{"id":826,"date":"2008-03-25T23:58:02","date_gmt":"2008-03-25T15:58:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=826"},"modified":"2008-03-26T00:04:54","modified_gmt":"2008-03-25T16:04:54","slug":"spicy-chilli-padi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=826","title":{"rendered":"Spicy Chilli Padi – 15th months almost"},"content":{"rendered":"

My chilli padi Zaria is getting ‘spicier’.<\/p>\n

\"Many<\/p>\n

Coming to 15 months, she’s learnt how to \u00e4\u00ba\u2030\u00e5\u00ae\u00a0 or ‘fight for attention’.
\nIf either of us\u00c2\u00a0we were reading to Zara, she will come with her book, squeeze for a space on\u00c2\u00a0our\u00c2\u00a0lap with her buttocks, and then say, “Book book.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Although we trained her to sit in a car seat since birth, she still complains and wants to wiggle herself\u00c2\u00a0out (and most times she succeeds); possibly because both Zara and I sit at the back.<\/p>\n

At meal times,\u00c2\u00a0we have to use a linen cloth to strap\u00c2\u00a0her\u00c2\u00a0up on her highchair (we never had to do that with Zara). When we don’t, she will get out of the high chair, and try to get on to the dining table (and mess the dishes up) or just stand on the high chair giving us the victory grin.<\/p>\n

When she gets hold of the house key, she’ll try to reach for the key hole chanting, “Go Go Go..”<\/span>, probably planning for an escape.<\/p>\n

We call her the great Houdini<\/a>.<\/p>\n

\"Zaria,<\/p>\n

She’s rather stubborn and no matter how many times we’d told her not to touch the rubbish bin, she still likes to put her hands in the bin and then exclaimed, “Tir-ty”<\/span> (dirty).<\/p>\n

On speech development, she is picking up words like a hungry sponge.<\/p>\n

She now knows how to ‘complain’ when Zara snatched things away from her by screaming. When I ask what happened, she’ll point to Zara and say, “Che-che.. fight.”<\/span><\/p>\n

She also knows how to relate experience in her simple English.
\nOnce there was a thunderstorm and Zara was crying because she’s very scared of thunder. I went down and asked what happened, Zaria pointed to Zara and said, “Che-che.. (thun)der. *patted her own chest* Scared scared…\u00c2\u00a0Kai Kai (cry cry).”<\/span><\/p>\n

She answers “Za-yah”<\/span> when we ask her “What’s your name?”.<\/span>
\nShe\u00c2\u00a0answers “Za-wah”<\/span> when we ask her “What’s jiejie’s name?”<\/span><\/p>\n

When we go out, she’ll go to the shoe rack and picks up her shoes, claiming “Za-yah‘s<\/strong><\/em>“<\/span>. And then point to Zara’s shoes and says, “Che-che‘s<\/em><\/strong>“<\/span>, and then to mine and says, “Mummy‘s<\/em><\/strong>“<\/span><\/p>\n

When she has snot in her nose, she’ll be telling us, “Nose.. wet, wet… dab dab (as in use tissue to dab)”<\/span>.<\/p>\n

She’s a sweet girl who hugs my leg and not let me get back to work<\/strike>; calls Jelly sweetly “Auntieeeee”<\/span> when she wants something and nobody is entertaining her<\/strike>; most of all, she’s Daddy’s girl. Always happy to see Daddy, and always calling him, “Daddy.. Daddy..”
\n\"Sweet<\/span><\/p>\n

Just for the record, she’s 77cm tall and weigh 8.2Kg. And her lower left molar has sprouted, making her teeth count to increase to 9 teeth.<\/span><\/p>\n

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