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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUNQ304eCp7ImA9WxNUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842</id><updated>2009-11-08T14:04:52.330+08:00</updated><title>My Miracles</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>317</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/VickyChloesSite" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8HSXg8eCp7ImA9WxNUFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-3804891479859482656</id><published>2009-11-05T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:07:18.670+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-05T15:07:18.670+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PPP" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General" /><title>Body Odor</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You will definitely smell unpleasant to everyone if you have body odor. Diet, gender, genetic, health and medication will influence individual body odor. I’ll smell like maple syrup when I took fenugreek pill to boost my breast milk supply. *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss got body odor too and he love perfume. Nice cologne smell did cover his unpleasant smell. Sometime he used body lotion and it work for him too. But these few days perhaps he sweat a lot or maybe his cologne has finished, his odor smell came right to my nose when I get close to him. Gosh boss I guess it’s time for you to get a brand new cologne at &lt;a href="http://www.scent.net/"&gt;scents&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-3804891479859482656?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3804891479859482656?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3804891479859482656?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/11/body-odor.html" title="Body Odor" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcFRHg5fip7ImA9WxNVF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-8208430398843564658</id><published>2009-10-29T10:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:06:55.626+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-29T10:06:55.626+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>Alphabet cookie</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Suj4uItwTpI/AAAAAAAABog/XV1ofSq3LQ8/s1600-h/DSC01470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397837624900603538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Suj4uItwTpI/AAAAAAAABog/XV1ofSq3LQ8/s400/DSC01470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember those alphabet and numeric cookie we ate when we small? I bought some for Chloe last few weeks and she loves it very much. Eating it like a treasure for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Mommy you see M, M for Milk.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Yes then C for what?&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: C for Cat.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: No, C for Chloe and Cavin.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning is fun so learn in a fun way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-8208430398843564658?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/8208430398843564658/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=8208430398843564658" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/8208430398843564658?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/8208430398843564658?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/10/alphabet-cookie.html" title="Alphabet cookie" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Suj4uItwTpI/AAAAAAAABog/XV1ofSq3LQ8/s72-c/DSC01470.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8MR3k_eip7ImA9WxNVFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-5704272268239855765</id><published>2009-10-27T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:41:26.742+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-27T11:41:26.742+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cavin" /><title>Blowing</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SuZr3PpzA0I/AAAAAAAABoY/v9r50KbkEVI/s1600-h/Blowing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397119800288936770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SuZr3PpzA0I/AAAAAAAABoY/v9r50KbkEVI/s400/Blowing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently my little brat love to blow and playing his saliva. He is so cute blowing with that Bu…Bu…sound. The more we laugh the more he continues to blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-5704272268239855765?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/5704272268239855765/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=5704272268239855765" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/5704272268239855765?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/5704272268239855765?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/10/blowing.html" title="Blowing" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SuZr3PpzA0I/AAAAAAAABoY/v9r50KbkEVI/s72-c/Blowing.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkABQ3w8fSp7ImA9WxNVEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-2442998289080852637</id><published>2009-10-23T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:52:32.275+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-23T14:52:32.275+08:00</app:edited><title>Back to school</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="3"&gt;After been long quarantine at home due to HFMD, Chloe is back to school today. Red spots on her palm, foot, elbow and buttock is clear. Still remind 1 tiny small ulcer in her mouth but not very pain as its recovering. She starts to grab hard crunchy food like biscuit, meat &amp; etc. Her appetite is improving now. She had been cranky during the quarantine days, asking to go to school or follow me to work. This morning she is happily wearing her sports attire by her own and get ready to school. While drop her at the school this morning, her friends (both boys from year 4 but are daycare children too) warmly welcome her by holding her hand, leading her to class. I guess I know why she love to go to school. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-2442998289080852637?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/2442998289080852637/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=2442998289080852637" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/2442998289080852637?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/2442998289080852637?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-school.html" title="Back to school" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4BRnY5fSp7ImA9WxNWGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-7355669540566668351</id><published>2009-10-19T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:15:57.825+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-19T14:15:57.825+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>HFMD</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/StwD6OWhEpI/AAAAAAAABoQ/5Kv7swhvM38/s1600-h/103_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394190752502846098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/StwD6OWhEpI/AAAAAAAABoQ/5Kv7swhvM38/s400/103_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Saturday Chloe starts to complain her mouth pain. We thought she’s having normal ulcer, never thought she is diagnosed HFMD (Hand Foot Mouth Disease). