<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 29 Aug 2013 05:49:08 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Simply Aaric</category><category>She Writes...</category><category>Mommy Muses</category><category>Play Time</category><category>Parenthood 101</category><category>The Lady&#39;s Loves</category><category>Aaric&#39;s World of Words</category><category>Musings From A Mobile Cam</category><category>Outfit For The Day (OFTD)</category><category>Talkative Thursday</category><category>The Tans&#39; Vacation</category><category>Wordless Wednesday</category><category>Food Glorious Food</category><category>From My Kitchen</category><category>HappyCall Delights</category><category>To Bali And Back</category><category>Blogging Resources</category><category>Pregnancy  101</category><category>SG Blog Awards</category><category>Sweets n&#39; Treats</category><title>Celebrating Life&#39;s Little Moments</title><description>www.my52weeks.net</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-7014029596087801748</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jul 2013 03:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-09T18:07:06.599+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><title>Proud To Be A Harvest Kid!</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Yesterday marked significance in every sense – our church is finally back at Suntec Convention Hall and Aaric went to Harvest Kidz (3 years old) for the very first time! I’m feeling super excited cos he enjoyed himself and&amp;nbsp; this time round, I don’t have to ‘eyeball’ him all the time, you know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Back when he was younger, slightly before he turned 2 years old, I brought him and man, it was tiring! I have to keep sticking to him, be with him and it doesn’t help that he was much more active and vocal of children his age, so… even if he didn’t do anything wrong, there were some caregivers so overly-protective of their child that I find myself having to say no this, no that, to him all the time. It zapped me of every ounce of energy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Fast forward to July 2013. I thought since he’s in school and enjoys it, he will probably feel the same if I bring him&amp;nbsp; to children’s church. And thank God, he saw his schoolmate and it became a tad better transiting in a new environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Children’s Church has also gotten a facelift and is now Harvest Kidz – the whole place is so vibrant and lively, even I like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-JjlqUsFXc9Y/UdoyMNWPz9I/AAAAAAAABoA/4AhSwUnsfvk/s1600-h/Jul7a%25255B6%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jul7a&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;575&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-fJz9B_E3igI/UdoyM93oklI/AAAAAAAABoI/aYKvklnp5_0/Jul7a_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;Jul7a&quot; width=&quot;575&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Proud to be a Harvest Kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5BFakU0-0jQ/UdoyNgq6_JI/AAAAAAAABoQ/6h1cr6Ga5Xg/s1600-h/Jul7b%25255B13%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jul7b&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;575&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jx3nULsf3kY/UdoyODfGc_I/AAAAAAAABoY/s2ISLdWJNlw/Jul7b_thumb%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;Jul7b&quot; width=&quot;575&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;There’s Bible story-telling and the various activity stations. Knowing that their attention span isn’t very long; the time span of each activity was just nice and it got all the kids excited! At one of the stations, he almost couldn’t wait for his turn to do a fishing game but he was taught to have patience, to learn to queue and wait, which I thought was great cos this boy of mine likes and wants everything NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-LIEKLT0xujg/UdoyQAVs9FI/AAAAAAAABow/6vxot05457w/s1600-h/Jul7d%25255B8%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jul7d&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;575&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-XUt_kkDV860/UdoyQ7CHXWI/AAAAAAAABo4/uSzqys14FHI/Jul7d_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;Jul7d&quot; width=&quot;575&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;We saw many familiar faces of those who were in the nursery when Aaric was growing up and that’s the awesome thing – growing up and being planted, loving God. I’m so looking forward to the day that he can sit through independently!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;On an ending note, he got to bring home an artwork too and was fantastically proud of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rcG1TcXq7-0/UdoyRWktr-I/AAAAAAAABpA/42ewgFV2UeE/s1600-h/20130707_132228%25255B21%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;20130707_132228&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;575&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FeOpTW5YRjs/UdoySGZhq4I/AAAAAAAABpI/euMfRdlIc2E/20130707_132228_thumb%25255B19%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;20130707_132228&quot; width=&quot;436&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2013/07/proud-to-be-harvest-kid.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-fJz9B_E3igI/UdoyM93oklI/AAAAAAAABoI/aYKvklnp5_0/s72-c/Jul7a_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-50063005145184567</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 05:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-16T13:27:05.128+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">She Writes...</category><title>Happy Father’s Day!</title><description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;On this special Sunday, we wish the man of our lives a Happy Daddy’s Day!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;We love you to the moon and back!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-IWr-p1v7dRU/Ub1MnlBa3uI/AAAAAAAABaY/I-kJPGFnNKw/s1600-h/Jun16b%25255B9%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;Jun16b&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Jun16b&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-iKcVHolxmSI/Ub1MoTvsdeI/AAAAAAAABag/mgl1Y9_Ses4/Jun16b_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; height=&quot;550&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JoqqmzaAW2w/Ub1MpaQUc6I/AAAAAAAABao/RJKfEP1QaDs/s1600-h/Jun16a%25255B6%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;Jun16a&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Jun16a&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Y4tWoRkWjSI/Ub1MpwjKXcI/AAAAAAAABaw/rwQ0Q5__1qQ/Jun16a_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; height=&quot;555&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;XOXO,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Mommy, Aaric &amp;amp; Aarilyn&lt;/p&gt;  </description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2013/06/happy-fathers-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-iKcVHolxmSI/Ub1MoTvsdeI/AAAAAAAABag/mgl1Y9_Ses4/s72-c/Jun16b_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-7035378939510372511</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jun 2013 07:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-14T15:41:51.428+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musings From A Mobile Cam</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">She Writes...</category><title>Hello, June</title><description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And so, days whizzed past and now my baby is coming to 3 months old!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Looking back, how did I feel going through the whole cycle of looking after an infant all over again?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Truth be told: I wasn’t feeling hey-I-have-an-adorable-baby-and-mommyhood-is-perfect-and-everything-is-gonna-be-easy-peasy. When everyone’s telling me how adorable my baby is, I’d give a smile, say thank you and simply stop at that. My mind and body couldn’t quite ‘click’ with the excitement there and then. