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It is only natural to feel anxious when our kids are taking examinations. As parents, we often feel that the responsibility of children performing well in their exams partially lies with us. Since Renzo entered Primary school last year, I've been going through revision with him before his term tests, just like most other parents do. I must say I'm really blessed that Renzo has never given me

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Last week, Renzo had a Chinese mock test in school, which we were completely unaware of, and he wasn't prepared for it either but he aced his paper somehow. I wouldn't say we were very surprised at his result, because he did well for his Chinese during P1 anyway, although he always thinks Chinese is his weakest subject since it's a language he doesn't use at home. We didn't send Renzo for any

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Thanks to my 4-5 hours sleep a day body, I find myself looking out the window from my seat, staring down at the clouds below while everyone else in my row were nodding away, deep in their sleep. My business flights on planes without in-flight entertainment (no thanks to Tiger Air) oftentimes gives me those moment of solitude outside of my house when I can quiet down and reflect on myself. Just

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As the final week of the year approaches, sitting here in my bedroom with the kids sound asleep in their's, the overwhelming feeling starts to creep onto me. The very fact that my Renzo is no longer the newbie primary school kid and is well on his way to the second year of his formal education (not to say kindergarten wasn't formal but heck, there weren't grading of the sort that gets anxiety

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Parents nowadays spend tons of money outside their child's school hours, at tutorial centers, enrichment classes and even indoor playhouses, they look at what different programs the place has to offer, how good the teachers are, how many sessions their child need to attend in order to show improvement, etc, etc. However, in the hustle and bustle of the hunt, parents often forget that the best

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"Renzo, mummy felt really upset this morning because you didn't even bother to finish your breakfast on time, you know that we are rushing for school bus every morning, how can you take your own sweet time to eat while watching TV?! How did you feel when I didn't chat with you, wait for school bus with you, and wave at you when you got on the bus?!! I will probably feel sad for the whole day but

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If you are expecting to read my opinion about "academic result is not everything" after the recent news about changes to PSLE scoring and Secondary One postings, since Renzo and his peers will be the first batch to experience the change in 2021, let me just say, that's not the message I am trying to convey here. As I mentioned in my post about our 1st PTM experience, Renzo has been doing well

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Recently I have a few friends who've been browsing through my facebook photos, asked me the same question, "How do you have the time to make cute breakfast for your son every morning?!". So yes, after Renzo entered Primary School since January 2016, I've been preparing his breakfast every morning and some time around the Lunar New Year period, I challenged myself to make cute "Monkey"

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Renzo's June school holiday has officially kicked start last week on May 28, and we went for a 3D2N trip to Malaysia Legoland to "celebrate" his holiday + Rynus didi's birthday. It's Renzo's 4th time and Rynus' 3rd time there and we had loads of fun as the boys have grown a bit older to try out more rides. Anyway so, after that trip, Renzo is back on his usual routine again as Daddy and Mummy

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In the blink of an eye, Renzo has been attending primary school for nearly half a year, so before we welcome the June school holiday which is going to kick start in just 1 day (or probably already started to some), most parents are anticipating some nerve wrenching moment with teachers during PTM in the past few days or weeks. And we just attended ours yesterday morning. Were we nervous about

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[WARNING: LOADS OF PICTURES] A few days back, we bumped into an upstairs neighbor, whose elder son is going to primary school next year, he casually asked us about our opinions on Renzo's primary school, and then he popped an interesting question, which I've been getting often from my own friends recently too: "So, your son is at home the entire afternoon with your helper alone? Won't he run

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During Renzo March school holiday, I treated him and my older niece to Universal Studio and it's a super fun day for all of us. My twin sister and I have very different personalities and being the most adventurous and sporty one in the family, she was having so much fun with her girl, my elder niece. They tried on every single ride in the theme park. And just that horrifying Battlestar Galactica

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When we noticed that every night as we chat with Renzo about his day in school, he always twitters “goooooooood!” while his voice turns honey sweet at the same time, we know he’s been loving and enjoying his school, very much.  I know we've prepared him well, he has prepared himself well, but I must say, he really has this amazing preschool that prepared him extremely well!  I've