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday while hubby bath her only found her foots and palms has red spots. This morning quickly send her to clinic. She has 4-5 ulcers in her mouth and all are quite big but no fever. Doctor said she going to recover after 3-4 days. Meanwhile she only willing to take some semi liquid food eg. ice-cream, milk with cereal, half boil egg and watery porridge. Currently we didn’t quarantine her from Cavin, as doctor said very rare it would happen to baby under 6 months because young baby still have mother immune protection furthermore he is an exclusive breastfeed baby. But we still will monitor and ask her not to touch and get close to her baby brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-7355669540566668351?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/7355669540566668351/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=7355669540566668351" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/7355669540566668351?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/7355669540566668351?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/10/hfmd.html" title="HFMD" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/StwD6OWhEpI/AAAAAAAABoQ/5Kv7swhvM38/s72-c/103_image.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQGRn08eip7ImA9WxNWFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-1571529691614006241</id><published>2009-10-16T12:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:45:27.372+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-16T12:45:27.372+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>I want durian</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After picked up Chloe at daycare and we proceed home. She saw some durian stalls along the road side and start asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chloe: I want durian.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Oh you want durian? You like it?&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Yes, I want durian please.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Wait for tomorrow, we dun have Tupperware to keep it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(I prefer to carry a big Tupperware of durian instead of torn that could hurt my leg while I carry the plastic bag with it. Oh should I say I’m very environment freely, no for plastic bag keke).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chloe: I want durian lahhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She keeps request and request. But luckily I did manage to calm her down and promise to get it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I manage to get her some durian. She immediate washes her hand after back home and enjoys her golden yellow durian happily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393053687070001170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Stf5wThrCBI/AAAAAAAABoI/W_XlP4Vj0Bw/s400/durian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-1571529691614006241?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/1571529691614006241/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=1571529691614006241" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/1571529691614006241?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/1571529691614006241?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-durian.html" title="I want durian" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Stf5wThrCBI/AAAAAAAABoI/W_XlP4Vj0Bw/s72-c/durian.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cBR3w_eSp7ImA9WxNWE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-5094618281339680765</id><published>2009-10-13T09:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:57:36.241+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-13T09:57:36.241+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cavin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gathering" /><title>Belated Full Moon Reception</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is super belated full moon reception. Due to some circumstances and H1N1, the reception keeps delay and only settled last Sunday. It took place at Garden Café, 1 Utama. A very nice deco and garden concept café. All foods are in reasonable price too. At first thoughts wants to take some nice family photo there, but it’s really busy to take care 2 kids in a same time. Furthermore baby Cavin doesn’t even want to take his nap neither in the stroller or carrier. He keeps observing the surrounding. At the end he gets cranky because of tiredness and we have no choice to leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893676682603554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/StPau0FXbCI/AAAAAAAABng/pyF2ZHJHQgI/s320/Garden+Cafe+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby Cavin with his favourites bolster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391892317832341730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/StPZft-N6OI/AAAAAAAABnY/lJGcGxL57Ek/s320/IMG_4187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My best buddies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391892305663494818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/StPZfAo8CqI/AAAAAAAABnQ/1nNJ6xexuUQ/s320/Garden+Cafe+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Group photo (exclude Wyneth as she is busy feeding Jonas med)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391893687122412626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/StPava-aRFI/AAAAAAAABno/uoJlk6ycYAg/s320/Garden+Cafe+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chloe &amp;amp; Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391895486777135714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/StPcYLNiEmI/AAAAAAAABnw/O_xr5Jwz4Lc/s320/C+%40+Garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Few shots of Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-5094618281339680765?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/5094618281339680765/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=5094618281339680765" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/5094618281339680765?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/5094618281339680765?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/10/belated-full-moon-reception.html" title="Belated Full Moon Reception" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/StPau0FXbCI/AAAAAAAABng/pyF2ZHJHQgI/s72-c/Garden+Cafe+006.