Being mischievous and playful makes Chloe more prone to injury.

On Monday, she injured her finger at the lift door. On Tuesday, she knocks her head on the dining table. Thank god, no injury for today.

How she knock onto the table?

She was playing with her blanket in the bedroom, my mum already asked her to stop playing with it but of cos she won’t listen. Just as my mum turn her back to attend to my niece, Chloe covered herself with the blanket and ran out of the room.

Not being able to see where she going, she headed straight to the dining table. I can only say that luckily she’s not tall enough to hurt the eye. She hit on the area just above her eyebrow.

Heard that she cried really loudly (it must be really painful) but after awhile she’s back to her normal self, running & climbing yet again.

He’ll let me know by singing some random, WEIRD song like what he just did :

“Saat kau bersamaku I said I love you…

Saat kau dengan mbah surip I said I love you full…”

… LOL

Sebagai salah satu pengguna jalan raya, gua juga termasuk dalam grup komunitas yang kadang bete dengan beberapa  kendaraan²  yang seliweran seenak jidat (ga semua loh yaa… daku yakin para pembaca yang ngebaca blog ini nyetirnya waras² semua kok..hohohohoho).

Ampe hari ini dimana gua dapat kesimpulan yang menarik :

Gimana kalo ternyata mereka begitu bukan karena kemauan tapi karena kondisi?

Here’s what I observed :

Dari setiap kendaraan yang gua liat selama perjalanan pulang gua dari kantor ke rumah buat lunch :

2% kendaraan punya lengkap spion kiri dan kanan

3% kendaraan ga ada spion kanan

5% kendaraan ga ada spion sama sekali

90% kendaraan ga ada spion kiri

(dan gua yakin 100% pembaca habis ini bakal melototin kendaraan² di jalan buat ngebuktiin statistik diatas)

It made me think :

Apa mungkin ada cash back dari pihak penjual ato tukang² sparepart ? Semacam iklan komunitas rahasia…“jual spion satu dapat cashback 2% dari harga beli… 2 spion dapat 5% cashback…”

Melihat lebih jauh ke kebiasaan mereka, gua jadi curiga berapa % cashback ditawarkan buat jual REM. Yang pasti kayanya  %nya bener² menggiurkan karena banyak banget yang either jual REM mereka…

ato waktu beli motor mereka ga dikasi tau kalo rem tuh GRATIS – udah termasuk harga beli…

ato ga ditunjukkin letaknya dimana.

Last but not least,

sama seperti para readers, gua sempet bingung..kenapa banyak sepeda motor yang ga ada spion KIRInya..and I came up with few possibilities :

• Karena ngikutin trend
• Karena kalo parkir kan bagian depan condong ke kiri..jadi spionnya dicabut biar ga nyantol di kendaraan yang parkir disebelah

ato alasan yang paling masuk akal :

• Karena kalo di lampu merah, BELOK KIRI BOLEH LANGSUNG!!!~

* Kisah ini ditulis berdasarkan observasi dan daya imaginasi yang terlalu kuat belaka.

]]> http://masonjars.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/why-iphone-users-are-annoying/ Sun, 22 Nov 2009 20:34:51 +0000 masonjars http://masonjars.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/why-iphone-users-are-annoying/

Last weekend, I had the opportunity to 6 other girls on a birthday
trip to Bowen Island.  I know the birthday girl, but the rest.. not so much.

It was A LOT of fun. we relaxed in their insane waterfront house, enjoyed delicious
food, and played games.

The weekend sadly came to an end, and we drove to the ferry to get in line.
There was about a 20 minute wait.. so we parked the car and chilled out.

Immediately, every girl in my car pulled out her iPhone. One girl had a blackberry.. but thats similar.

They played games.. facebooked.. texted.. chatted..it all looked.. quite fun.

now here i am..with my LG Rumor.. no iPhone(even though I am a web developer and I’m supposed to have these sort of things) in this car with 4 girls that i dont really know that well.  Normally, i would be like..
“GET OFF YOUR PHONES YOU PUNKS and talk to me!!” but.. that would kind of be awkward.

so i just sat there.

