s gone, especially when you shopping abroad. &lt;a href="http://everydayhealy.com/?p=29"&gt;Everyday health and beauty&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure you bring your credit card/cash la! If not how to shop lei? &lt;a href="http://laundryamah.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://laundryamah.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if possible, have a shopping list or not you may end up with 2 pairs of shoes, a shirt, toys and not what you intended to get! &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ End copy ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Links To 5 Own Posts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some history digging here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some specifications of the tag:&lt;br /&gt;****INSTRUCTIONS: ****&lt;br /&gt;1. Post 5 links to 5 of your previously written posts. The posts have to relate to the 5 key words given below.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tag 5 other friends to do this meme. Try to tag at least 2 new acquaintances (if not, your current blog buddies will do) so that you get to know them each a little bit better.&lt;br /&gt;3. Don’t forget to read the archived post and leave comments.&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;Link ONE must be about family: &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/07/khoo-koo-klan.html"&gt;Khoo-Koo-Klan&lt;/a&gt; ~ Gathering of the Klan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link TWO must be about friends: &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/05/big-birthday-bash.html"&gt;Big Birthday Bash &lt;/a&gt;~ My girls fun day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link THREE must be about yourself: &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-phat-tag.html"&gt;Another phat tag &lt;/a&gt;~ Random facts about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link FOUR must be about your love: &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/03/10-reasons-why-i-marry-kl-ite.html"&gt;why i marry daddy &lt;/a&gt;~ and the answers are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link FIVE can be anything you like: &lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/10/japan-tokyo-fuji.html"&gt;japan trip &lt;/a&gt;~ yummylicious trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to tag 5 people…dunno who la...brain drain after doing this tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Age I Wish To Go Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a child, my weekends were so carefree, relaxing horizontally on the sofa watching telly with my dad, lying on his arms and we could do this the whole afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what homework or extra-curricular activities...there were no such thing long ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************Start copy***************&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: The Age That I Wish To Go Back To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirement: Write about the one age that you wish to go back to and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag Mode: 5 bloggers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - You leave their blog and post link and add to the list below.&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Let the blogger you want to tag know they been tagged by comment in their blog or etc.&lt;br /&gt;The Age that they Wish to Go Back to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amidrin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amidrin &lt;/a&gt;wish to go back to &lt;a href="http://amidrin.blogspot.com/2007/09/age-that-i-wish-to-go-back-to.html"&gt;age 22 to correct back some mistakes in life&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://judychow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lemonjude&lt;/a&gt; wish to go back to &lt;a href="http://judychow.blogspot.com/2007/09/age-that-i-wish-to-go-back-to.html" target="_blank" modo="false"&gt;age 6 to enjoy kid’s life&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beelibaala.blogspot.com/"&gt;L’abeille&lt;/a&gt; wish to go back to &lt;a href="http://beelibaala.blogspot.com/2007/09/age-i-wish-to-go-back-to.html" modo="false"&gt;any year but never return to age 28&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweetpeamy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweetpea&lt;/a&gt; wish to go back to, actually, &lt;a href="http://sweetpeamy.blogspot.com/2007/09/age-i-wish-to-go-back-to.html"&gt;just thinking about 17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovelymummy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lovelymommy&lt;/a&gt; wishes to go back to &lt;a href="http://lovelymummy.blogspot.com/2007/10/age-i-wish-to-go-back.html" modo="false"&gt;age 21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//laundryamah.wordpress.com"&gt;Laundryamah&lt;/a&gt; wishes to go back to the &lt;a href="http://laundryamah.wordpress.com/2007/10/03/tag-time-againzzzzzzzz/"&gt;eve of my wedding day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="ttp://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/"&gt;mommyof2angels &lt;/a&gt;wishes to be &lt;a href="ttp://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/"&gt;daddy's girl again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tag 5 on 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is to have 5 answers to all questions and tag another 5 person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my room: a queen bed, a super single bed, a single bed, loads of pillows and blankies&lt;br /&gt;5 things I’ve always wanted to do: bungy, sky diving, parasailing, flying a plane, hot air balloning...&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yes i love heights and wanna be free as a bird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my bag:keys, handphone, book, bank statements, vouchers&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my wallet: money, lots of credit cards, lots of receipts, IDs, emergency info card&lt;br /&gt;5 things I'm currently into: Facebooking, Blogging, Scrapping, trying to take nice photos...lepaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to tag 5 vulnerable ladies on this tag max:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://babyboon.blogspot.com/"&gt;babyboon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mmprincess.blogspot.com/"&gt;cutie princess mummy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/"&gt;demoments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gracefamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;grace family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chumsyashley.blogspot.com/"&gt;lil' chumsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3406851328175716888?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/3406851328175716888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=3406851328175716888&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3406851328175716888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3406851328175716888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/11/tag-max.html' title='tag max'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-5224002429409528859</id><published>2007-11-14T06:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:14:00.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>17 weeks</title><content type='html'>went to check-up yesterday, from the scan, everything looks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;as normal as it can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(thank GOD!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;head nice and round, two legs and 2 hands with 10 lil' fingers, nice body with a beating heart of 4 chambers, lungs, kidney and stomach all beautifully made. moving non-stop, even can see the baby sucking water, lucky not thumb, but one hand was scratching the head..itchy i guess! or thinking very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still went to do the double blood test...just to satisfy daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the sex...sorry doctor said too blur...can't tell yet...maybe till next visit...stay tune la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me...alamak&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...gained 3 whole kg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fei fei pulak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, must stop those buffet ledi lor!! or the nite munchies...no lar kidding...i still can &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;barely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"squeeze"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; into some of my normal clothes&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. office no one knows about the bulge except for the few i have told, so i still can get away looking quite &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"normal"....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;maybe for another few weeks the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i am still waiting to&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; blossom or bloom or booom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is my &lt;strong&gt;boobs&lt;/strong&gt;....when lah...is this gonna happen...hahahhahah....bloom now la, when i can get away looking sexy (still able to fit the &lt;a href="http://www.wickedtemptations.com/"&gt;sexy lingerie&lt;/a&gt; and not look too pregnant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-5224002429409528859?