Air Con

Both JS and WH cannot live without the air con. They need to have the air con on for their nap and at night eventhough sometimes the weather is not too hot. Maybe they are use to the air con temperature for sleeping because since day one they have been sleeping in the air con room.

Last night was a bit cold, it has been raining during the day, so we turned on the ceiling fan instead of the air con. JS was not happy with it, but eventually she fell asleep. Hours later, she was fussing in her sleep. 1/2 asleep and 1/2 awake, she has been tossing and turning around and unable to get back to bed. Touch her hair, it has been soaked with sweat. So I turned on the air con, and immediately she’s sound asleep again. Even sometimes the air con is on, when the kids woke, I still find wet patches of sweat on my bedsheet. Habit or is the weather really that HOT?

Easel

Hubby bought an easel for the kids from IKEA last weekend. One side of it is a whiteboard, the other side is a black board and you can roll a paper from the middle. The kids love it very much. Since hubby forgotten to buy the paper, so the kids are drawing on the whiteboard at the moment.

WH likes to scribble on it. He knows how to open the marker’s cap. When he wants to erase of the drawing, he knows that he needs to put back the cover on the marker first. And he knows to pick the correct cover for the marker if there were two.

I hold his hand once to draw a car. After that he keeps coming back to me, wanted me to hold his hand to draw again.

JS wrote some alphabets at the top of the board and doesn’t want WH to mess with it, but cheeky WH stands on the chair and scribbled all over JS’s writing, after that he gave me a cheeky grin.

Home… Before & After

When I first met my hubby, his bachelor home is chick and classy. It’s not big, but cosily set up. It remained that way till we got married.

Along the way, we conceived JS. We planned a nursery for her, converting the guest room into nursery.

But it didn’t go as planned. As soon as JS’s born, we moved the cot into our master bedroom and co-sleep with her. Just can’t imagine how we could manage to sleep in 2 separate rooms. So gone our nicely set up master bedroom for couple. It’s turned into a family room with a cot.

During the first 2 years with JS, we’ve collected more toys. And part of our living room is dominated by JS’s thing including a play pen.
JS’s play area.

Then came my boy. And our home become……

With very possible corners dominated by the kid’s stuffs. From the free space at the top of the shelfs in every room including the maid’s, to empty travel luggage bag, to under the bed and any storage boxes, it’s the KIDDO’s STUFFS. We no longer display photos on our book shelf, because it’s cramp with BOOKS. BOOKS for the children (ok, ok… I have added on my collection of recipes, but still most of it are the kid’s) (we still have parts of the things kept at SIL’s and MIL’s place as our current house is not a permanent one)

And sometimes the house look like this as if been swept by hurricane.
(These pictures taken before I have a maid, so some days there were even bed that is unmake)

With 2 mobile kids snacking everywhere, it’s not uncommon to find crumbs under the sofa or any corner in the house, even bits and pieces of play dough everywhere. With their sticky dirty hands, they walk around and touch everywhere. Without my maid, I guess I will go beserk running behind, tracking where they go to wipe all the stains or I will end up co-habitat with ANTS!

Training the kids to pick up their toys after they play. They have the habit of leaving the things behind and go for another. Sometimes when I’m keeping the toys, WH will volunteerily come to help me, but for JS, I will need to call and call and most time find her not moving.

Last night I asked the kids
“Who never keep toys?”
JS :”DIDI”
WH: “Jie jie”

Finally WH can talk abit and both are pointing fingers at each other.