*twiddles thumbs*

*looks around*

*whistles*

*siiigggggggghhh*

its not like I can. draw pictures on the window.. or write..read. cause we are all squished in this tiny
car and I am in the middle!!

I hate iPhone users. we cannot even talk to each other!!!

Now, i must recognize in this rant, that even though i hate iPhone users, i STILL want to be one.

However, I would not neglect conversation in favor of that little gadget no matter how tempting it may be!

there are real people out there you know.. with mouths and stuff.

*end rant*

We spent the whole day out on Saturday.

Had LNT class in the morning (Japanese lesson this week) —> went to see Agape open house —> went home to shower & feed Chloe lunch —> went to my colleague’s house warming —> went Vivo then Bugis to buy Xmas present.

Phew…..I felt tired just typing it out. How did we actually survived it?

End of the year is usually a busy period for hubby. Come December, he will have to work on every single weekend (and I mean whole day work). I’m not confident to do Xmas shopping alone with Chloe, so I had no choice but to settle it within these 2 weeks.

I’m very lucky this year, it only took me 2 days to complete my Xmas shopping!!!

Due to the tight schedule, I did not cook anything to bring as Chloe’s dinner and I’m also in the “it’s ok to let Chloe eat outside food” mood. We had dinner at Ajisen and ordered a kid’s meal for her, the meal was served on an aeroplane plate (nice looking but not practical to use).

Chloe had a great time self-feeding and for us, we had a great time cleaning the table. The aeroplane plate is very shallow so whenever Chloe tries to scoop the food, some of it will sure drop onto the table.

Ironically, I just realized from the pics that Chloe was wearing her “Bless this mess” bib. Hur hur…

