Sunday, May 6, 2007

Hogs Breath Rocks


MMmmmmm...I would recommend the Hogs Breath Cafe at VivoCity. Good service and great food. We had Chicken Dijonnaise and Hogs Breath Double Cheese Burger. Sorry we forgot to take pics cos we dived in the moment they were served. Chicken breast was grilled just right without dehydrating the meat..amazing, as I don't usually fancy breastmeat. These ones were joooo-cee. j had the burger and we liked how the beef patty was dark pink but wasn't so underdone that it would "moo" at us. Major PLUS points goes to the fresh and hearty side-servings of salad. Fresh, fresh, fresh ingredients! It always does 90% of the job for me. We'll return for more.

P.S> For those lugging young children around, they've got clean baby highchairs and an accessible balcony area with a great view of the sea with boats, monorails, trucks and people....if you've got antsy-pantsy toddlers who INSIST they wanna run around after dinner.

Saturday, May 5, 2007

Friends with Fish and Roos




Weather was perfect today so OooooooFF to the zoo!! Grandma and Grandpa tagged along this time round. They were such good sports playing with dave that i began suspecting if he enjoyed their company more than that of the animals.

What really jazzed up his excitement though were the upclose and personal encounters with some friendly animals at the Singapore Zoological Gardens..an award-winning zoo by world standards. He said "hi" to his all-time favourite fishy friends. Kept pointing at them saying, "Ah! Ah!" Then while dada was handing out roo food at the kangaroo enclosure, he gave a couple of 'em some good whacks on their backs in his delirious state (it's his way of making friends u see..he hasn't learnt to be civilised just yet).

Aside from his borderline-violent behaviour to some poor roos at the zoo, I can really see his love for animals developing. :)

Friday, May 4, 2007

These Shoes are Made for Walkin'....


TAH-DAH!!! Dave's first real pair of shoes. Cute aren't they? "KAH-WAH-EE NEH!" Got them at Vivocity's Mothercare outlet. These were the biggest sized pair available for its kind...specially for pre-walking stage. Soft leather, easy to wear and balance in. $35.90....hope they turn out to be a worthwhile investment...dave's feet grow so fast. Fact is, every part of dave is growing so fast. He's gonna have some fun in these shoes tomorrow!! Probably bring him out on some excursion. Zoo? Botanical Gardens? Sentosa Cable Cars? It's been raining "kittens & puppies" these days if not cats & dogs. We'll see.....

My Little Leader

Just before his bedtime, dave searched for my hand, grabbed it in his and pulled me along with his unsteady gait towards the bedroom where dada was waiting with the bedtime story. I felt unsure as to what to do at first cos I had my heart set on finishing up some chores. But I decided to let my little scout lead the way for mummy...and yup it felt nice.

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

Tried and Tested Ways to Cut A Toddler's Hair


I used to not understand why mothers would wail about giving their toddlers their monthly trim. NOW I know why. It doesn't help either when dave, thanks to his wonderful genetic inheritance, has loads of 'em since birth, resulting in war-like proportions type of haircuts. And O, did I mention his next one is due soon?

The first two haircuts were a breeze. All we needed were his jumbo baby seat, a bowl of water and a pair of scissors. As he grew in awareness though, he got suspicious of the apparatus and learnt to distrust them near his ears or the back of his neck....all hell broke loose.

Next, all forms of fathomable bribes and bribery were unashamedly offered, especially things that he isn't usually allowed to touch. Remote controls, mobile phones, calculators, expensive CD jackets and their jewel cases, my painstakingly-put-together scrapbook pages, daddy's underwear, etc.

Other times, we switch on the TV and turn up the volume to maximum to hold his attention (j's idea) on the screen while mummy snips sneakily away. When we are troooo....ly desparate, we hit the channel for Arts Central where the Bollywood hunks and damsels are gyrating away. The strange-sounding foreign language arouses dave's interest and distracts him from our hair-reducing mission. (Also j's theory)

Now, for the tried and tested, proven methods....at least for us. Here's what has worked...

1. Cut his hair while he is napping on the big bed. (yes, there's lotsa cleaning up afterwards but i found using a sticky lint-remover roller does the trick. Just roll along the bedsheet and voila!)

2. Cut his hair outdoors or along the corridor where he can socialise happily with neighbours. We've tried this only once and haven't tried again since cos we were too embarrassed to "book" an appointment with our neighbours. But if you are on super-friendly terms with yours, use them!

3. If your toddler is a greedy one, tempt him with a cookie or other finger food which he can chomp on relatively non-messily. We give dave "Wang Wang Baby Bites". It's low in sugar btw.

4. Divide the "salon experience" into 2 sessions or more. It's more bearable this way for toddlers with little patience to hold still for too long.

5. Most importantly, STOP when your little one is genuinely crying in distress. We did so when we found that david hated the sound of the electric shaver. Attempt another time with good'ole, manual scissors.

Of course, I know that what works now may not work the next minute, day or month. That's the amazing thing about young children. They teach you to think out-of-the-box, paradigm shift and manage crisis-control. And all this without prior warning or convening a meeting. Oooooooo....I deserve a session of serious spa treatment.

Having said all of that, I MUST add that this hair-cutting experience for me, albeit a hair-raising one, has evolved into kind of a love-hate relationship. It's stressful l but there's this irresistable intimacy also that forms and grows with little dave everytime I give him his trim. Think about it, how many people's hair have you cut or even touched? You don't walk away feeling the same after this sort of interaction. It's starting to feel like it's a priviledge to cut his hair...much like it feels a priviledge to be his mummy. Awwwwwww.........

Anyways, time for me to get friendly with the neighbours!