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Everyday, I’m chanting in my heart and hoping that the night she sleeps through come real soon. Everyday, I go through an endless cycle of feeding –&amp;gt; expressing milk –&amp;gt; hoping earnestly that my baby will take a long nap, and on top of that, manage a toddler who has boundless energy. Was sleep-deprived but didn’t feel it so bad, managed expectations, I believe. Taking a nap was far beyond possible. During the confinement period, I just want to quickly made it past the one-month mark. (nay, and it isn’t because of the confinement blues)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The 2nd month came, and I see some light, when my baby finally settled into a ROUTINE! Oh yes, it gives any parent some sort of sanity - I knew almost exactly when’s a good time for me to enjoy a non-disturbed breakfast. While I was very adamant on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.my52weeks.net/2011/04/sleeping-through-night-i-had-it-easy.html&quot;&gt;putting my 1st baby on a routine&lt;/a&gt;, I was going quite easy this time round. God is absolutely good, and my baby girl is really an easy baby. All she wants is a good feed and good sleep. I don’t have to do anything much in particular – no need to pat baby to sleep, no need for dream feed. Between 5 – 6 weeks’ old, she slept through! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Though one feisty girl when it comes to crying, she’s really a sweet little being. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Leaving you with pictures of her while I’m going back to check in on her and kiss those cheeks…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-cZKUTir_Q3U/UbrJO6DBljI/AAAAAAAABZ8/zh3229iwLVY/s1600-h/Jun14%25255B30%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img title=&quot;Jun14&quot; style=&quot;border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; float: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; display: block; padding-right: 0px; margin-right: auto&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Jun14&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1qibadM0MsA/UbrJPoZ-lcI/AAAAAAAABaE/dnN4s619d3k/Jun14_thumb%25255B29%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;575&quot; height=&quot;306&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2013/06/hello-june.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1qibadM0MsA/UbrJPoZ-lcI/AAAAAAAABaE/dnN4s619d3k/s72-c/Jun14_thumb%25255B29%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-772553201483228192</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 May 2013 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-30T17:33:20.288+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Talkative Thursday</category><title>Back, Blogging World! Back With A Baby!</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Hello, there! Well, even if no one reads or ain’t as actively checking out this dormant space, I’m back just for myself. I think most ladies (mommies especially) have this ability to talk to ourselves. At least I can. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Too many stuff transpired since last August (the last entry on this blog) – shifted out from our old place, went through my second pregnancy, Aaric went to school at the start of this year, and now, I’m back with a new baby! Looking back, the toughest period was packing an entire 5-room flat into boxes while being very pregnant and making the move. The greatest transition for me, ever. Again, must be those hormones at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;That aside, we welcomed Baby No. 2 into our family on March 21! She is one very sweet and rosy-cheeked baby, right from Day 1. You have to see it to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;This is she. Aarilyn Tan. And the meaning of her name? With song. Like her brother, pretty good appetite she has for a 2 month-old but I’m not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-sToj2niTYk4/UaccSVZokZI/AAAAAAAABZc/q8hvOJ11WgY/s1600-h/2771_10151528127278658_1058770935_n%25255B42%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;2771_10151528127278658_1058770935_n&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-AJFxBbVDjRs/UaccTEpfE3I/AAAAAAAABZk/YVjpovuoEA8/2771_10151528127278658_1058770935_n_thumb%25255B41%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;2771_10151528127278658_1058770935_n&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall be back with more updates! Stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Linking up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sanses.com/search/label/Talkative%20Thursdays&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;SANses.com&#39;s Talkative Thursdays&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg202/tzaiyi/TalkativeThursdays.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2013/05/back-blogging-world-back-with-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-AJFxBbVDjRs/UaccTEpfE3I/AAAAAAAABZk/YVjpovuoEA8/s72-c/2771_10151528127278658_1058770935_n_thumb%25255B41%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-3939129022080521255</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2012 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-08-11T12:37:30.089+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">She Writes...</category><title>Checking Out (For A While…)</title><description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Back here for a little update. Well, there must be some reasons for my ‘disappearance’ ya?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;It all started with me feeling ‘repelled’ to the world of Facebook. Alright, that word is a tad too strong. Not repelled, but started off being sick and tired and so on. To cut the long story short, I simply disabled lotsa Facebook notifications, almost all. Came to a place that I couldn’t bear the notifications that kept coming in. We sometimes, unknowingly, communicate with our gadgets more than we communicate to those who are dear to us, to those living under the same roof as us. And so, I started drawing away more from my gadgets when I’m home. There’s more to life than these, seriously. (&lt;em&gt;But ahem, I still love Instagram. ;)&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I think closer friends will know that I ain’t a very public person. You won’t see me updating my Facebook status all the time – once in a while, yes. And yes, I’m almost dormant on Twitter. Haha! You see, the updating of status doesn’t quite stop there. You update, and you keep checking to see how many people commented or how many ‘likes’ that status garnered.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;So for now, I’ll be checking out from all these for a while. Be back though (with blog updates), I promise! :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Praying that your days will still be as beautiful, if not more. :)&lt;/p&gt;  </description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/08/checking-out-for-while.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-6831185737909720040</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2012 09:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-07-12T17:30:15.786+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">She Writes...</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Talkative Thursday</category><title>Brag Post: Mommas Are (Almost) Everything!</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Disclaimer: I’m not trying to downplay the importance of the role of being a father. In fact, I think the father plays a very important parenting role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Read on to know why I said what I did…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Received an invitation for a birthday party recently and to my horror, I realized I needa start planning for the boy’s birthday! You know - the theme, that cake, oh, how about the venue and other nitty-gritty stuff that can drive you up the wall at times. Last year, Murphy was so bent on visiting me and what could went wrong, went wrong. *sulks* My balloon supplier had to go into labour at the very last minute and told me I have to find other sources. So I had to dash to some party supply shop with a babe in tow. Totally not fun with a baby who can’t-walk-yet-but-doesn’t-want-to-be-in-a-stroller kind of situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, Mommas are party-planners.