Took some photos with the indoor Xmas tree in Bugis. There are 2 Xmas tree in Bugis, the other one which is at outdoor is not attractive enough to make me whip out my camera.

~~~

On Sunday, my dad wasn’t working so we went Causeway point to have lunch. We took a train as it’s only 4 stations away. Kate & Chloe were happy to see and be on the train.

Both of them decided to play “catching” just below the block while on the way home. They had so much fun running about with hubby pretending to chase them.

Chloe fell twice cos she’s still not very good with running yet. She did not make a noise after she fell, just got up and continue running. It’s either the fall is not painful or her skin is really thick to not feel the pain.

On a side note, I found out that Toast box serves nice milk tea. Now I know where to go if I have sudden tea cravings.

E ae pessoal, depois de m tempão sem posta-lo, venho aqui com a edição de número 20, e hoje teremos 3 videos, pois faz tempo que não posto. Então vamos lá

Akhir-akhir ini, film 2012 dah makin beken di manapun. Mo di facebook, di twitter, di kalangan temen-temen, bahkan tukang ikan di pasar pada ngomongin film yang nunjukkin kisah akhir dunia itu.

Kalo sekarang gua tulis reviewnya, mungkin hits blog gua bakal ancur anjlok ke inti bumi ampe tembus di Cina karena 2 alasan :

• Pas baru liat judulnya, mereka mikir “Yaahhh review lagi review lage..Ga seru” and close the window out of interest.
• Pas baru liat judulnya, mereka mikir “DUDUL! GUA BELON NONTON!” and close the window before they see any spoiler.

So, gua lebih milih buat ambil jalan aman and nulis, instead, about what happen behind the scene. And when I said “behind the scene” I wasn’t referring to the making, the actors/actresses or any of that. Gua bakal nulis hal yang lebih HOT daripada filmnya sendiri :

I’m talking about the HUGE competition in getting the tickets.

Kayanya udah bukan rahasia lagi kalo tiket 2012 udah lebih hot daripada tiket nonton konser gratis. Kalo di Jakarta ama Surabaya yang mall nya bejibun aja antriannya bisa ampe meteran, apalagi di banjar yang bioskopnya cuman sebiji?!?!?!

Hokinya, nyokap gua punya temen (and orang gereja gua juga) punya toko di dalam DM jadi dia menawarkan kalo mau karyawannya bisa ngantriin tiket dari jam 9.30 pagi (bukanya jam 10) — yippeee!!

Setelah sehari penuh perjuangan, akhirnya gua bisa dapet 14 tiket. Pas sore gua pegi ke DM buat bayar en ambil tiket dari karyawannya itu. Kebetulan pas gua sampe disana, temennya di ujung counter yang sama lagi ngelayanin seorang ibu-ibu yang lagi beli barang.

Gua : Mba, mo ngambil tiket yang dititipin tadi

Karyawan : Oh iye benter…*ambil dari tas* ini ci, 14 tiket, 4 buat jam 6, 10 buat jam 9 malam..

Gua : yup yup. Ni duitnya…thank you..

Saat inilah yang bikin gua terpana; Si ibu-ibu di sebelah gua ngeliat 14 tiket yang gua pegang and matanya yang tadinya uda segede jengkol tambah gede kaya kelapa. Dengan setengah histeris dia nunjuk-nunjuk ke tiket gua kaya nunjuk hantu :

Tante ga jelas : Itu tiket buat nonton apa tuh?!

Gue : 2012..

Tante : Buat hari ini tuh?!?! malam ini?!?!

Gue : Iye..jam 9 malam..

Tante : KOQ BISA DAPET?!?!?!

Gue : Ya diantriin dari pagi jam 9.30 tadi tante…

Habis gua jawab gitu mukanya si tante kaya keki gitu.. gua langsung bayar tu tiket trus ngacir dari situ.

Pas sorenya, gua berkunjung ke rumah best friend gua.

Gua : Eh bek, tadi pas gua mo ambil tiket ada tante-tante ga jelas histeris gitu coba

Bebek : *bengong* lo dapet tiket apa?

Gua : 2012…malam ini jam 9…

Bebek : KOQ BISA DAPET?!?!?!

Gua : *Neplok jidat*

Ga jadilah gua cerita..ternyata dimana mana sama aje… Persaingan buat dapetin tiket tuh GA KIRA KIRA! hahahahahahaahhaha

Bagi yang mo ngantri tiket besok, gua kasi preview tentang “medan perang kalian besok pagi (khusus banjarmasin) :

Selamat berjuang~! May the force be with you *hihihihihi*

Monday night of this week Hosanna had her first piano recital, and she thoroughly enjoyed her time to shine! On the way to the recital, which is just a few blocks from where my Grandparents live, I called to check in on them. Grandpa answered, and insisted we stop by for a visit once the recital was over with.

“Honey, we have a surprise for you! No, your Grandma’s not pregnant. If that were the case, it would have to be immaculate conception!”

Ahh, he’s always good for a laugh.

