This blog started as a blog for my daugther, Zara, whom we were blessed to have after 5years of trying and praying. We have then moved on to my own domain, after our 2nd girl, Zaria was born. Now this will be my space, for my views, my recipes, my take.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Stupid Mummy
Monday, June 26, 2006
Waiting
Here's a conversation that took place before I left.
Me : Zara mummy sit airplane go work work ok?
Zara : Cannot. Mummy go work work, Zara cry.
Me : Mummy will buy you nice baju (Malay : clothes), pretty shoes, and a big big present woh. Ok?
Zara : Ok.
Me : What present does Zara want mummy to get?
Zara : Hmm.. (deep in thought), Ribena. Zara want mummy buy Ribena.
Haha. Such an innocent request.
Daddy told me Zara has been very good whole day yesterday. She only cried after she heard my voice when I called home before her bed time. But Daddy managed to calm her down by telling her if she cried, mummy will also cry when at work, then both Zara and mummy will be crying. She stopped after that, such a sensible child.
I will keep blogging to minimal as I'll be kept busy in meetings and shopping after work.
Friday, June 23, 2006
19 Months Old
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Free Rides
She probably likes the duck ride the most, because it was the first ride she has.
The lion was found at the check out counter. She likes Lion, so she seemed to like this too.
Hmm.. Now, she's a bit bored.. Too many free rides already. Monday, June 19, 2006
Hurricane Zara
Having Zara around is fun, but it also means the house can never be tidy, every where she 'sweeps' through, either a small mess or a big mess is created.
Daddy and I sometimes call her Hurricane Zara.
The worst hit area is the living room, where she has her 3 boxes of toys, a small shelf of books, her box of CD/VCD/DVDs, her box of colouring and drawing stationary.
Depending on her fancy, she helps herself with whatever she wants to do for the moment.
It may mean pouring out a bottle of glass pebbles;
Then going to her shelf of books, digs for the one she wants, in the mean time scattering the rest on the floor.
And then she decides she wants to draw, so she reaches for her box of drawing tools and papers, takes them all out, draws a few lines on the paper
A moment later, she goes back to her box of toys, takes out her cooking set, and starts to do cooking.
A big messy trail is left behind, all within 30mins.
When we bring her up to the room, the same process happens, but b'cos she has less toys up stairs, all she gets to mess up is her stack of books.
How can I do without a maid? With Hurricane Zara sweeping through the house so often?
Friday, June 16, 2006
Zara at Play
And here is another way she spends her days at home, playing with her balls. She says she's playing badminton, using her toy masak-masak (Malay: cooking set) spatula as the racquet. She's muttering "Oh-Dear Oh-Dear" when her ball got kicked away from her sight, and she's saying "What to do? What to do?".
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Zara's Talk II
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Zara's Talk
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Thumb vs Pacifier
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Ranting
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Speech Development
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Encounter with a handsome boy
Monday, June 05, 2006
Weekend knick knacks
Daddy kicked the ball into the goal post and Zara shouted hooray (trust her be the goal keeper huh?)
Happy, Sweaty Zara.
As for Zara, she has been crazy about cheese. On both Sat and Sun, all she wanted for breakfast and lunch was, "bread and cheese". Offered her anything and she turned her face and said, "Don't want". So it was bread and cheese for her.
On Sat morning, she even woke up and I think she was trying to tell me what she dreamt about (but of course she's too young to know what a dream is). She told me first thing in the morning when she opened her eyes, "Got big big cheese." before she smiled and stretched.
Anybody knows any good but not too salty cheese to go with bread or cracker for the little one? I'd been giving her Kraft, Baby Bell and the smiling cow cheese spread. We give her some of our gourmet chedder as well, but it's too salty and I always feel guilty after giving her some.