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Ditto. We brainstorm the venues. We think about the kind of cake / cupcakes. Ah, and we want to tie in a theme. We think about the kind of activities / games / party packs appropriate for our kids’ age-group. Oh, and self-design that invitation card?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mommas can cook and bake.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Prior to having kids, I do not cook and I mean proper 1-soup-3-dishes kind of meals. Now, I prepare all of my boy’s meals and am pretty amazed I can come up with new recipes from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And then, we explore having baking sessions with our kids? Like cookies, cupcakes and muffins. Pretty stuff, I like. I surprised myself that I bother to surf and find recipes and am actually interested in it. Being a Mom brings out the best (in this case) in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mommas are good with craft too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I am part of this &lt;a href=&quot;http://singaporemombloggers.blogspot.sg/&quot;&gt;SMB&lt;/a&gt; group and boy, so many of them are so awesome with their craft! You name it, they know it. For me, ahem, I will aspire to be better in this area. I’m seriously inspired by many of them! My best art pieces is still calligraphy – cos I can’t draw and I don’t paint well. Thank God the Husband is an art student – he can inject some creative flair into the little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mommas are the story-tellers in the house.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Yeah, bedtime stories. Need no further explanation. Oh, and we often have to come up with imaginative storylines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mommas are the teachers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Teach, we must. Master of all subjects, we shall be. (in Master Yoda’s kind of tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And these are just &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;some&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of the roles of a Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;So, do you have your list to add on too? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs in my field, since the payment is pure love.” - Mildred B. Vermont&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linking up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sanses.com/search/label/Talkative%20Thursdays&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg202/tzaiyi/TalkativeThursdays.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/07/brag-post-mommas-are-almost-everything.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-3481044562878256200</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2012 08:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-07-11T16:47:52.952+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Play Time</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless Wednesday: Probably His Current Ambitions …</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I’ve tons of drafts all mid-way through and I’m not proud of it. Thoughts and words got lost halfway, some evoked lots of provocation and to add on, I hit the writer’s block countless of times. At work, the past 2 weeks was just busy, so much so that I switched off mentally once I got home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;That aside, time for a peekture or two, maybe more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;#1: Busker (minus the asking for money part)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;He was admiring himself in the mirror while strumming and humming a song. I believed he was pleased with what he saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-9NViY0ohKtM/T_07bKNXvyI/AAAAAAAABU4/Ez7RrC4svWA/s1600-h/Jul11%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jul11&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;544&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Fi9hlvCPVbA/T_07cAGzMEI/AAAAAAAABVA/-zvd5Rd_h3k/Jul11_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Jul11&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-0_vM3o2nbXg/T_07d7Gy4SI/AAAAAAAABVI/UTTgDaK7HFA/s1600-h/Jul11b%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jul11b&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;544&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ZkiOLjUKy2Q/T_07epl_OnI/AAAAAAAABVQ/roK-8uYw9HA/Jul11b_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Jul11b&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Too cute! Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;#2: Bus Driver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;This little dude is pretty obsess with anything ‘bus’ right now. “Big bus, big bus”, he exclaims, and this can go on and on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The other day we were at the playground and he’s stuck to this steering wheel more than any other thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-C8jn11WAanc/T_07gIM7D2I/AAAAAAAABVY/TnqF_YnfK0E/s1600-h/Jul11c%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jul11c&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;544&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2EGS_FeqsdM/T_07haMSXZI/AAAAAAAABVg/frBa9QGjaxc/Jul11c_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Jul11c&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-40oFzabY2qE/T_07iCl_ABI/AAAAAAAABVo/3OCpbXMavXY/s1600-h/Jul11d%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jul11d&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;544&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-0q7xwVhW0YE/T_07jgA11OI/AAAAAAAABVw/33B6uWtoO7g/Jul11d_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Jul11d&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Yeah, and we had a hard time getting him to come down. When we finally succeeded, he was in much whines and tears. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Linking up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://sakuraharuka.blogspot.com/search/label/wordless%20wednesday&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i1227.photobucket.com/albums/ee421/aisakuraharuka/Sakura%20Haruka/button150ww.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/07/wordless-wednesday-probably-his-current.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Fi9hlvCPVbA/T_07cAGzMEI/AAAAAAAABVA/-zvd5Rd_h3k/s72-c/Jul11_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-7763994823259634829</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2012 06:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-21T14:49:40.399+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Aaric&#39;s World of Words</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenthood 101</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Talkative Thursday</category><title>Talkative Thursday: Yakkity-Yak!