As it turned out, they had picked out a little cross for me to hang on the wall.

We had a nice, brief visit. Grandma was less grumpy than she had been on Sunday. She was up and down a lot, taking the dog in and out, fluttering here and there.

Grandpa told us, when she was out of hearing, that they had “lost” the recent gifts Mara had sent for his birthday. The scarf, gloves, and other gifts were in a large blue bag that had “mysteriously” disappeared. They scoured the house for it, and of course he was a little frustrated. Grandma had no memory of moving it.

Then, the next morning when I arrived for my usual Tuesday visit, Grandpa said the bag had been discovered hanging on an unused hat rack in the back room!

When I showed up on their porch, Grandma opened the door with a comment like, “Come on in-he’s in the kitchen. A friend of Rays.”

Then commenced the longest amount of time I had observed of Grandma treating Grandpa, Ray, as a third person- “Ray’s friend.” It was the oddest thing to pretend with Grandpa, which we both did very well, I think, while Grandma told him about her grandchildren and expressed regret that I hadn’t brought Drew so “he could meet him”.

Grandpa would say things like, “Ray said he’d be back at four pm, like usual, with a fish supper. He’s got two beers in the fridge.”

Now, I’ve never had a beer but the situation was so amusing and sad at the same time so I piped up, “I wouldn’t count on them being here when Ray gets home-I might get a little thirsty!”

She didn’t seem anxious of earful, just quietly accepting of her reality that Ray was gone and this man was his friend. During one of her numerous trips to check on Sam, Grandpa confided that this had started the evening before, after our visit, and she had “allowed” him to stay the night.

He got quite emotional, which is out of character for him, and expressed his thankfulness over my being there, our friend who was watching the children, and the fact that he could see God’s love and care though he felt undeserving.

He was also understandably saddened to be forgotten by his own wife and childhood friend.

The rest of the day, Grandma didn’t refer to the previous weekend, baptism, dinner, anything. She did remember our visit the night before.

She made comments like, “Ray is gone often and I am alone a lot.”

When he drove away, she watched and said, “That’s my Dad’s car. He gave it to me.”

Once upon a time, ada temen baek gua yang cadel, ketara banget, en proud of it. On one hangout, we were all laughing and joking around when she said :

A : Gua hajal lo ya!

B : heh? apa? hajal?…hihihihi

A : Gua timpuk lo! *bweee*

Then came time to order at some cafe ;

A : Mas, pesen ice lemon tea aja satu

B : Iya loh..kalo lo  mo pesan air putih gimana donk? Air mineral ya sama aja susahnya

A : *dengan kalem dan polos* ya pesan banyu

B : Iya kalo pas lo di Banjar. Kalo lo di luar Banjar gimana? mana ada yang ngerti kalo banyu = air?

A : Ya pesen AQUA.

B : …

Hence why I heart her! hahahahahahha!!!~

Seperti orang² yang bilang “you shouldn’t kiss on the first date”, I’m a believer of “you shouldn’t give out your phone number on the first conversation”.

Dulu ya gua ga peduli.. people ask for my number and I give it out. My friends gave my number to someone else and I won’t care.

Tapi due to some reasons, lately I changed my mobile number a few times (ada yang karena “diteror” ex-murid dengan gosip² antar murid ga jelas ampe karena SIM card ilank di Thailand) and the later I changed, the more I can’t be bothered to let peeps know about my new number.

Bukannya sombong. But even if they know, few some a lot most of them never really contact me through mobile anyway… apalagi dengan adanya Blackberry sekarang, yang tau no. gua bisa diitung dengan jari ( tangan + kaki) and I’m still in touch with everyone else.

When it comes to Facebook and email address, I still don’t mind as they have the “remove” function that comes in handy. But when it comes to your mobile number that makes you contactable almost 24 hours a day;

Would you be friendly enough to let the boundaries down or would you rather protect your privacy?

I never ran a poll for this one as I believe one is to one’s own perspective.

But for this article, let me just gave you TWO real-life experience that’s interesting enough to make the point :

Case one :

