This morning, Baby Xin woke up and wanted to go into the bathroom to play with the water tap. She asked me to go with her and said: "Please?" several times.
When I refused to respond, she said: "I said please!" emphatically and wanted to hold my hand to take her into the bathroom. Another added vocabulary that she can use to her very advantage.
J lost his ring. Unbelievable, since he lost it at home, but it has not re-emerged despite us looking high and low for it. So, as compensation, J got us both 12th anniversary Atlas rings. Really beautiful.
And as the shop told us they are going to increase price by 28 Feb (increase 10-15%), I wanted to buy a pair of matching earrings too. And my dear hubby paid for it too. Thanks, dear!
But I still hope that the original platinum wedding ring that we bought from Tomei 12 years ago, will be found soon.
I am so proud of Yuan today. She showed me a small piece of contest form which she had filled in her details in pencil, and cut out by herself. I thought she wanted me to post it for her, then she explained that she had already won the prize. The teacher had told the class that the 3M magazine which the whole class subscribed to, had a contest running every month, and all they had to do was answer the question and put the cut-out form into a little contest box at the school bookshop. And Yuan did just that.
So today, she received the prize in the form of a science magazine, wrapped in plastic, together with her little cut-out contest form. What a resourceful little girl!
She said: "I've won this magazine and it is truly awesome."
I brought a few balloons home for Baby Xin today. She was playing with them the whole day. Then in the evening, after we have bathed and changed her, she continued playing with a balloon. While we weren't taking notice, we heard running water sounds coming from the bathroom. So we went to see, and lo and behold! It was Baby Xin, turning on the bathroom tap (used for filling up pails to mop the floor) and running the water on her balloon. Of course, in the process, she got herself and her pyjamas all wet too.
When J told her to stop and what a naughty girl she was, Baby Xin went into an instant defense mode. She came out of the bathroom and held up the balloon for us to see. She said: "Dirty, dirty, dirty...." while holding the balloon, trying to explain she wasn't really playing with water but was washing the dirty balloon. She looked ready to burst into tears.
So, I calmly told J that I would handle the situation. I said to Baby Xin: "Oh you were washing the balloon because it was dirty right?" She affirmed in her "mm" which means yes. Then I gently told her that she needed to change pyjamas because it was all wet, and led her to do so.
After she changed, I said gently to her that Papa was angry because she played with the water. Her face turned red and she looked ready to cry again (for real or not), and I quickly said, why don't she go say sorry to Papa. And so, with fresh pyjamas on, she trotted to J and said: "Sorry!" to him. And J couldn't do anything but smile at her and pick her up for a big hug.
Over the past 3 days, I went to Bangkok for a work trip. But what's best about this work trip is a little leisure with food and shopping.
Food-wise, we were taken to the Blue Elephant, a Thai restaurant and cooking school, for dinner. It's located near the Surasak BTS station. The colonial style building was beautiful, and the Thai cuisine was great. Here is the unique tea-pot which they served lemongrass tea at the end.
Shopping-wise, this is my first encounter with this designer brand made in Thailand called Jim Thompson. The founder was a ex-army officer from the USA who had a passion for Thai silk and made Bangkok his home, and created a business of reviving the Thai silk industry to the world. Of course, being designer brand, prices were "designer-grade" too, however, I am thankful to have the chance to visit its factory outlet, where out-of-season merchandise were offered at discounts of nearly 50%. I got a dress for Baby Xin and a few small items as gifts.
No matter how many times you have been to a place, there is always something new to experience.