</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If the boy can write, I’d have gotten him to do up this post instead. Fact of the matter is, he loves to talk. Sigh, between me and the Husband, he must have inherited this trait from yours truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I talk to him a lot since the day he was born, y’see. From single words, to more words, to many more words, to some sort of sentences these days – should be a series of words he’s trying to link up. If not, he’ll suddenly break out in a song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;What’s even more exciting (though I’m not celebrating this part), on some days when he’s roused from his sleep at night and realized that both his Papa and Momma were not around sleeping, he will open the bedroom door automatically and ran out to look for us. I’m not too uptight about this yet cos I should think it’s a phase since &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.my52weeks.net/2011/04/sleeping-through-night-i-had-it-easy.html&quot;&gt;this boy slept through the night since young&lt;/a&gt;. Sometimes, he will join us on the sofa and just squeezed in between us, sometimes he will run to his guitar and strum a little. Also, it’s not hard to get him back to bed after a mere 15 minutes or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;While most kids started well (and fast!) in the development of their motor skills, Aaric was a little slower. He only started walking on his own like past 15 months old. I remember I brought him to a wedding dinner and got lots of ‘why isn’t he walking yet’.. ‘oh, a little slow huh’… Well, I know and you could be more tactful. To say I wasn’t bothered at all will be a lie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;However, his linguistic skills is pretty amazing. He knows a lot of words as young as 12 months old - both English and Mandarin, and can pronounce those words well. Now, he blurts out new words every now and then, and mimicks our speech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Every child is an individual and they will grow at their own pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;All we have to remember and do – &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CELEBRATE THEIR ACHIEVEMENTS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: See this photo below, this isn’t an outdated photo, just count how many teeny weeny teeth he have! Six only y’know! The rest is taking their own sweet time to come forth. I think MOST kids who are younger than him, have more teeth. =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-3SP6qyqC_TM/T-LCYQHeFGI/AAAAAAAABUk/W3yPpRXZdxw/s1600-h/Jun21%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jun21&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JNPGKcXMn7Q/T-LCZmLOBxI/AAAAAAAABUo/tHtv72tcNEM/Jun21_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Jun21&quot; width=&quot;423&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Linking up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sanses.com/search/label/Wordless%20Wednesday&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg202/tzaiyi/TalkativeThursdays.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/06/talkative-thursday-yakkity-yak.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JNPGKcXMn7Q/T-LCZmLOBxI/AAAAAAAABUo/tHtv72tcNEM/s72-c/Jun21_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-8346964329114879494</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2012 05:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-20T17:13:52.072+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Play Time</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless Wednesday: Play Is A Necessity</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;“Children need the freedom and time to play. Play is not a luxury. Play is a necessity.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;– Kay Redfield Jamison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I indulge in silly games with my boy. Silly games that got us all laughing in a crazy and tickling manner. These silly games don’t need tools and toys, just me and the Husband many often times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Boy, Momma wants you to know that I treasure every moment of playing silly stuff with you. To others I may look silly, but I know to you, I made your day. And that’s enough, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-41WYhVXwabQ/T-FcEeWerjI/AAAAAAAABT8/ToE_hJa5xWw/s1600-h/Jun20a%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jun20a&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-R5uH1UjZVLk/T-FcFvWGr8I/AAAAAAAABUA/gG6swQhZaw0/Jun20a_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Jun20a&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/--9cUvxyVs0Y/T-FcHmjUAlI/AAAAAAAABUM/TcbW1u3m14Q/s1600-h/Jun20b%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jun20b&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PXNGE3Fpj1s/T-FcJCXSjwI/AAAAAAAABUQ/2ekW1i0fLXg/Jun20b_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Jun20b&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Linking up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://sakuraharuka.blogspot.com/search/label/wordless%20wednesday&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i1227.photobucket.com/albums/ee421/aisakuraharuka/Sakura%20Haruka/302676_10150306462756526_536581525_8601647_955053164_n-2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/06/wordless-wednesday-play-is-necessity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-R5uH1UjZVLk/T-FcFvWGr8I/AAAAAAAABUA/gG6swQhZaw0/s72-c/Jun20a_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-8148223184563046475</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2012 01:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-07-17T17:55:30.298+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">She Writes...</category><title>To My Wonderful Mate – Happy Father’s Day!</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-RtWda0aWMAw/T902TA6GmVI/AAAAAAAABTo/-Btysv3ld_U/s1600-h/Jun17%25255B19%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jun17&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-WHZJt3Pag5c/T902UZDYcpI/AAAAAAAABTw/pBw6PjiBPYI/Jun17_thumb%25255B15%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Jun17&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/06/to-my-wonderful-matehappy-fathers-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-WHZJt3Pag5c/T902UZDYcpI/AAAAAAAABTw/pBw6PjiBPYI/s72-c/Jun17_thumb%25255B15%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-5926588495603164988</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2012 09:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-13T17:26:19.700+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless Wednesday: A Little Dirt Won’t Hurt</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-IKNKOofbajU/T9haPrmieJI/AAAAAAAABTA/5KZa52wNVbc/s1600-h/dirtwonthurt%25255B12%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;dirtwonthurt&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;262&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/--ravT2MXJe0/T9haQvMS53I/AAAAAAAABTI/IKZDDr0IXZ8/dirtwonthurt_thumb%25255B10%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;dirtwonthurt&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uWy7cBai0ag/T9haRbX_4NI/AAAAAAAABTM/8onwC4O9x34/s1600-h/Jun13%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jun13&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-P6fktHhcgCc/T9haSYAvq-I/AAAAAAAABTU/FMyF9NU0M9A/Jun13_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Jun13&quot; width=&quot;423&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Boys and mess goes together. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Linking up with:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://sakuraharuka.blogspot.com/search/label/wordless%20wednesday&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i1227.photobucket.com/albums/ee421/aisakuraharuka/Sakura%20Haruka/302676_10150306462756526_536581525_8601647_955053164_n-2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/06/wordless-wednesday-little-dirt-wont.