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Long day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel bad that I had to get angry at Adam right before his bed time. He wanted me to find his toy and I don't know which one, and he wanted to continue playing while it has already past his bed time. He knew when I get angry, he has to stop doing what he was doing. I can be a nasty mother. His father isn't around so there is no one for him to go to when I scolded him. Most of the time he is much more behaving when one of us not with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophie on the hand loves to play Adam's toys and that make him angry too whenever she touches his toys. Sophie is still too young to play together with Adam. Even Adam doesn't play much together with his own age. Well, I guess that what make a character of one person who becomes shy or friendly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today whole day just 3 of us. I had finished 2 activity books with Adam. That's serious brain drain job... Adam is quite perfectionist, he was not happy when what he wrote wasn't the same on what it should be. Example letter E, he got frustrated if he made mistake. Or simple thing like I drew flower for him, he made almost the same drawing, but not quite. He is frustrated and told me it wasn't a flower. Of course as mother, I continue encouraging him to do better. I kept saying to him, it took me 35 years to master drawing that flower. He is only three, and he can try again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, we went to the botanical garden and 3 of us rode on the tram, then walked and ran on the field. That's what I like about Penang. It is quite well maintain here. There are a lot of people jogged and walked to. Adam is into short distance running nowadays, after one day I taught him about "On your mark, get set, go". It wasn't difficult just tell them to touch a tree or something nearby, and then they will comeback. Sophie followed almost everything what her brother did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last, this is the airplane drawing that Adam made himself without my help. I am impressed. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TuGdbbot6_4/TzaAAJ20n_I/AAAAAAAAA4M/NNmnB1ioYso/s200/Adam%2BAeroplane.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707890317872898034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822841126100926353-5907383920384749321?l=tehsusuais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is not meant to share to J until 13th Feb, but the impatient boy can't resist not to share to his daddy when we face time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy to share how to make simple but fun birthday card. I made this with my 3 years old son. So he needs a lot of help. If you kids are older and independence, let them do most of the jobs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you need; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. A4 manila paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. A4 color printer paper. You can use many color as you like I used 2 colors yellow and orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A pair of scissors &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Glue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Pencil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Decoration (Anything like crayon, water color, sticker etc..) I used glitter glue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/azibam/6851576249/" title="20120210_133947_HomeGF1 by AziBam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6851576249_47cd3dc98f_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="20120210_133947_HomeGF1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I made triangle banner here, so fold the color printer paper to 8 folds. As I want 8 pieces of banner. You can make balloons, people. The key is to draw from one end to another end. So it is connected. Let your child do the cutting. If it is too thick for them let them do the straight line, and you can do the corner or curve cutting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/azibam/6851587097/" title="20120210_134224_HomeGF1 by AziBam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7160/6851587097_9e5cea702b_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="20120210_134224_HomeGF1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you unfold, ask your child if he wants to see magic. I am sure they will say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"WOW"&lt;/span&gt; as soon as you unfold. They will amaze with from that one drawing you can make long banner. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let them do the glueing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/azibam/6851596325/" title="20120210_134521_HomeGF1 by AziBam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7202/6851596325_3256fe1305_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="20120210_134521_HomeGF1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paste onto the A4 manila paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, time to decorate, you can use pattern paper, or you can use crayon to make any decorations. Depends on your creativity how fancy you want the card is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/azibam/6851607963/" title="20120210_135908_HomeGF1 by AziBam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7166/6851607963_5c0cce2d73_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="20120210_135908_HomeGF1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the same concept of folding paper, you can make stars just like what I made here, by pasting the star scattered on the A4 manila paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is the birthday card for daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/azibam/6851616465/" title="20120210_142846_HomeGF1 by AziBam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7070/6851616465_6d628dbfd8_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="20120210_142846_HomeGF1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8822841126100926353-2143519273396443403?l=tehsusuais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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