To encourage people to wash hands, HPB had actually came up with the idea of this ‘Stop the horror with Soap and Water! campaign. I wanted to print out from the website, but the image was too small. Until I saw the ad in the train. So I took a snapshot and printed it out to show Zann. Yes, I have to use this method to make her wash her hands!
Archive for the ‘Parenting’ Category
The monsters in the hand
June 22, 2009When she refused to listen …
June 7, 2009
It is amazing to see how much energy Zann has despite waking up early today. However, at the wrong place and wrong timing.
While we were having our lunch, she was enjoying herself on the railing, treating it like a slide. Even showed no fear of falling down or followed my instruction to come down. I gave her a hard spank in the end. But after crying for awhile, she went back to the railing!
Horse “poo poo”
May 30, 2009
When Zann says ‘ horse poo poo’ , she’s actually refering to the Gallop Stable in Pasir Ris Park. Because she found the place smelly. It’s funny to hear her saying it many times.
When she didn’t get her way…
April 29, 2009
…and there was no “later” to her way of thinking.
English vs Maths
March 15, 2009
It came to my attention that Zann doesn’t like to do writing at all. Each time I wanted her to complete the alphabets worksheets I have prepared, she would try every means to avoid. Whereas it is a different attitude doing craft work and maths worksheets.
“Mummy, I want some more…”
March 4, 2009
Usual dinner with soup.
A custard vanilla bun.
A few strawberries.
One cup of hot milo.
She has a big appetite last night. I have to stop her when she’s asking for banana. It just makes me wonder what’s inside her tummy….
Seeking the toilet bowl …
March 1, 2009
This morning we had breakfast at the community centre near our place. Why? Because the toilets in the CC are cleaner.
Frankly, having an early breakfast at the community centre was not a bad idea. With the passing vehicles and the morning breeze to enjoy. While Zann had her take-away Mc kiddy meal, me and daddy had packed fried beehoon.
Fast forward to the time when I assisted Zann to go to the wee. Initially, she didn’t want to sit on the bowl. She felt insecured having her legs dangling in the air. But I told her I would support her. Fortunately, there was no hiccup, she listened with no time wasted.
It’s a different story after I have brought her to the level 5’s kiddy toilet bowl in White Sands. And it was level 5 all the way. There were two times she insisted going back even after we had left. Bringing her to the toilets at other levels was no use. She would rather endure till we went back home.
Messages from a 3yo
February 26, 2009
Please be assured that I am growing up, even though I may be acting stubborn at times.
Please let me be dependent on you even though I may act independent at times.
Please continue to watch and protect me even though there are times I insist on doing things myself.
Please enforce sensible rules on me to keep me disciplined even though I may misbehave and say “No” to you.
Please expect me to think of other people’s feelings and wants at all times even though I may not follow what you said.
Potty-trained
February 21, 2009So my efforts were finally paid off.
Zann was diaperless in the school today. Including doing the first trial last night too. Preciously there were so many times which she refused to wear the underwears I have bought for her. But after so many rounds of persuasion and using online games as a reward, she finally listens.
She was hooked on Peep and The Big Wide World for now.
You can imagine how happy I was when she told me she wanted to pee after she woke up this morning. I quickly brought her to the toilet bowl. Both of us were even hugging each other and clapping as well.
Eh…wait. We haven’t tested the going out part. Not all public toilets are children-friendly. Maybe I should let her try the squat bowl if i can find one. We shall see how.
When she becomes irritating
January 12, 2009Sometimes it’s a chore when I am outside with Zann. It’s even hard work when I face challenging times from her. Even though she doesn’t have a habit of pestering me to buy toys, she will not leave the place if she sees something she adores.
And that’s when I find her irritating.
She refused to give up that blue truck, even though her face told me that she’s tired. Since she’s not moving, I got her a stool. The 15 minutes of waiting paid off.
I did not enjoy this moment when she actually sat in the mid of carpark. I lost my temper and raised my voice at her. Both of us had invited the un-neccessary attention. She has sat there for about 20 mins.
