Sunday, November 21, 2010
A bit more
Monday, November 15, 2010
Afterwards -
We went to Yum Cha. We were at the Sheraton to say goodbye to the Hammonds and thought we would swing over to the Hotel Royal to have our favourite Yum Cha. Love that restaurant.
A speciality of Yum Cha is chook's feet, very elaborately named Phoenix Claw. I just call it how it is, chook's foot. Tilly asked Steve could she try it one day. I said, I don't think so Tills, that's chook's feet. And they both looked at me a long time, puzzled. And Daddy finally said, So?? And I said, Oh well, go ahead, who am I to tell you what you might or might not like? And she tried it, and ho hum, she loves it.
Heather's visit
Nice family pic. However we generally tend to look more like this......
It's a good thing to have good friends.
Tills loves Mr. Chad.
Precious Noa, what a doll!!!
Mia Joy, Sarah May and Matilda.
Loved having you at our house Heather. As we drove from the hotel today Steve said, "Wow, they came and they went and it was a breeze!" You guys were the perfect guests, come back any time.
Chad rightly mentioned that Lili and Tilly and Noa and Evie are all fairly equally set apart. We've tentatively arranged to swap dates as to the next lot. Ha, just joking.
Photo Catchup Part 2
Evie has a lot of tummy time, and therefore can put her head up quite well. Oh and note the gorgeous quilt Auntie Linda made for Tills. Though Evie sleeps under the pink blanket made by Ethnee, now that the weather has turned.
Don't be fooled peeps..... this lasted all of two minutes. Though who am I to complain. She now sleeps from between 7 and 8 in the evening until between 5 and 6 the next morning. Mama is getting herself some good sleep in!!
Sometimes Tills will set up camp beside her and just play. I can't wait for them to be able to play together.
During evening song time, Tilly will prepare her teddies for the night.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
A touch of the ridiculous
Taxi Driver: So.... how do you 'teach' your child how to speak English?
Me: Ummmm.......much the same way as your mother 'taught' you to speak Chinese.
Taxi Driver: Yeah. No.... really.... how do you 'teach' her how to speak English.
Me: Yeah, no really. It's her mother tongue.
Taxi: Yeah. So how do you 'teach' her to speak English.
Me: ......... (silence)
(In our elevator we came across our neighbour)
Me: saying something to Tilly in English
Neighbour: Why are you speaking to her in English?
Me: It's what we speak.
Neighbour: But why are you speaking in English, why don't you just speak in Chinese?
Me: And then how's she supposed to communicate with me and my family and our English speaking friends of which we have many???? Not to mention it's her mother tongue.
Neighbour: Oh....
And now for some of our own ridiculousness.....
(Tilly watching me change Evie's dirty nappy)
Tilly: It's all yellow mummy.
Me: Yep, that's how you used to poo when you were a little baby. Except Evie does it everyday and you used to wait forever to do one. And then it was a huge explosion.
Tilly: Why was it a huge explosion mummy?'
Me: That's just how you did it baby.
Tilly: No, that's just how you fed me.
(Just now on the phone to a friend Tilly was playing with something and it dropped and broke)
Me: (later on in the kitchen and when it just suddenly came to mind) I noticed you broke something in the bedroom before love.
Tilly: Yes.... I noticed you can fix it.
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