Gee, more than 10 days I’d not posted anything?

There is so much happening at home.
1) We celebrated Zara’s 6th birthday (yes she’s SIX now, I started this site when she was 8months plus, what does this mean? I’d been blogging for more than 5 years now!)
2) We had a joined birthday celebration for both the girls in school although Zaria’s birthday is not until another month’s time
3) Girls had their school concert
4) Girls went to a couple of birthday parties, which of course means they have a swell time.

And me, what I’d been up to?

Lots of this

Baking, simple cup cake decorating, cookies decorating, for the girls as well as a couple of orders I’d taken. Hop on to my cooking site for more pix, but then again, I’d not been very up to date there as well. o.O”

And playing lots for Farm Story, Restaurant Story.

Farm Story, Restaurant Story is sooo addicting. Even Zaria is asking me daily, “Mum, have you checked your restaurant yet?”
“Mum, can I help you to water other people’s farm?”
(Daddy is so going to nag me)
Ok, Ok, I do limit myself to check on the farm and the restaurant like 3, 4 times a day.
Anyway, the girls are always crowding around and asking, “Are you done yet? It’s my turn.”

I have to work on these soon :

1) Write about Zara’s birthday
2) Write about Girls’ concert
3) Get Zara’s school uniform, bag, shoes, sorted out
4) Get the Christmas tree up

And it’s already December. *sweat*

Sometimes I wonder where this little chilli padi (Malay : Bird eye chilli) learns how to speak like this.

Her teacher told us in her latest progress report that she remembers things the teacher said even long time ago, and applies them when she sees fit. So I guess, the surprise phrases she throws to us occasionally must have been picked up either from me or Zara or maybe even from TV or school.

We went cycling one evening, I walked, and the girls cycled on their respective bicycles. I had to keep up with Zara who’s on a bigger bicycle, so I left Zaria a few paces behind.
Zaria called out to me, “Maaa!!! You want to let your child get banged by a car is it?”
o.O”

We went out for ice cream, and she messed up the table, so I scolded her. She rolled her eyes and told me, “(If) You want to scold your daughter, just go ahead.”
o.O”

I have been taking a couple of baking orders recently, so I’d been doing a lot of baking at home. Most of the time, the girls will ask if they could try something just out of the oven, but I always told them they can’t because it’s for Auntie or Uncle.
Zaria frowned and told me on one of these occaions, “Why you never bake anything if it’s not (an) order anymore?” o.O”

She came upstairs to ask to play some games one evening while I was about to start a teleconference with my boss. So I told her, “Mummy cannot talk to you now, Mummy is going to have a meeting with mummy’s boss.”
She frowned and said, “Ya. Blah Blah Blah.” and walked off. o.O”

Having sensible kids is like having something precious stacked some where, which will occasionally bring a smile to your face. Do you agree?

Zara is turning 6 next week, besides still being rough when playing (the shouting, the shoving when she doesn’t get her way) and doing occasional crazy stunts (riding her new bike down a slope in full speed), she’s growing up to be rather sensible.

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We asked her how she wanted to celebrate her 6th birthday.
She said she wanted to have it in Jungle Gym.
I told her Jungle Gym is very expensive, we cannot afford to hold a party for her there.
She asked how come Zaria can celebrate her birthdays there?
I told her, that’s because Zaria only invited one guest, Tasha (my niece).
She asked how many guest she’s allowed if she wanted a party in Jungle Gym?
I said the most is 3.
So, she said for her birthday, she will invite only Tasha, Chloe and Chiyi (kids from the neighbourhood), that’s all.
Then I asked her, what should we have for lunch before playing.
She said she wanted to go to Grand Imperial which is also in BSC.
I told her that’s a very expensive restaurant.
So she said, “Then, you just cook a big pot of nasi lemak and bring there, and we can have nasi lemak for lunch.” O.O”
Good idea!
I’m actually trying to check out if Jungle Gym allows outside food to be brought in, so I can order pizza (her favourite food) for her friends before the play. I’d been trying to call Jungle Gym but no one picked up the published phone number (can’t you beat that?). So if any of you know the answer, please let me know.

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I was just complaining before bed time, “So long I didn’t do my exercise. Aigh.. You girls never remind me also.”
Zara answered, “Well (this seems to be her favourite word before a start of answer nowadays)…. this is not daddy’s (body), this is not your daughters’ (body), this is yours, so you must remember yourself.”
O.o”

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Daddy spend 30 minutes to 1hr coaching Zara on her Bahasa Malaysia everynight. Zara doesn’t appreciate the language, and always trying to avoid Bahasa Revision time.
She negotiated with Daddy. Daddy will spend half the time with her on Bahasa, and she will spend half the time coaching Daddy with Chinese.
And Yes, she’s more comfortable with Chinese now, and can write a few words confidently, so in her ‘class’, she’ll ask Daddy to translate what she wrote into English, of give Daddy 听写 (Chinese spelling).
One particular day, we only had 30mins before bed time, and she told Daddy they should do Chinese instead of Bahasa.
Daddy told her, “It’s more imporant for you to learn Bahasa than for Daddy to learn Chinese.”
She replied, “It’s important for you to learn Chinese. If you don’t know Chinese, when you go to China (for work) what are you going to do?” o.O”

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And here is the Ms-Coming-To-6-Year-Old frying an egg. I just started letting the girls do some egg frying for their own lunches recently.

One day, just out of fun, we had this discussion.

Me : *asking the girls* “Do you think you are my children? I think maybe the stork delivered you to me.”
Zara : “No, we are your children. If we are not your children then you’ll have to have another baby. You’ll have 3 daughters!”
Me : “Huh? Why do I have to have another baby?”
Zara : “(Because) You don’t take a husband for no reason.” o.O” (looks like, to her, husbands are only meant for reproduction purpose!)

Zara : “Anyway, I can feel your intestine last time.”
Me : “When you were in my stomach?” o.O”
Zara : “Ya, and I was playing with the umblical cord.” o.O”
Zara : “I can (could) hear your voice.” o.O”
Me : “What did I say?”
Zara : “I can’t remember.”
Isn’t this spooky? Although she said it’s true, but I think she only said this as she saw the videos I showed her on youtube.

Zara : “And I have your eyes.”
Me : “Zaria doesn’t have my eyes, so maybe she’s not my daughter”
Zara : “She has daddy’s genes”

Now Zaria interupted and asked : “What’s jeans? I have Daddy’s jeans?”

But Zara ignored her and continued : “Her eyes are like Daddy. And, she has Ah Kong’s (Hokkien : Maternal grandfather’s) bulgy forehead. She has Ah Kong genes, so she’s also your daughter.”

Hmm.. ok.. she does know her stuff.

Zara has been attending the Yamaha JMC class since last July. She has just started her Book 4 in October.

It was quite a struggle initially to get her to practice, and pay attention, but now, she seems to enjoy playing those musical pieces, and is quite motivated to practice.

She’s doing quite well in her keyboard playing, and she memorises all the musical pieces instead of reading the notes from the book when she plays. She’s still rather weak in note reading, and I hope she’ll pick up.

Occasionally, she even creates her own musical pieces; or adding the left hand chords herself when the teacher has only taught in class how to play the piece with one hand. Too bad her notes reading/writing is not very good, or I can ask her to start writing those notes down as she composed.

Here is a video playing The Little Red Shoe in her book 4, recorded 2 weeks back.