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8GR3o_fCp7ImA9WxNXGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-3912111211917145484</id><published>2009-10-06T14:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T15:07:06.444+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-06T15:07:06.444+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cavin" /><title>My bald boy</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chloe has short curl hair. She only has been to salon once to shave her hair during full moon. Till now her hair growing very slow. All the time I was trimming her hair with eyebrow trimming scissors. Never though Cavin has lesser hair compared to Chloe. Today he is turning 5 months but still has a bald head. Really nice to touch his bald round head. *laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389379467616572098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SsrsElcR0sI/AAAAAAAABnI/xrIWsZqfGvQ/s320/Yes.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chole @ 5 months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389379461996413362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SsrsEQgVAbI/AAAAAAAABnA/Sd26JpM3GWo/s320/Cavin+4+mths+0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cavin @ 5 months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-3912111211917145484?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/3912111211917145484/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=3912111211917145484" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3912111211917145484?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3912111211917145484?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-bald-boy.html" title="My bald boy" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SsrsElcR0sI/AAAAAAAABnI/xrIWsZqfGvQ/s72-c/Yes.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YNSHo5eSp7ImA9WxNXEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-3510335854277217221</id><published>2009-09-28T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:13:19.421+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-28T12:13:19.421+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General" /><title>Holiday mood</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My office closed for a week last week in conjunction with the Hari Raya celebration. I’m being a SAHM for a week. It’s challenging to take care 2 kids especially the youngest just only going to turn 5 months next week. It’s a long busy and tired week for me. But I’m still lucky as my MIL help me a lot, at least I need not have to prepare lunch or dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today back to work again but I’m still in holiday mood. Oh..I’m so lazy to work, I wish I’m at home but I don’t really like to be a SAHM. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-3510335854277217221?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/3510335854277217221/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=3510335854277217221" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3510335854277217221?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3510335854277217221?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/09/holiday-mood.html" title="Holiday mood" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08ASX4_cSp7ImA9WxNRFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-6213160834194946730</id><published>2009-09-10T11:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:04:08.049+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-10T11:04:08.049+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cavin" /><title>Rolling Over</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sqhsmq9o6OI/AAAAAAAABmQ/XuEpH1ntHD8/s1600-h/picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379669166517709026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sqhsmq9o6OI/AAAAAAAABmQ/XuEpH1ntHD8/s400/picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 months old Cavin has a new talent now. He can roll over from his back and front. When placed on his stomach he will lift up his head and shoulders high. He can easily feel exhausted doing this mini push up. He starts mouthing object too. Tasty fist is his first target and, he can suck it soundly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-6213160834194946730?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/6213160834194946730/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=6213160834194946730" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/6213160834194946730?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/6213160834194946730?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/09/rolling-over.html" title="Rolling Over" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sqhsmq9o6OI/AAAAAAAABmQ/XuEpH1ntHD8/s72-c/picnik.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUMRnk-fip7ImA9WxNREE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-2841141164126735186</id><published>2009-09-04T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:24:47.756+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-04T12:24:47.756+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>Don’t want friend you</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SqCUKhMeg3I/AAAAAAAABmI/wdFmswyHJPo/s1600-h/DSC01025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377460863510676338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SqCUKhMeg3I/AAAAAAAABmI/wdFmswyHJPo/s320/DSC01025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I busy washing my breast pump and get myself ready to bed. While Chloe has been changed and put to bed. Naughty Chloe sneak out and play in living room. Therefore she gets scold from her daddy. When back to bedroom she was sitting on my bed and said this: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chloe: I don’t want friend daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: Oh you don’t want friend me ar?&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Yes (node her head), I want friend mommy.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: Then you go sleep with mommy tonight.&lt;br /&gt;(2 kids sleep with me on queen size bed as I need to breastfeed Cavin at night. While hubby sleep on single mattress next to us. Sometime Chloe would squeeze in with her daddy)&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Okay (pack her blanket and pillow to sleep on my bed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny when heard she said don’t want friend you. It remind me my primary time, childishly we like to use this sentence too. *laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-2841141164126735186?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/2841141164126735186/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=2841141164126735186" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/2841141164126735186?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/2841141164126735186?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-want-friend-you.html" title="Don’t want friend you" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SqCUKhMeg3I/AAAAAAAABmI/wdFmswyHJPo/s72-c/DSC01025.