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Every time after I snap at Renzo for an act of mischievousness or misconduct, at the end of the day when everyone is asleep, I think to myself in the serenity and peace of the night, what could I have done otherwise in the course of nurturing Renzo to have prevented that action. It was no different last night. I was in the living room and giving Renzo an earful for playfully slapping

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The evening before Renzo's first day of primary school, my facebook news feed had a sudden influx of status updates, with doubts and excitements from my friends whose kids are also starting Primary School in 2016. So needless to say, the following morning, I started to see loads of pictures, of my friends' P1 kids in brand new uniforms and school bags, and of course, Renzo being one of them! In

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TIME FLIES!!! In just less than 15 days, Renzo is going to kiss goodbye the childcare center he's been attending daily from 7am to 7pm (well to 5:30pm for his case), and enter the next stage of his life, Primary School!! It's a bitter sweet moment to witness Renzo putting on his graduation gown and Mortar board cap, as I told him, this is the only time in life when he could put them on

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Last night, Renzo and Rynus were playing happily together with a new easel our friends bought as an early Christmas present for Rynus. As there are 2 sets of magnetic letters, they were sharing them happily and the conversation went: Renzo: "Rynus didi can I have the letter A please?" Rynus: "Yes sure.."Renzo: "Thank you Rynus didi!" Rynus: "You are welcome!" It went a few rounds and as hubby

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Last week, Renzo completed a "benchmark" test for all K2 kids conducted in his childcare for all 3 subjects including English, Chinese and Math, and it's meant for the school to use as a benchmark in order to assess and improve their school curriculum. He did pretty well as expected, all thanks to his dedicated teachers in school and of course, he has put in efforts in his daily studies for

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Last Friday, on November 06, we brought Renzo to attend his Primary One orientation and as he's our first born, everything was so fresh to us. About 4 days before the orientation day, we received a letter from his primary school, indicating his class name and enclosing a set of forms to fill up and submit during orientation. I am glad that some of the tips I read online about what to expect

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I want to start the post by sharing this quote from Gary Chapman, the famous author of The 5 Love languages series. “Inside every child is an ‘emotional tank’ waiting to be filled with love. When a child really feels loved, he will develop normally, but when the love tank is empty, the child will misbehave. Much of the misbehavior of children is motivated by the cravings of an empty ‘love

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Today, August 12, 2015, our little man Renzo Chan, who is responsible for making us Dad and Mum for the very first time in our lives, has just turned 6! I often tell people I dote on Renzo a lot because it's so hard to give birth to him!! Yes read my labour story here and you will know why, 17 hours of labour with no painkiller, assisted with vacuum cup with high chance of emergency

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Standing by our main door, staring down at a timid Renzo, I was still catching my breathe after giving Renzo an earful for not holding onto his promise... He was holding back tears of fear, I was holding back tears of disappointment... The day before was day one of the long weekend, the Jubilee celebration of Singapore's 50th year of independence. He would usually clear his schoolwork after

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Origami, the art of paper folding has proven to be so much more than just a beautiful craft idea. One of the amazing things about origami is that you can take a flat piece of paper, and turn it into a three dimensional object. This type of manipulation helps children understand spatial reasoning. Daddy Chan has always been great with origami. He teaches Renzo how to fold heart shape for making

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I realized this is the 3rd time I writing a "Happy Father's Day" post. I did it once in 2013, and another time in 2014. So, this time I am going to keep it short, really short.. Here's a father's day present from Renzo Chan, he's asked to draw "something that keeps Daddy happy" by his childcare teacher. And knowing his dad extremely well, Renzo drew a picture of himself watching Daddy playing

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June 11. 2015, it's just another normal Friday morning, I was preparing to set off for work while Daddy Chan came home with a letter, after dropping the boys at their childcare center, he looked absolutely overjoyed... The letter was from our #1 choice of Primary School we've been planning to register Renzo with, informing us about details on Phase 2B registration. No there's still no

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