Gua baru kenal ama Mr. A beberapa hari. After a few FB chats and comments, he asked for my number. By then I knew him quite ok and so I gave the number. Beberapa hari kemudian, temennya Mr. A minta no. gua dari dia, bukan dari gua sendiri. Being a good friend, si A ga mao asal kasi no. gua tanpa seijin gua. Tapi karena didesak temennya, si A ngasi no. palsu sebagai no. gua.

Besok harinya, temennya si A (panggil ae mr.B) msg gua di FB. Dia tanya “kok msg gua ga dibalas?”. Being honest, I said “bukannya ga balas, masuk aja kaga” then he asked “lha? yang no. xxxxxxxxxxx ini no. lo bukan?”

At that point, I have 2 choices:

• tell him it’s wrong and gave him my REAL number
• tell him it’s wrong and stop.

Then it hits me : He never really been gentleman enough to ask my number to me himself anyway. Why makes it easy for him?

So I told him it’s not my number and stopped.

But here’s the INTERESTING part :

Kemaren, si B ketemu ama si A. He then said :

B : Ada temen baeknya tuh yang ngasi gua no. hape nya dia… cocok ternyata ama yang lo kasi ke gua
A : Oh ya? emang nama temennya sapa?

B : Ada ja… tapi gua sms ama telp ga pernah dibalas loh. Biasa aja kali cewe ga balas sms ama telp

A : *senyum²*

B : Tapi kalo msg di FB dibalasnya ja…

Nah loh…

Kalo yang dikasi uda pasti no. salah.. dia confirm dengan siapa en kenapa no. yang salah bisa cocok? I would never know. I’m amazed that si B bisa connect pas nelp no. yang salah itu.. apa ga pernah diangkat kali ya? What if suddenly yang ngangkat COWO bernama sama dengan gua? wakakkaka… I wonder.

Case two :

Someone with unknown number sms-ed my mom the other day when we were in Jakarta. It goes like this :

Unknown number : met pagi,,,agi ngpn nich…???hm,,,blh knlan gk?aQ vera.nma km cpa?msh skul,kul Or dah krj??

My mom was surprised but much to MY surprise, instead of confronting and telling her it’s a wrong number, she replied this :

“Pagi..Nama ulun utuh,kang ojek..Boleh..Ketemu dimana?”

And up till today SHE NEVER REPLY to it! LOL

Read and learn, readers..that’s how you deal with prank sms! hahahha

]]> http://theclutchers.wordpress.com/2009/11/14/quando-una-stella-cadente-vede-chuck-norris-esprime-un-desiderio-di-non-morire/ Sat, 14 Nov 2009 10:17:46 +0000 Vì http://theclutchers.wordpress.com/2009/11/14/quando-una-stella-cadente-vede-chuck-norris-esprime-un-desiderio-di-non-morire/ http://diangunawan.wordpress.com/2009/11/13/why-i-compete-a-lot-with-my-brother-tales-from-the-tummy/ Fri, 13 Nov 2009 00:27:13 +0000 Dian http://diangunawan.wordpress.com/2009/11/13/why-i-compete-a-lot-with-my-brother-tales-from-the-tummy/

Imagine this:

Once upon a time we were still nothing but cells …

Everything was set up in there including the ONE door as our jackpot:

Yeap. The Door.. the exit to life..the freedom!!~ But here’s the catch :

The door only opens once every time and when it does, only ONE cell can leave at a time.

So that day, I approached my brother and cautiously asked :

Q : er…..yo. Wassup?

I : Nothing much

Q : So urm…as you know.. The Door’s opening soon you see..

I : Yup.

Q : And.. um… I was wondering..if it’s ok with you, of course.. if.. I go out first?

I : …

I : Yea sure.

Q : !!! Really??? you don’t mind????

I : Yeh. I got my games anyway *siul”*

Q : Woo hoo! thanks!

And so on the fateful day….

BUT….SUDDENLY….

And that’s the REAL reason why I have an older brother than a little brother.

It was all a CONSPIRACY!!!~ I was TRICKED!!!!~

If only the movie Butterfly Effect can be real, I know I won’t even wait for The Door to fully open to escape before my brother…LOL!

Last Sunday, at my grandpa’s place, Chloe did something that makes everyone laugh so hard.

She was running about in the living room and she tripped herself, ended up kneeling on the floor near the dining table.

Without crying (she usually doesn’t cry when she falls), she gets up and went to “complain” to hubby that she fell. Since she can’t really talk yet, she acted out the whole drama to hubby.

From where she starts to run, to the exact spot she fell, how she fell…all in full details.

Hubby assures her that it’s ok and soothes her knees. She doesn’t seem to be pacified. She continued to point to the floor to hubby, as if wanting hubby to acknowledge the seriousness of the fall.