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8MQXg9fSp7ImA9WxNSGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-6220594956607419753</id><published>2009-09-03T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:18:00.665+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-03T11:18:00.665+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shopping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>Shopping with Chloe</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sp80PgrhWWI/AAAAAAAABmA/kSarct3qta8/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377073921178818914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sp80PgrhWWI/AAAAAAAABmA/kSarct3qta8/s400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;All the while Chloe is very good when outing. Normally she will sit still in her stroller or holding our hand. Sometime hubby would bring her alone to hypermarket doing some grocery. He will let her running and walking all by herself. I disagreed with hubby but he just replied me she won’t running far and always will turn back check on him. Well from the beginning stage she still okay but thing start to get worst when she becomes braver. She can run far without turning back. I told her no more shopping without holding hand. Maybe some kids with not listen and start throw tantrum. It’s always best to stop the shopping and return home. I guess after few times like this the kids can behave well when outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, where is XXX. I thought you look after him/her”.&lt;br /&gt;“No I thought you are the one look after him/her”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this sound familiar to you? Curious kids definitely will run around the store. So during shopping it’s important to tell your partner to look after your child when you need some time alone to check your own things. Don’t play the guessing or I thought games to avoid any regretful incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-6220594956607419753?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/6220594956607419753/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=6220594956607419753" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/6220594956607419753?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/6220594956607419753?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-with-chloe.html" title="Shopping with Chloe" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sp80PgrhWWI/AAAAAAAABmA/kSarct3qta8/s72-c/untitled.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04DSXc9fSp7ImA9WxNSGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-3408475723626064565</id><published>2009-09-02T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:19:38.965+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-02T15:19:38.965+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General" /><title>Triple celebrations</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday check calendar and found that next year 1st day of Chinese New Year fall on Valentine’s Day (14th February). That day is also our 6th Anniversary. We don’t think we could celebrate it. Valentine’s Eve surely have our family gathering dinner. The actual date many restaurants will close. I told hubby maybe we can celebrate one month later on 14th of March to avoid crowded and those expensive candle light dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-3408475723626064565?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/3408475723626064565/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=3408475723626064565" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3408475723626064565?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3408475723626064565?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/09/triple-celebrations.html" title="Triple celebrations" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMCRng5fCp7ImA9WxNSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-7688906611699188418</id><published>2009-08-24T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:34:27.624+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-24T17:34:27.624+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>Fully diaperless</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SpJejsp0wsI/AAAAAAAABl4/jUzzmPceVJk/s1600-h/DSC0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373461272781439682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SpJejsp0wsI/AAAAAAAABl4/jUzzmPceVJk/s400/DSC0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been almost 3 weeks Chloe didn’t wee wee on her diaper at night. I didn’t force her to diaperless during night sleep. Actually I wish to wait till her bladder gets more mature and plan to start the mission next year. The night before I wear her on diaper and tease her still wee wee on her diaper although she already a big girl. Never though she gets this seriously and didn’t wee wee on her diaper on the subsequent night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime she would make noise and cried on her sleep. I’ll ask her whether she got urge. She would cry while I sit her on the potty. Now we still wear her on diaper to avoid she accidentally bed wetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might go to Ikea to get mattress protector before the sales end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-7688906611699188418?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/7688906611699188418/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=7688906611699188418" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/7688906611699188418?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/7688906611699188418?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/08/fully-diaperless.html" title="Fully diaperless" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SpJejsp0wsI/AAAAAAAABl4/jUzzmPceVJk/s72-c/DSC0.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUINR3Y9eCp7ImA9WxNTFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-9210183483475091370</id><published>2009-08-18T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:26:36.860+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-18T17:26:36.860+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cavin" /><title>Bottle strike</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SopzwkRAXXI/AAAAAAAABlg/ASg_r8Yz4fw/s1600-h/DSC01261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371232783798656370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SopzwkRAXXI/AAAAAAAABlg/ASg_r8Yz4fw/s320/DSC01261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cavin is 3 months plus now and weight 6kg. Previously he was a good drinker but now the nightmare has come. He starts bottle strike (refuse bottle). He prefer suck direct from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surf net for info and some said is refuse milk period but this phase might pass very soon. Some said because the organ can’t take too many proteins and start to slow down and cut the milk intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried many ways eg. Feed in quiet room, feed while rocking, walking &amp;amp; etc. The best way is feed him while he is half sleep, else he will cranky and cried badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has almost 2 weeks plus still no good progress. Now I will try to source different teat that mimic to nipple and hopefully he willing to accept. Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-9210183483475091370?