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/--ravT2MXJe0/T9haQvMS53I/AAAAAAAABTI/IKZDDr0IXZ8/s72-c/dirtwonthurt_thumb%25255B10%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-8408277947513962781</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2012 15:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-08T23:32:37.553+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Aaric&#39;s World of Words</category><title>“Wait Wah”… So He Says</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-D5zMXGMLnn0/T9IXqgc2UvI/AAAAAAAABSs/ACIVON9GiYw/s1600-h/waitwah%25255B15%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;waitwah&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;107&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1O8HNz8bgY8/T9IXsExAHYI/AAAAAAAABS0/RNP6sDhtuDM/waitwah_thumb%25255B13%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;waitwah&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I don’t know about you, but all parents these days (I believe) are making a conscious effort to speak the right language to their kids. By right language, I mean, no &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singlish_vocabulary&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;singlish&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the very least. Since Day 1 I became a Mom, I didn’t use words like “mum-mum” (eat), “pong-pong” (bathe), “gai-gai” (go out). Seriously, how did those words came about? Hmm…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Last week, just like any other day, I was cooking the babe’s meals in the kitchen. He came up to me and kept asking for “staw-bee” (strawberry). When I first heard him say that word, I couldn’t make up what it was, it sounded so much like “stop it”… I wanted to laugh. Laugh because this boy really knows how to say “stop it”, but why keep telling me to stop it. This went on for about 2 – 3 days when I finally understood what he was referring to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You see, he had a recent addiction for strawberries. The moment he wakes up, he asks for strawberries. When he comes home, he asks for strawberries. Before his meals, he asks for strawberries. Before drinking his milk, he asks for strawberries. It came to a point that he was literally bugging and chanting “staw-bee” non-stop! As I was busy with the chores at hand, I told him to wait, Mommy will give it to him once I’m done. This went on for a few rounds. And then, it happened…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I let out an innocent “Wait &lt;em&gt;ah&lt;/em&gt;, Mommy will give it to you”… My boy understands the word “wait” and can articulate it perfectly. Bet you can guess what he said… “wait wah (if you know &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanyu_Pinyin&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;hanyu pinyin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;imagine him saying ‘wah’ like this – wáh/wah&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;). At that moment, I almost flipped! Y’know, it’s one word he don’t have to learn so easily! And he kept going on “wait wah”, “wait wah”… major sigh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Up till today, he still remembers this word-that-ain’t-a-proper-word, cos I caught him saying it again this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I definitely hope it will vanish in his world of words since there is no meaning to it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/06/wait-wah-so-he-says.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1O8HNz8bgY8/T9IXsExAHYI/AAAAAAAABS0/RNP6sDhtuDM/s72-c/waitwah_thumb%25255B13%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-8157583312875832863</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2012 00:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-30T13:34:57.184+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Play Time</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><title>Lil’ Drummer Boy</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;He was already very much in love with the guitar previously. Whenever he joins me for cell group; he hogs the front seat - the seat right in front of the guitarist. I guess in a way or another, most church-going kids get exposed to these instruments at a real young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Of late, he became much obsessed even with drums; and it started because of this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;How not to be when he had the opportunity to play ‘da thing that the big guys play? He was overjoyed by that one experience. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Check out a video clip below of his first drumming rendition! He ended it well by saying, ‘No more’!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-tGJ3LjA03FQ/T8UVzE9wsEI/AAAAAAAABRY/meOl1aixm8g/s1600-h/DrummerBoy%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;DrummerBoy&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-E-1QijMK82w/T8UV1ETg4ZI/AAAAAAAABRg/dHNeKZa3EGQ/DrummerBoy_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;DrummerBoy&quot; width=&quot;444&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-dIqNl1n1OYk/T8UV2OnrvaI/AAAAAAAABRk/s8W1vI6s1I8/s1600-h/DrummerBoy2%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;DrummerBoy2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-_ZBbIOCxayQ/T8UV20PnxnI/AAAAAAAABRs/QEFGVTT0dSc/DrummerBoy2_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;DrummerBoy2&quot; width=&quot;444&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;wlWriterEditableSmartContent&quot; id=&quot;scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:525ecef6-9c3e-4806-b868-3979a8b72f34&quot; style=&quot;display: block; float: none; margin: 0px auto; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 448px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;73babdd2-5271-4bb4-8f15-ad39e85bd070&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;align=center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E2D9Re6KQZo&amp;amp;feature=youtu.be&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot; target=&quot;_new&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; galleryimg=&quot;no&quot; onload=&quot;var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById(&#39;73babdd2-5271-4bb4-8f15-ad39e85bd070&#39;); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;444\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;555\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/E2D9Re6KQZo?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/E2D9Re6KQZo?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;444\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;555\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-9QkOKPUVJ5M/T8UV5Os4GoI/AAAAAAAABR0/HRExTl5PkEA/videof622b4a9ef9b%25255B16%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-style: none;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;align=center&gt;&lt;/align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This 19-month-old can now “sing” a few songs – not in full sentences of course, just mostly the first and last word of each line, but tempo and timing perfect to a T! And... one of his very first songs – the National Anthem! True blue Singaporean indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/04/lil-drummer-boy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-E-1QijMK82w/T8UV1ETg4ZI/AAAAAAAABRg/dHNeKZa3EGQ/s72-c/DrummerBoy_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-6187892764368377182</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-01T23:09:01.603+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy Muses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">She Writes...</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Lady&#39;s Loves</category><title>Shopping; The Easier Way!</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Before I enter motherhood, I already took to online shopping. I love it, in fact. Those days, my loots were mainly clothes. No prizes for guessing it right. There would be parcels in the mail every week. The minute I say I gotta check the mailbox, the Husband will know for sure what’s up my sleeves – yeah, anticipating the arrival of my shopping loots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;When I was expecting Aaric, I stopped shopping for clothes for myself (as I couldn’t foretell what I could wear and what I couldn’t). From then till now, my attention took a turn for other stuffs, and I must say, online shopping is not just easier, but many a times, more economical! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Some of the stuffs I vividly remember:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Got a Safety-1st bathtub (with netting) for $5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- A never-used before breastpump at a discounted price like $150++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- A large bumper playmat for $120 (local retail stores - selling at $200+)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Thermos foogo food jar for $26 from Amazon (local retail stores - selling between $35 – 50)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Beco carrier for $180 (local retail stores - selling at $250+)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Big items aside, for the smaller, daily necessities kind-of-items:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Gaia products for almost 50% cheaper than local retail stores; or a good 40% at least (!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Multi-vitamins (I bought a jumbo bottle for $38; local retail stores are selling at $55)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I was out shopping with the Husband on Sunday and saw a so-called promotion for ‘Really Raw Honey’ (something which I’ve been wanting to get but kept forgetting) at $22 for 223g – a really small bottle of honey. The salesgirl went on to say why getting the big 5 lbs jar is more worth it – $131.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;OMGoodness, I knew I can get a better deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;So, I turned to my online means that very night. And… bought my jar of ‘Really Raw Honey’ at only $15.85 for 1 lb (453g). Do the math and know which is really more worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ChqyNTCM-FQ/T563H4yUO6I/AAAAAAAABRE/jKie4YN63gI/s1600-h/Apr30%25255B3%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Apr30&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;559&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4PPdXsGJDQg/T563I4ARfNI/AAAAAAAABRM/QlHRssEjH48/Apr30_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Apr30&quot; width=&quot;406&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Now, tell me how not to love online-shopping? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/05/shopping-easier-way.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4PPdXsGJDQg/T563I4ARfNI/AAAAAAAABRM/QlHRssEjH48/s72-c/Apr30_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-121303235053567397</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 08:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-12T18:45:28.581+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">From My Kitchen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sweets n&#39; Treats</category><title>Dessert Time: Mango Float</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Well, I was surfing the usual food blogs and chanced upon this yummy dessert. Caught my eye almost immediately since it’s a non-baked one and the ingredients needed are kinda easy to get off the shelves in the supermart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Posted this on my Instagram…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You get the idea, layers of mangoes, cream, crust and freeze it overnight! Tadah, you’ll get this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-3EvzEOPtTO0/T4aJM9XJRuI/AAAAAAAABPI/b1v-JOP0me0/s1600-h/IMG_20120411_234117%25255B25%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;IMG_20120411_234117&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;557&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-amvMr0suQ4s/T4aJONuMFkI/AAAAAAAABPQ/PHmNNylZE4Y/IMG_20120411_234117_thumb%25255B23%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;IMG_20120411_234117&quot; width=&quot;556&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;So now, here’s how to go about doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;What you will need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 2 mixing bowls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 1 medium-sized square baking tin / or other substitutes (will elaborate on this later on, refer to side note)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 4 mangoes (ripe ones, please!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 1 packet of cream crackers / skyflakes / graham crackers (brand used: good ol’ Hup Seng)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 1 can of condensed milk (brand used: Milkmaid)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 200ml whipping cream &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 1 can of Nestle cream (found in baking section in supermarts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 1 bottle of thickened cream (brand used: Bulla)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-gZ9vTuF6v18/T4aJPR8zVbI/AAAAAAAABPY/d76nf4Fjg-Q/s1600-h/20120409_172239%25255B1%25255D%25255B12%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;20120409_172239[1]&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;557&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-9rbSJlYnGyU/T4aJQvFNzwI/AAAAAAAABPg/0MmmiFTb2W8/20120409_172239%25255B1%25255D_thumb%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;20120409_172239[1]&quot; width=&quot;418&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;1. Diced / sliced the mangoes; set it aside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;2. Whip the whipping cream till thick and frothy in a mixing bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;(I didn’t get the desired texture, but still went well…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;3. In another mixing bowl, pour in the condensed milk, thickened cream and Nestle cream. Mix well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;4. Combine the 2 mixture and mix well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And now, layering starts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;1. Lay the cream crackers in the square tin as a base.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;2. Put in the mangoes. I put a lot till it covers the entire layer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;3. Add the cream mixture you’ve prepared till mangoes are well-drizzled with the mixture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;4. Repeat the layering steps 1 – 3 till the you reach the top of the tin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;5. Cover with foil and freeze it overnight. (freezer compartment, ok?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I managed a total of 3 layers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background: #F6CECE; padding: 5px 8px 5px 8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Note:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Do not worry if your mixture feels a little ‘runny’.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The cream crackers may ‘soak up’ the mixture. Everything will be a-ok when you freeze it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background: #F7BE81; padding: 5px 8px 5px 8px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Side Note:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If you are sharing this with your family and friends, and can finish it in 1 setting, fantastic! Just defrost it 30 minutes before you wanna serve, so that it’s easy to slice it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, you may wish to use smaller containers / tins when preparing it for freezing. Just defrost one and it’s ready for consumption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The slicing-and-taking-that-one-slice out of the tin is challenging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-wFJSy0EN-Js/T4aJRmJS_0I/AAAAAAAABPk/E6qDH6MtgsE/s1600-h/20120411_224200%25255B1%25255D%25255B11%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;20120411_224200[1]&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;418&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5cak9c3tD3c/T4aJS9ENphI/AAAAAAAABPw/Tq70C7SFAig/20120411_224200%25255B1%25255D_thumb%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: initial; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;20120411_224200[1]&quot; width=&quot;557&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Didn’t managed any step-by-step pictures as it&#39;s my first time trying this out and the above picture doesn&#39;t give full credit to the taste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;But nonetheless, try this yourself and have fun in your kitchen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/04/dessert-time-mango-float.