Repeat after me....

Gordon is the big steam engine that pulls the express and he likes to think that he is a very very important engine.  Thomas fans know this.

 

Now Haris loves Gordon and so quite often we get a request to read him his Gordon book. 

Haris: Book. Biti (see previous entry) .  Gordo (go french, also see previous entry) 

M: Read "Gordo" (saying it like him) ?

Haris:   NO!! Gordo!

M: (can't help it) Gordo!

Haris: NO!!! GORDO!!!!

M: Gordon?

Haris: (nodding his head) Gordo.

Mummy finds it so hilarious :)

Haris Dictionary - second edition

1. mummy instead of mama

2. daddy instead of dada

3. tock - socks

4. tus - shoes

5. jacket - coat (this boy is so skema one, won't leave the house without a jacket/coat)

6. mas - thomas

7. gordo - gordon (now if you say gordon in a french accent then it will sound like how he says it)

8. pearci - percy

9. jams - james 

6, 7, 8 and 9 now is due to his newfound love for thomas and his friends...while we are at it, add choo choo to the list

10. biti - read ( translated by him holding up his book and saying the word over and over again until somebody reads to him, how he comes up with this word? refer to pu-tek of first edition)

11. bicky - biscuit

12. got it - he dropped his pen on the floor, so he got down from the table, picked up his pen and said 'got it'. mummy was rather amazed.

School days

Entry written ages ago in September when Sarah first started school.  Pictures? Maybe in another two months :)

Sarah finally started school last wednesday. Excited? Just a touch...she practically skipped and hopped her way to school. A wobbly moment was all she had when she walked through the school gates and saw the many other girls running about.  We went to her classroom and she saw a few familiar faces...those playdates were worth the effort. Quick goodbyes and she was off. No tears, no fuss. Haris cried when he realised we left Sarah behind. 

So the two of us then spent a quiet morning at home. Clock watching became a sport. The 'was it just two minutes  ago since I last looked at the clock?' thing was getting too much by 2pm. By 2.30pm, we were outside the school gate...well, not quite true. We stayed in the car. Me reading and Haris sleeping. Now, the school is in a cul-de-sac and parking places are soooo limited. So if you want a parking spot, you have to be there by 2.30 or latest 2.45, no joke. And as I am kiasu, I was there and bagged us a good spot. Interestingly, there were already other people waiting, so if I was kiasu to be there at 2.30, does this mean the degree of kiasu-ness increases if you were there even earlier??

I think they open the gates at 3.00pm. I now recognise a few other mothers so we will gather around and chit chat for a while waiting for the little girls. Now you have to show your face at the fence (yes, there is another fence so us pushy parents dont get to close to the classroom) before the teachers will let the girl out. On the first day, Sarah was the last one out although I was standing there ages. Hmmm....maybe the teachers are still confused. Sarah so oriental looking and the mother not quite so. 

Sarah is loving school. She has woken up for the past three days excited for another day at school. Although she was a bit taken aback when she realised that school is for EVERYday!!!

potty time

Toilet training?

Not on my agenda just yet but Haris has his own it seems.

He now insists on sitting on the toilet for bubu....after he has done it :)

Ah well....early days yet. 

Haris Dictionary - first edition

1) mama- person who adore him to bits therefore under his control, although a harder nut to crack compared to dada (see below)

2) kakak - person who must be emulated as she is supercool

3) dada - person who is around sometimes and under his control in seconds!!

4) putek - i wish i know what this means but used exclusively to report that kakak has done (supposedly) something to him

5) pukepuke - makka pakka/igglepiggle, anything from the night garden

6) dark - self explanatory, whenever he wants the lights switch on

7) TOP!!! - stop ...gathered from the forcefulness of voice and hand signal

8) tar - star

9) nennen - well, favourite milkshake :)

10) mammam - chowtime

11) meeh - the other type of milk, translated by action of pulling milk out of the fridge

12) nana - banana

13) breh - bread, translated by pointing and screaming the word when kakak gets her bread and he has to wait his turn

14) poon - spoon, translated by him going through mummy's cutlery drawer

15) pok - fork, see above

16) jus - tricky this one :). it means water actually. he is not too keen on juice

 

17) bubu - we know that one....

18) baw - ball

19) ko-kek - very important food group...chocolate. 

20) NO! - yes, NO! tough, i am bigger :)

sarah's jokes for the day

Q: How do yoghurt eat?