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/9210183483475091370/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=9210183483475091370" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/9210183483475091370?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/9210183483475091370?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/08/bottle-strike.html" title="Bottle strike" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SopzwkRAXXI/AAAAAAAABlg/ASg_r8Yz4fw/s72-c/DSC01261.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4DQH44eSp7ImA9WxJaE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-6301002622563250250</id><published>2009-08-04T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T14:39:31.031+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-04T14:39:31.031+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>“Didi one”</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SnfWrlEcGDI/AAAAAAAABlY/lDnMz58TwsM/s1600-h/DSC00992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365993525208684594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SnfWrlEcGDI/AAAAAAAABlY/lDnMz58TwsM/s320/DSC00992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Below is the cute conversation between Chloe and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Chloe come over, let mommy hug hug and kiss kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: (Come over with her arms widely open).&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: (Hug and give her a big kiss on her left cheek).&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: No!! (Suddenly she says loudly).&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: (blur)&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: This is didi one, aiyo (Pointing her left cheek and says grumpily)&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Oh, didi kiss here ar? Then mommy kiss where?&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Here (Pointing her right cheek)&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Daddy kiss where?&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Here (Pointing her right cheek again) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mommy: Mommy kiss here can ar? (pointing her left cheek).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chloe: Cannot, didi one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Chloe has reserved her left cheek specially for didi’s kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: didi = brother in mandarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another scenario. Hubby asks me to pass him Vicks Vapor that next to me. I throw it on the bed as I’m pumping breast milk and can’t reach his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Mommy throws ar?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Sorry….sorry...cannot throw. (Then I reach the Vicks Vapor and pass it to hubby again)&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Yes, give cannot throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always reprimand Chloe not to throw things, need to pass and give gently. Now my girl got me. *shy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-6301002622563250250?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/6301002622563250250/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=6301002622563250250" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/6301002622563250250?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/6301002622563250250?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/08/didi-one.html" title="“Didi one”" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SnfWrlEcGDI/AAAAAAAABlY/lDnMz58TwsM/s72-c/DSC00992.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MMQ3c4fCp7ImA9WxJbF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-4732953792767633841</id><published>2009-07-28T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:18:02.934+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-28T15:18:02.934+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday" /><title>Chloe 3rd Birthday</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chloe celebrated her 3rd birthday on 24/07/09. We took a day off and celebrate with her at Sake Sushi. She enjoy her meal, birthday cake and present very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-95.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376172403605&amp;amp;site=widget-95.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172403605&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p1/288230376172403605/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172403605&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p2/288230376172403605/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172403605&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p4/288230376172403605/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-4732953792767633841?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/4732953792767633841/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=4732953792767633841" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/4732953792767633841?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/4732953792767633841?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/07/chloe-3rd-birthday.html" title="Chloe 3rd Birthday" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8DRng-eCp7ImA9WxJbEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-3914988470199052146</id><published>2009-07-21T14:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:47:57.650+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-21T14:47:57.650+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cavin" /><title>Baby talking</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SmVjm_L3AZI/AAAAAAAABlQ/VtN0yhswNCQ/s1600-h/Cavin+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360800452901798290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SmVjm_L3AZI/AAAAAAAABlQ/VtN0yhswNCQ/s320/Cavin+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Baby Cavin start baby talking. He can gurgle, coo, grunt and hum expressing his feelings towards our talking. It’s really cute and fun to see his response. Thought wants to record it down, but too bad he will stop and stare on my handphone. I think need hubby help to record him from far. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes can track object now and shows interest on his surrounding. It has been difficult to feed him milk. He keeps looking around and takes time to finish his milk. He even watches TV during milk time. I got to feed him in my room in a quiet environment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-3914988470199052146?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/3914988470199052146/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=3914988470199052146" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3914988470199052146?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3914988470199052146?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-talking.html" title="Baby talking" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SmVjm_L3AZI/AAAAAAAABlQ/VtN0yhswNCQ/s72-c/Cavin+047.