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-amvMr0suQ4s/T4aJONuMFkI/AAAAAAAABPQ/PHmNNylZE4Y/s72-c/IMG_20120411_234117_thumb%25255B23%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-4039048548397448741</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2012 03:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-12T16:21:27.817+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">From My Kitchen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HappyCall Delights</category><title>HCP Delights - Coca-Cola Chicken Wings</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You know how whipping up dishes are easy-peasy for some people and on the other hand, it just doesn’t feel so straightforward for others? I happened to fall into the category that I don’t have too much a flair for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;However, a good start is… I really kinda enjoy cooking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Here’s a recipe to share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coca-Cola Chicken Wings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-zfFmRSLgo9Q/T2xW29GenHI/AAAAAAAABNY/vq1wqqEjkKo/s1600-h/391539_10150697542813658_654408657_9373683_974945504_n%25255B12%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;391539_10150697542813658_654408657_9373683_974945504_n&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mCx9rqKselA/T2xW4J_qCeI/AAAAAAAABNg/w4WKvbDjvDU/391539_10150697542813658_654408657_9373683_974945504_n_thumb%25255B10%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;391539_10150697542813658_654408657_9373683_974945504_n&quot; width=&quot;416&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 8 x Mid-Joint Wings (I happened to like this part the most)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 200ml Coca-Cola (normal ones; do not use Diet Coke / Coke Zero)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 200ml water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 1 tablespoon cooking oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marinade (adjust accordingly if quantity increase)&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 1 teaspoon of light soy sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 1/2 teaspoon of dark soy sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 1 teaspoon of sesame oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;*you do not have to put cornflour to marinade the chicken wings as Coca-Cola is a natural tenderizer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-LJVJXyiWOvs/T2xW5q60ReI/AAAAAAAABNo/iuFlxSPZ9dc/s1600-h/Mar23%25255B16%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Mar23&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ba0hvn4QZQk/T2xW8aMRNHI/AAAAAAAABNw/EJGltS1UWh0/Mar23_thumb%25255B14%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Mar23&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Marinade the chicken wings and set it aside for 15-30 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Heat 1 tablespoon of cooking oil in HCP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Brown chicken on both sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Pour in 200ml water + 200ml Coca-Cola + leftover marinade and let it simmer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;-Simmered till sauce becomes thick and sticky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Turn the chicken wings once manually or you can chose to flip the HCP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ODQGFezfNKs/T2xW-Cer77I/AAAAAAAABN4/ojUMgAtgqyA/s1600-h/P3191649%25255B10%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;P3191649&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-aftei_FkPtE/T2xW_i7U2bI/AAAAAAAABOA/yYHUK7UjGBU/P3191649_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;P3191649&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lcLWV_mPivY/T2xXBROjcrI/AAAAAAAABOI/FmwXpmBadmg/s1600-h/P3191666%25255B15%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;P3191666&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-w14fsDFEROk/T2xXCyhM8rI/AAAAAAAABOQ/QggGv-GzxJ8/P3191666_thumb%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;P3191666&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2Sg-5AaNxsI/T2xXD9w7MzI/AAAAAAAABOY/Gvube3iIvHg/s1600-h/P3191670%25255B10%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;P3191670&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3wmKW17e4NI/T2xXHICE5pI/AAAAAAAABOg/D1RBsevYgJ0/P3191670_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;P3191670&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-MXZyOr_6GFM/T2xXJ3FsV1I/AAAAAAAABOo/U0o_6EAFQpA/s1600-h/P3191671%25255B10%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;P3191671&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YmkDVVaw0ac/T205YakRhXI/AAAAAAAABO4/vAUgngR9tUc/P3191671_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;P3191671&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I locked the HCP while simmering to quicken the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Total simmer time should take approximately 20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The first time the Husband tasted this, he didn’t even know it was Coca-Cola. Yums!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/03/hcp-delights-coca-cola-chicken-wings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mCx9rqKselA/T2xW4J_qCeI/AAAAAAAABNg/w4WKvbDjvDU/s72-c/391539_10150697542813658_654408657_9373683_974945504_n_thumb%25255B10%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-6626848803908652868</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2012 14:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-22T17:35:24.459+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy Muses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><title>The Unpublished Photos</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;“A good snapshot stops a moment from running away.” – Eudora Weity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Taking lots of photos is one of the many things my friends (who are parents) have told me. Babies grow up faster than we imagine. Aaric is now at a stage that he loves to talk. Baby no more. You’d probably won’t ever catch him just sitting quietly and self-entertaining. For him, where there’s people, it’s playtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;It’s one of those nights that got me looking through the old albums. I missed him &lt;em&gt;looking&lt;/em&gt; so babyish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;“Smile!” At a mere 8 days old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/--8sw8QxIJP8/T2XvlysyS8I/AAAAAAAABJU/AmfO0SFypTg/s1600-h/iPhotos%252520167%25255B11%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;iPhotos 167&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-pclEZhz72ls/T2XvnBRPjGI/AAAAAAAABJc/v5VjTAoFgE0/iPhotos%252520167_thumb%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;iPhotos 167&quot; width=&quot;416&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;1.5 months old. First time going to church and fellowship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-m2Ho2CW0vo8/T2Xvo88DQeI/AAAAAAAABJk/6-VZ0x82Kh8/s1600-h/photo214.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;photo2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-nWWTHvpfwfE/T2XvqivI2GI/AAAAAAAABJo/yCncxoMwJbw/photo2_thumb11.