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These days around midnight or close, I'd find myself in a state of shock. Like last night, I was lying down on the floor next to the coffee table watching Idol, I saw a pair of (toddler's) legs from under it. Other times while I was in the kitchen, I'd catch glimpses of a tottering entity in the dark, accompanied by clicking sounds of the pacifier ring hitting against it's shield. Pumpkin

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If you're the type who has the habit of buying clothes for your kids way before they can fit into them, avoid buying trousers in advance for 2-4yr old girls. Cos that's when they're most likely to be newly toilet-trained and wearing trousers can be a nightmare when you're out in public. They have the habit of telling you only at the last minute. The only time Munches gets to wear her jeans is

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Dressing Kids Up Tip #8 - The right jeans.Big Blood (note: new term for the big brother) recently came back from a US flight with new clothes for the girls. Among them were a pair of jeans each. You see I'm rather particular with jeans so I don't exactly know how to say this without hurting his feelings. But flare jeans for kids are kind of wimpy for now. Not all jeans look cool. They have to be

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When I was growing up, I remember constantly being reminded to salam or acknowledge people I come in contact with, esp those elder than me. But these days, the teenagers I come in contact with seem to have no decency for that. They can go googoo gaga over your kids but completely ignore the person whose bleeding p*p*k/vjayjay tore to make way for these babies. Not even an eye-contact, what more a

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We did low-key for her 4th which was just a mini-celebration at school. Aaand we finally got her a bicycle. Tried dissuading her from the pink bikes but it failed (obviously). This was a compromise and of course the psycho mother who was unwilling to disgrace her (imaginary) indie-rock reputation had to pry off every existing tacky sticker found on it. And hoping to replace it with skulls

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Munchkin is in a highly fidgetive and talkative phase.We were at a mall and she insisted on holding on to a disposable chopstick after we had our food. She fidgeted with it and kept dropping it while we walked so the frustrated mom who was gripping her hand on one hand and carrying a plastic bag on the other said "CAN YOU STOP PLAYING WITH THE CHOPSTICK?". The next minute, we were in a shop and

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Dressing Kids Up Tip #7 - The right polo.I have a love-hate relationship with polo t-shirts. Hate when they're over-sized or when the sleeves appear poofy. Love when they're vintage, snug and striped. Just exactly how Shibly wears it.Photo courtesy of Natyler.

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This thing with colors was inspired by Jarvis Cocker.extracted from an interview:Camille: Jarvis did this thing that I love. At first I thought it was weird, but now I like it. When we go out he checks to see what I'm wearing, like the colours or shapes. It's not that he tries to match me but he can dress in the same family of colours. It's this old school way of showing that you belong.Jarvis:

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One of the things I like about having a mini-collective of my own is, they become an outlet for my lunatic obsession with color-coords. Not a fan of identical getups though. It's just colors.

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5yrs ago, I sniggered and rolled my eyes at disgusting crazy-ass parents who'd queue over an hour with/for their kids for a space to watch one of those free kiddy shows in the malls on school hols even tho the kids didn't ask for it.Karma's a bitch.

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If I ever have a boy, he has to have a Fred Perry.

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A history of Singapore's band scene

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We arranged for band practice on Saturday so in order not to feel so bad about leaving the kids, I took them out earlier in the day for some fun.In hopes to tire them out so when they spend the next couple of hours sleeping at home minded by Matriarch and helper, we ran for practice. When Sunday came, Mister had to sleep in after a graveyard shift but I've gotten used to doing things with the kid

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Munchkin is turning into that irritating attention-hogger brat who tries to weasel her way into the center. The 5yr old Birthday Girl has always been sweet and giving towards her. Like always, she included Munch in playing together, consoled when Munch sulked about not being able to play with the toy she wanted, making the other kids take turns and letting Munch have the first turn. I was in awe

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Munchkin is currently obsessed with flowers and (the act of) planting thanks to Tigger and Friends so Shad's science experiment triggered me to let her try one.She has been overly excited about it, going "Mama! Mama! Come and see my plant! So tall now!" for the past 2 days when I got home from work. The BEST part of this is.. I was able to con her into sleeping early so she could see how tall it

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I recently took a tour at Dialogue in the Dark Singapore, the experience of being blind was pretty overwhelming cos admit it, how often do we appreciate the gift of sight? We (a group of 5) were being led by a blind guide to places like a park, city, cafe and boat ride. All in complete darkness. Your other senses are subconsciously maximised to make up for the absence of sight. We were not

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Latest episode of Gossip Girl set me skyrocket love for Plastiscines (a girl-band love since Sahara Hotnights). Because ALL I EVER WANTED was a RICKENBACKER. I've always loved girl bands but I hate it when girls do it out of some kind of boy-bashing.

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I've been to a couple of talks on digital nation and I highly agree that we need to just go with the flow of technology.I know many who refuse to succumb to Facebook just cos 'everyone's doing it' or some who can't be bothered to get on Twitter cos they don't see the need. Or for everything/everyone else, we're just plain lazy when it comes to the registration part. But we shouldn't be.Not that

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This black shift dress from Gap caught my attention.But I can feel the spouse rolling his eyes at it. I can feel it in my bones. I don't know why.Before the baby shift dresses came, there were these from my ebay addiction days:I didn't know they were capable of pro-creating. Probably doing it in the corners of the wardrobe.

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Its been a while since we did something like this. Our keyboardist is back in Singapore. Looks like we're going to be a bit busy.

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Main culprit for the absence has to be the (not so) new handphone cos my little twitter community enjoys mini-pics and text of less than 140 characters (i love my intimate twitter circle btw cos they're small and consists of mainly girls).And Eid this year hasn't been very merry cos Matriarch was away for a mini-pilgrimage and was back only on the 2nd day which we then spent catching up and

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Don't you have days where you get random thoughts which you wish you could discuss it but when you wait, it disappears or you simply lose the mood? I often have a lot of things to say to my kids but they wouldn't understand it now (I tried to tell Munchkin why she shouldn't go around telling people "Mama got 'pampers' stuck to underwear"). So for not wanting to forget the things I want to say, I

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Dressing Kids Up Tip #6 - The right sneakers.If there is only one wearable item you are allowed to splurge on your kid/s, let it be sneakers. A good pair of sneakers can compliment the whole look. Nice sneakers can make cheap clothes look good. Fugly shoes can make expensive clothes look bad. Even if you're not allowed to splurge on big brands, then opt logo-less and plain. No cartoons or

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My current squeeze - Melon Milk! thanks to the spouse.did you think it was something else?

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I'm officially the lousiest blogging mom around cos I don't take enough photographs of our short vacations. It's just so troublesome to be fiddling with a camera in the presence of the two kids.Anyway, we did it again. 8-10hr long coach ride gives you much reason to stuff the kids with things you don't normally give.The thing I was most thankful for was, Pumpkin's poop time. It was always when we

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