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMAQ3g-eCp7ImA9WxJUFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-8601262462776712627</id><published>2009-07-14T09:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T09:20:42.650+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-14T09:20:42.650+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cavin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General" /><title>Greeting and Gifts II</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SlvdP_uRoKI/AAAAAAAABlI/oGlxkhbaMSA/s1600-h/Cavin+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358119448560640162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SlvdP_uRoKI/AAAAAAAABlI/oGlxkhbaMSA/s320/Cavin+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you Michelle for her gifts that I received on the first day return to work. Plastic bib, blanker, pajamas and a moo moo costume specially for my cowboy Cavin. Will snap a photo to show you when it fit him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358118755396968946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SlvcnpfLYfI/AAAAAAAABk4/2I0ci5SUDEU/s320/Cavin+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks for Angie visit and her lovely Tupperware gifts too. Nice and colourful bottles, formula container and tupperware. Muaks.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-8601262462776712627?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/8601262462776712627/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=8601262462776712627" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/8601262462776712627?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/8601262462776712627?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/07/greeting-and-gifts-ii.html" title="Greeting and Gifts II" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SlvdP_uRoKI/AAAAAAAABlI/oGlxkhbaMSA/s72-c/Cavin+001.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMNQX88eCp7ImA9WxJUEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-8285099415926617064</id><published>2009-07-09T15:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:01:30.170+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-09T16:01:30.170+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kinder" /><title>House Champion</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;27/06/09 was Chloe's kinder sports day. She and her team mates won 2 out of 3. Her yellow house won the house champion too. She was so happy and didn't cry on that day. Over heard 2 parents complement her very independent, I'm so bless and proud of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376172377793&amp;amp;site=widget-c1.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172377793&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/p1/288230376172377793/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172377793&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/p2/288230376172377793/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172377793&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/p4/288230376172377793/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All students perform ribbon dance while Chloe is the tiny in group. Dace in her own style, in fact she had practice many times. Sorry for the shaky video because a guy keep blocked in front of my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3f216c771eb71710" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAKXn9zyzXTyW6NoE_4ojujpbiy8R-Y2I5X9oiTeSy8w-OFeUwxaSwJA7zqviYAWzqqRf2OtB-PHTWF3C7zp8Du49ct_znIVG1TLDKJPPkwRPc1Q_EzEDyX751dKY6E2noGLExp8S43S6E_h4CWnMUrX5vj_5r1DBsISRRdBVNhz4Ic9od15YMIdvulcQ_jY1_ARHTpXU2nqFONqSQHg0DdhIeLyDwjAuuHL4ksqCaT1D%26sigh%3DpIxXBQPe8GTNRUanVbd8dQ3WUhw%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3f216c771eb71710%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dcua9OY-pDwWL0uqAXY4HRj7vdG8&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;
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2nd month</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-0e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376172374542&amp;amp;site=widget-0e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172374542&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0e.slide.com/p1/288230376172374542/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=288230376172374542&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0e.slide.com/p2/288230376172374542/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=288230376172374542&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0e.slide.com/p4/288230376172374542/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-1599906335805208667?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/1599906335805208667/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=1599906335805208667" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/1599906335805208667?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/1599906335805208667?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/07/cavin-1st-2nd-month.html" title="Cavin 1st &amp; 2nd month" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMGR3ozeip7ImA9WxJWE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-2287648945465421606</id><published>2009-06-18T16:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:30:26.482+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-18T17:30:26.482+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cavin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General" /><title>Greeting and Gifts</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Thank you for all the kind greetings through blogs and sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Thanks for all the gifts from my dearest buddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SjoIhzC5r2I/AAAAAAAABko/hLr-zXUKMIo/s1600-h/IMG_3329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SjoIhzC5r2I/AAAAAAAABko/hLr-zXUKMIo/s320/IMG_3329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348596884186967906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SjoIhlcIGQI/AAAAAAAABkg/BuTY3Ejwxu4/s1600-h/IMG_3336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SjoIhlcIGQI/AAAAAAAABkg/BuTY3Ejwxu4/s320/IMG_3336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348596880534673666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Nice gifts from &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Donna, Hooi Koon, Jenn, Jess, Penny, Soo Hooi and Vivian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;. Never thought a bunch of diaper were hide inside the hamper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SjoIhBmFfcI/AAAAAAAABkY/ogrH6j858PY/s1600-h/IMG_3338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SjoIhBmFfcI/AAAAAAAABkY/ogrH6j858PY/s320/IMG_3338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348596870912769474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Cute baby clothes set from &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It wrap in a nice laces with hanger too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SjoIg8gaKNI/AAAAAAAABkQ/F9n6nUe0JTI/s1600-h/fed1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SjoIg8gaKNI/AAAAAAAABkQ/F9n6nUe0JTI/s320/fed1_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348596869546780882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Diaper from &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Evane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hooi See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Good for long night use. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-2287648945465421606?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/2287648945465421606/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=2287648945465421606" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/2287648945465421606?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/2287648945465421606?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/06/greeting-and-gifts.html" title="Greeting and Gifts" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SjoIhzC5r2I/AAAAAAAABko/hLr-zXUKMIo/s72-c/IMG_3329.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8ERHc6eCp7ImA9WxJWE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-3151934302206585695</id><published>2009-06-18T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:46:45.910+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-18T16:46:45.910+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cavin" /><title>Cavin is arrived</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sjn8KIdCMKI/AAAAAAAABjg/Rbo2nbDT7pA/s1600-h/IMG_3318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sjn8KIdCMKI/AAAAAAAABjg/Rbo2nbDT7pA/s400/IMG_3318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348583283477328034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sjn8KfXgE-I/AAAAAAAABjo/0RR8iXVBIKw/s1600-h/IMG_3323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sjn8KfXgE-I/AAAAAAAABjo/0RR8iXVBIKw/s400/IMG_3323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348583289628136418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happily introduce you my little brother Cavin Lee Yan Jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cavin - a beautiful birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He born on 06/05/09 Wednesday night. He weight 3.07kg, a bit lighter than me hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you my little brother. *Kiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely Sis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-3151934302206585695?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/3151934302206585695/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=3151934302206585695" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3151934302206585695?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/3151934302206585695?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/06/cavin-is-arrived.html" title="Cavin is arrived" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Sjn8KIdCMKI/AAAAAAAABjg/Rbo2nbDT7pA/s72-c/IMG_3318.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAASXY6fyp7ImA9WxJTGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-6015978206551036237</id><published>2009-04-29T09:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:12:28.817+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-29T11:12:28.817+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>Her Precious</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Friday was Chloe first field trip to Domino Pizza. I gave her RM5 pocket money to buy some pizza. (school requested)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening pick her up at daycare centre. While waiting for her to get ready the teacher pass me a big plastic bag and said that is her precious. Very quickly Chloe grabbed it back and refuse to let me hold it. Teacher said she bought this at local hypermarket after the field trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I knew what she bought my reaction is shake my head, speechless and continue laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what she bought?? She so precious on it (just half day) *laugh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329945198388011794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SffE6y43YxI/AAAAAAAABjY/tLru_tE45OE/s400/DSC00885.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOLD FISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (in fact this should be a tiger fish). She will greet her fish every morning and feed it twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-6015978206551036237?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/6015978206551036237/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=6015978206551036237" title="19 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/6015978206551036237?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/6015978206551036237?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/04/her-precious.html" title="Her Precious" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/SffE6y43YxI/AAAAAAAABjY/tLru_tE45OE/s72-c/DSC00885.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">19</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQCQ346eyp7ImA9WxJTE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6862030123436248842.post-7472838934387090058</id><published>2009-04-22T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:26:02.013+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-22T12:26:02.013+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chloe" /><title>My Earring</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Se6XiS46PRI/AAAAAAAABjQ/cfyo6D5IcIU/s1600-h/earring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327362024667757842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Se6XiS46PRI/AAAAAAAABjQ/cfyo6D5IcIU/s400/earring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While mommy sorting her confinement recipes she got a naughty idea. Using 2 document rings and hangs it on my ears. Tada it become my ear ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked mommy whether I could wear ear ring like her. She said I’m too small to pierce my ears and it cause pain too. So I have to wait bigger a bit to pierce my ears and wear ear ring like mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6862030123436248842-7472838934387090058?l=vickylow.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/feeds/7472838934387090058/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6862030123436248842&amp;postID=7472838934387090058" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/7472838934387090058?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6862030123436248842/posts/default/7472838934387090058?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vickylow.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-earring.html" title="My Earring" /><author><name>vickylow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737697472241770092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13218506670567209509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrZDKf7bCc8/Se6XiS46PRI/AAAAAAAABjQ/cfyo6D5IcIU/s72-c/earring.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total></entry></feed>