My mum, who was in the kitchen when it happens, heard us laughing and came out to ask what happen. After hearing the story, she asked Chloe to show her where she fell. Chloe immediately jumps at the opportunity and acted out the drama for the 2^nd time.

We can’t stop laughing as most of the us saw how she fell the first time round,  it was just a small fall but she made it a big deal out of it.

We will have to get used to having a queen at home. A drama queen that is…. -_-

Alkisah di suatu kota kecil bernama Banjarmasin, hidup seorang kakak laki² dan ade perempuan.

Secara lahiriah tentunya muka kami ga mirip…

satu brewokan, satu kaga…

satu pake anting di 2 kuping, satu lagi cuma di sebelah kiri

satu bermata dua, satunya lagi bermata empat (baca: pake kacamata) wkwkwkwkwk…

Berhubung daku cuma punya satu koko ini (sayangnya…) buat diseret nganterin jalan², jadilah kite kemana² sering pegi berdua…

Dan SAYANGNYA karena kami ga kembar, sering dapet komen² kaya gini:

“Ya elahh..kirain jalan sama cewe mana ternyata sama ade sendiri..”

“Merusak pasaran masing² ja nih.. dikira pacaran tadi”

“HEH? dia koko lo?? gua kira pacar lo!!”

dan yang ini baru gua dapet kemaren :

ah kam tau kada

selawas ini ikam ini yang kukira pacarnya INDRA !

dari yang ketemu di airport semalam..harau tu…

serasi banar…

sekalinya…

adingnya…

hahahaha….

 

Terjemahan :

“Eh lo tau ga? selama ini gua kira lo pacarnya Indra! dari yang pas ketemu di airport kemaren..gila..serasi bener..ternyata adenya..hahahah”

And that’s not the first coming from the FRIENDS.

Yang temen masih mending sooner or later tau kalo sebenernya kita kakak ade…

bayangkan pas gua jalan ama koko gua ama tunangannya di Duta Mall (baca: mall satu²nya di Banjar..uhuk uhuk)

yang jaga stand² di sana bisa² bergosip :

“Ih gile tu cowo…cewenya dua!!”

“…iya loh..padahal brewokan gitu”

“!!! cewenya bisa rukun gitu lagi bercanda² gitu!!!”

“hoki banget ye tu cowo”

“tau ga tuh cewe² namanya sapa?”

“tau tau! satu dipanggil ki…satunya lagi dipanggil sau..sau…“

…

…

…

Yeap..probably right now, in the eyes of the public my brother would be famous..as a poligami-er…

…

BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!~

Editor note : Artikel ini telah disetujui, di sponsori, bahkan dianjurkan oleh the brother himself, I N D R A. Lol

You know how little babies call children who are older than them, “babies”-? It’s adorable.

Well, I’ve noticed that old people think that other old people are old, while they are somehow more youthful.

When you are looking from the inside out, your perspective is different, I guess.

Friend : Rumahmu kan di gatot ya

Me : Yup

F : Kalo ke kantor ada berapa belokan?

M : *mikir….* u-turn dihitung ga?

M : 6 kalo ama u-turn

F : Hahaha serius banget. Sante aja lagi

F : Belokannya kan cuman ada 2 – belok kiri ama kanan

M : *REALLY wishing I can throw something to this person…*

LOL!

Word to the wise, readers… your friends can be TRICKY!!! hahahahaha

I used to hear that the older you get, the harder for you to get a boyfriend. Back then, I begged to differ. I thought if the person was alright and the time was right, the right person WILL turn up and then age won’t matter so much. In fact, women in their 25-30 are seen to be mature, complex, smart and sophisticated (or so I thought).

As we grew older, why does it seem harder to fall in love?

I asked a good friend about it and what we concluded ended up in big laugh and giggles.

Here’s what we think :

The pre-requisite. The terms and conditions. The “syarat dan ketentuan”. That what makes it hard.

When we were young, all we wanted was a good-looking guy to be ours. Murid yang paling cakep en paling popular di kalangan cewe-cewe biar bisa dipamerin kemana-mana. A guy only have to be tall and good looking to be in our radar.

Then we grew up and what we wanted became a little bit more spesific. Orang keren tetep jadi kriteria. Tapi this time, dia harus pinter (ga nyambung pas ngobrol? kelaut aje loe), gaul, romantis, dan paling ga punya duit yang cukup biar kalo pas kencan bisa paroan ato (even better) dibayarin ama si cowo sepenuhnya. List yang tadinya cuma ada 2 item jadi 2 kali lipat banyaknya.

Then we grew up some more and the criteria got longer. Now we started to see if he’s mature enough.

By that we mean if he’s working, living outside his parents’ house, or at least have a car biar bisa antar/jemput kita pas kencan tanpa takut hujan badai…the criteria got a bit longer again than the one yang udah 2x lipat dari yang paling pertama.