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/5224002429409528859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=5224002429409528859&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5224002429409528859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/5224002429409528859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/11/17-weeks.html' title='17 weeks'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-327786489518170200</id><published>2007-11-14T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T06:30:46.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation</title><content type='html'>when i saw erika all prep-up in her graduation gown and square top...i felt a tinge of sadness...so fast all grown-up and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"leaving school".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by end of this week, she will be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;closing this kindy chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;entering a new chapter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in her life...but i am also so proud of her...she has gone so far, achieved so much and is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"moving on"!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pictures of her graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzohGR3xDdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QnbRkOsUA4A/s1600-h/collage37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132451117102337490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzohGR3xDdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QnbRkOsUA4A/s400/collage37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got to the hall, erika was in bad mood, just woke her up from her beauty nap...concert starts at 7. her class teacher prepping her up for the big event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzoioR3xDeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/2qEq8cURyho/s1600-h/collage38.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzojGR3xDgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/SW5KCOLT4hI/s1600-h/collage38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132453316125593090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzojGR3xDgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/SW5KCOLT4hI/s400/collage38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;graduation class of 2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzoivB3xDfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/_211QJSNFlE/s1600-h/collage39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132452916693634546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzoivB3xDfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/_211QJSNFlE/s400/collage39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in full graduation costume.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/Rzoj9R3xDhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aeVkBaC020A/s1600-h/collage40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132454261018398226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/Rzoj9R3xDhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aeVkBaC020A/s400/collage40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;in the concert, she acted as the water, and mommy had to make the costume....wah pengsan...gotta do sewing!! if u look closely at the blue kaftan, u can see that all the hand sewing all senget one! i remember in school it took me a year to complete an apron so it was a big achievement to get this done in a day, even if it is sewing 2 crooket lines. tried doing the head gear...in the end used teacher's one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/Rzokih3xDjI/AAAAAAAAAf0/MfEpf6k91hI/s1600-h/collage41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132454900968525362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/Rzokih3xDjI/AAAAAAAAAf0/MfEpf6k91hI/s400/collage41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;at the end of her drama, sitting and making funny faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-327786489518170200?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/327786489518170200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=327786489518170200&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/327786489518170200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/327786489518170200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/11/graduation.html' title='graduation'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzohGR3xDdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QnbRkOsUA4A/s72-c/collage37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-9199405815988975288</id><published>2007-11-13T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T10:58:49.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 going on 28 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzkOLR3xDbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/yslO-G_P_Vk/s1600-h/P1070037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132148837304044978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzkOLR3xDbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/yslO-G_P_Vk/s400/P1070037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just can't wait to grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...insist that i put on earring for her. since we haven't pierce her ears, i just hung the earrings on her lobes, almost the same effect and she love the attention and having something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dangling&lt;/span&gt; on her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzkP7B3xDcI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XF88xgjhMqE/s1600-h/P1070051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132150757154426306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzkP7B3xDcI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XF88xgjhMqE/s400/P1070051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;elli&lt;/span&gt; needs to sleep with her precious huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blankie&lt;/span&gt; and sometimes she drags along her comfort toys ~ her barney music mobile and even plates of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dora or her ducky cup&lt;/span&gt;....hey there's no need for soft downy pillow for my princess. the other day at the mommy's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blogger's&lt;/span&gt; gathering, she slept holding tightly to a sour cream pretzel...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comfort food for sweet dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since she is a milk guzzler...daddy says that her belly looks just like a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;milk belly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; where his looks like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;beer one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elli would happily pull up her shirt to show off her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;swollen belly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and even do a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;belly dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to prove that she's the cutest lil' angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(no pic of this la...***censored***) hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-9199405815988975288?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/feeds/9199405815988975288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32047967&amp;postID=9199405815988975288&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/9199405815988975288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/9199405815988975288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/11/27-going-on-28-months.html' title='27 going on 28 months'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kE6oRbhBlSM/RzkOLR3xDbI/AAAAAAAAAe4/yslO-G_P_Vk/s72-c/P1070037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32047967.post-3274782847977604209</id><published>2007-11-03T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T16:29:29.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payu2blog'/><title type='text'>buy and sell</title><content type='html'>after weighing all our options, daddy and i finally decided to sell our beautiful house...lots of great memories here. we had our wedding here, erika and ellisa were born here and all the parties and family gatherings...a little heavy hearted to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to engage an &lt;a href="http://www.gmacrealestate.com/"&gt;real estate agent&lt;/a&gt; so that we do not have the hassle of dealing with prospective buyers...makes our life a lil' easier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32047967-3274782847977604209?l=scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3274782847977604209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32047967/posts/default/3274782847977604209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/2007/11/buy-and-sell.html' title='buy and sell'/><author><name>mommy of 3 angels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16563879853836311302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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