A: In a pot

S: Knock knock

M: Who's there?

S: Face

M: Face who?

S: Facebook

(ahhh...less computer time for mummy)

Glitter

Last Wednesday, Sarah lost her little pony Glitter at the playground. She was quite heartbroken. But time heal all wounds.....

Conversation took place in the car enroute home from another town

Sarah: Mummy, where is Glitter?

M: I don't know. You had it with you.

S: No I don't.

M: Well, I don't know.

Much discussion of where it could be, who had it last, where we saw it last etc. So then, we realised she had left it at the playground. Oh the tears that followed.

M: Sarah, next time you have to be careful of your stuff, I told you not to take your toys to the playground.

S: I lost Glitter. I lost my Glitter. Forever!!! (crying even louder)

M: Yes, she's gone (said the cruel, heartless mother)

Right, so now she would learn a lesson and be a bit more careful, thought this cruel mother..... imagine the stereotype evil stepmother, that would be me)

All quiet in the car.

Then, soft sobbing could be heard. Not the loud tantrummy one, or the ouch i am in pain kind or the i am upset cry, this was so soft but it sounded as if her heart was breaking.

Ignore, ignore, the mother thought.

Arghh, no can do.

M: Sarah, it's ok Sarah.

S: No, it is not. Glitter is gone. I left her at the playground

M: Maybe some other little girl will look after it

S: But how Mummy, she wouldn't know it is Glitter.

M: I know but she could look after it for you

S: But she can't send Glitter back to me, she doesn't know where I live

M: I know sweetie

S: (on a roll now) Glitter can't come back on its own, she is only a pretend pony, not a real one.

I've lost Glitter. She cannot come home to me.

So we sat there, mummy half twisted in the front seat holding Sarah's hands who was still crying softly.

S: Glitter is gone Mummy.

M: She is...

D: Don't cry Sarah. We'll get you a new Glitter

M:(eh? where? ala, don't la promise, where am I to find one again? I would buy her one should I see one similar but to promise.....as Sarah has learn this quote and quoting it back to me no less, a promise is a promise!)

S: I don't think I will see her again and I don't think I will get a new Glitter

M n D: We'll sort something out ok etc

All quiet

Except for occasional sobs

S: (inaudible talking softly to Pinkie Pie, her other pony)

S: Mummy, can I put a letter in the newspaper about Glitter saying she is lost, and she is Sarah's pony

M: You want to do flyers?

S: Yes, so everyone can know, and then they can give Glitter back to me

M: Ok we'll do it at home

S: I want to tell Nina, she is my best friend

M: We'll call Nina when we get home

S:( talking softly to Pinkie Pie again)

An hour later Sarah fell asleep. When we got home, I woke her up. Her first thought...

S: Glittter.....

Later that evening

S: Can I call Nina now?

M: Get me the phone (made the call to Sarah's bff who has been briefed earlier by text so she can understand the story)

S: Nina!!!! (and told the story....) Nina, I will go see you now ok? After I finish eating my dinner. Is Helena there? I will see you ok?

M: Er no! Nina is off to the gym to day. You can't go see her.

S: (too much trauma for the day and broke down)

M: (on the phone) It's ok Nina, you don't have to come, it's your gym day this evening. Ok then, you will come see Sarah tomorrow? For a long time? Ok. See you

Bedtime

S: Oh Glitter....Mummy I cannot sleep without Glitter.

And this little girl was fast asleep not two minutes later.

Glitter has been mentioned a few times since that day, no tears though. Mummy is on a lookout for a small purple pony soft toy.

Wakey wakey

SO there I was, still half asleep. Sort of listening to him playing and dozing off.... more of the dozing off really. Sarah had come in to have a lie-in in my room. 

And then Haris got onto the bed, climbed over Sarah and onto me and called out to me. Thought of keeping my eyes shut but he was persistent. Opened my eyes and he showed me his hand. 

Oh no, how did he get peanut butter on his hand, was the first thought. Did he make a mess of my kitchen? was the second thought. Followed very quickly by, hang on, I have no peanut butter!!!

So up jumped mummy, grabbed the boy and headed straight to the bathroom. No, I wasn't about to smell or touch this peanut butter, I will do a visual check... and thus confirmed. Cleaned him up, had a good look around in my room especially on the bed but no sign of any smear.

SO that was how I was woken up yesterday morning. 

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