And when we finally looked for the “husband” material that would be with us “till death do us part”, the list got so long, sampe kalo cowonya tanya “so, gua harus gimana supaya lo mo merid ama gua?” kita bakal jawab “ntar list-nya gua attach di email gua aja. Kalo di fax sayang kertas..sayang pohon.. (means it’s really REALLY long) LOL

Mungkin ada benernya juga apa yang gua pernah denger :

Kalo udah dewasa, bagi  cewe yang paling penting dari cowo tuh bahwa dia punya pribadi.

Ya perusahaan pribadi, mobil pribadi, rumah pribadi, kartu kredit pribadi, pesawat jet pribadi kalo perlu” Wkwkwkwkwkwk….

I wonder if guys do the same.

Bagi para pembaca yang ngerasa cowo, tell me:

As you grow up, do you change the criteria you seek in girls?

P.s.

semua yang ditulis diatas hanyalah candaan belaka. I refuse to believe that any girls are that shallow and complicated in what they see in a guy. No matter what, in the end it’s what inside the heart that matters the most

E ae galera, estamos aqui com mais um Funny Moments, e hoje terá de ser dois videos por causa que eu não postei na quarta passada, por algumas razões pessoais. E chega de enrolar e vamos a décima Nona edição

Chloe gets punishment every single day….she’s a very stubborn child and likes to throw tantrums easily. She throw tantrums by throwing things at the floor (whatever thing she can grab hold of), it’s her way to express her anger, a habit which I really dislike.

I will first try to tell her nicely to stop throwing stuffs, most of the time, she won’t listen and will continue to do it.

Next come my verbal warning, telling her that she will receive punishment if she continue (most of the time, she won’t stop).

Then punishment will come, we used to use cane to hit on the table or floor to make her stop her tantrums. We decided to avoid cane as much as possible, only to be use on major tantrums.

Now we use time out.

We had tried using time out before but it didn’t really work, she was still young then and doesn’t understand why is she at the time out area. Now it’s different, not only does she know what time out is for, she even know how to get people to “rescue” her.

Just today, she try to get people to “rescue” her from time out 3 times (yah, she can get “that” many times of punishment per day).

First, it was in the morning. Being sent to time out by my mum. My dad happens to be not working today so she decides to get him to rescue her. Besides waving frantically for him to come, she kept calling “gong gong” in her sweetest voice.

The moment my dad is near, she immediately hug him tightly by the neck and attempt to “koala” him. Just like that, she’s being rescued out of time out.

Second time was in the evening. Being sent to time out again by my mum. She starts to babble in her baby language as if trying to talk her way out of the punishment, obviously it won’t work since no one understands what she’s trying to say.

Then she started singing and making funny faces at my mum, attempting to make my mum laugh. She knew that once my mum laugh, it’s a sign that she can escape from her punishment. She also tried to fake laughter just so my mum will follow.

End up, everyone at home couldn’t stand it and laughed cos they claimed that Chloe just look so funny.

Third time was before bedtime, being sent to time out by me. She also started to babble in her baby language the moment I put her there. Then she saw the maid walking back to the kitchen after disposing rubbish. She starts to wave frantically (again) while calling the maid to come “bao bao” (carry) her.

The maid knows that she’s not allowed to rescue Chloe, proceeds to hide in the kitchen (the place for time out is a corner that is facing the kitchen). With the maid out of sight, Chloe change from waving to clapping her hands while calling the maid’s name. You know, like how adults would do to get someone’s attention.

The maid did peep at her from the kitchen. When Chloe saw the maid peep, she will tell the maid to come “bao bao” her.

This round, no one rescue her. I let her go 2 mins later after she apologize.

See how cheeky she can be *sigh*……I don’t find her naughty and out of hand. I just find that she’s a tad too mischievous. She makes me angry but I find her funny at the same time. 真是又好气，又好笑。