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;photo2&quot; width=&quot;416&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;2 months old. My first day back at work, he knocked out once we got home. Plonked on the sofa and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2kdI5sT-aM4/T2XvsMHtPlI/AAAAAAAABJ0/lMVpdoM1MZo/s1600-h/IMG00128-20101209-1920_211.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;IMG00128-20101209-1920_2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gIExiKT7nD8/T2XvtrEGsWI/AAAAAAAABJ8/iA8fhYvQijI/IMG00128-20101209-1920_2_thumb9.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;IMG00128-20101209-1920_2&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;2.5 months old. The very tired ‘Baby Jesus’ who took part in the Christmas production that year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-nmQu70Su9UM/T2XvvRsPAgI/AAAAAAAABKE/oUeqQ0uOiXE/s1600-h/IMG00144-20101226-155510.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;IMG00144-20101226-1555&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-NP_ZNJz1tps/T2XvwzwljRI/AAAAAAAABKM/LoF8bWmPSU8/IMG00144-20101226-1555_thumb8.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;IMG00144-20101226-1555&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;“Thou shall not snatch my pacifier!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-QAK6K2soj68/T2Xvys60WaI/AAAAAAAABKU/o4Fa7zD4Ii8/s1600-h/iPhoto-25012.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;iPhoto 250&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-XA2Cs4f8DHA/T2Xvzx5e2lI/AAAAAAAABKc/uDUxC-uPRLY/iPhoto-250_thumb9.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;iPhoto 250&quot; width=&quot;416&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Spot a bit of his dimple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ThY-Lni_b3k/T2Xv1-Uum5I/AAAAAAAABKk/ldpbtm0Tcqc/s1600-h/iPhoto%252520118%25255B12%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;iPhoto 118&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VZ8sG77K7Y4/T2Xv3IwbIyI/AAAAAAAABKs/q7g28Af_SLM/iPhoto%252520118_thumb%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;iPhoto 118&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-7MX-mz1Dr8w/T2Xv4zqidXI/AAAAAAAABK0/nNl_zbcselY/s1600-h/IMG00065-20110228-1332%25255B11%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;IMG00065-20110228-1332&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-gnrH8xEGkrA/T2Xv6ck-riI/AAAAAAAABK8/32QJy9TJEpU/IMG00065-20110228-1332_thumb%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;IMG00065-20110228-1332&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;“Dressing up means going out! Yay!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-h_Y1Zd182ZU/T2Xv8XBc7PI/AAAAAAAABLE/_104Jpm_m9k/s1600-h/P1190548%25255B12%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;P1190548&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5XsWylkdl2Y/T2Xv-BIAbzI/AAAAAAAABLM/XLPDIjVy2KQ/P1190548_thumb%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;P1190548&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;No longer so babyish. But this boy sure knows how to melt people’s hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I love it that he loves to talk. I love it that he gives kisses and hugs generously. I love it that he calls us so affectionately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/03/unpublished-photos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-pclEZhz72ls/T2XvnBRPjGI/AAAAAAAABJc/v5VjTAoFgE0/s72-c/iPhotos%252520167_thumb%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-3982574073133369651</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 18:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-23T18:36:33.385+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HappyCall Delights</category><title>The Happycall Craze, Or Rave… / HCP Delights: Milo Marble Cake</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I bet you need no further introduction to this pan – very well-known as a double-sided pressure pan or a baking pan. It took me a long time before I plonked down good money for this purchase. Was very hesitant at first as there were too many fake pans being sold and in the end, got it off &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.gmarket.com.sg/&quot;&gt;Gmarket&lt;/a&gt; which ships in directly from Korea at less than SGD $70 (inclusive of shipping). Remember to check for authenticity before buying – you may refer to &lt;a href=&quot;http://cuisineparadisekitchentips.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-call-double-sided-pressure-pan.html&quot;&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; for things to look out for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I got the pan that is slightly bigger – also known as the multi-purpose pan. Pretty perfect to do some baking! In fact, the depth of the pan is good for doing so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-kuo2n1yQUiA/Tw8iaJqPY_I/AAAAAAAABEU/kbp9M_pLo3Q/s1600-h/Jan%25252013b%25255B13%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jan 13b&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;419&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4Ih0EeWDtmM/Tw8iawW2jVI/AAAAAAAABEc/HpXuiSwfgbU/Jan%25252013b_thumb%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;Jan 13b&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I attempted my first marble cake from scratch! My first bake after my Home Econs’ days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 250g Salted Butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 200g to 250g Extra Fine Sugar; I used Castor Sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 250g Self-Raising Flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- 6 Eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Milo Powder (amount as desired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Preparing the mix:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Mix the salted butter and sugar together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Pour in the eggs’ mixture bit by bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;- Add the self-raising flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Poured in the mixture; stir in the Milo powder… (keeping my fingers very crossed that the cake will ‘rise’)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-SjXtFFF-rww/Tw8ib-HHYMI/AAAAAAAABEg/6xrVQmgVNys/s1600-h/Jan%25252013a%25255B10%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jan 13a&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;419&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Au_hw9dRyW0/Tw8ic1wdYhI/AAAAAAAABEo/v3p5VtibEwI/Jan%25252013a_thumb%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;Jan 13a&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Put over low heat, approximately 8 – 10 minutes. Time to flip over! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PbPP5lhUiuE/Tw8idlV6G-I/AAAAAAAABE0/BebxiwBukj8/s1600-h/Jan%25252013c%25255B8%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jan 13c&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;419&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-fWOw62uB6Zk/Tw8ies-dGrI/AAAAAAAABE4/8GDIfrXT5Do/Jan%25252013c_thumb%25255B6%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;Jan 13c&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-PsTr1DgTjIg/Tw8ifTzgfaI/AAAAAAAABFA/ND5to5TUwZU/s1600-h/Jan%25252013d%25255B7%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jan 13d&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;419&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EexRZQizdnI/Tw8igTfDSUI/AAAAAAAABFI/kNnzMZv_o3Q/Jan%25252013d_thumb%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;Jan 13d&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Baking made easy! To me, doing the mix was more tedious as I have no cake mixer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I used Milo cos the Husband is one Milo/Nutella fan and ain’t a Marble Cake lover. This is to entice him to try my cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pApBMr4Y1Ws/Tw8ihWJZPPI/AAAAAAAABFQ/ZroIsL_FO7A/s1600-h/Jan%25252013%25255B9%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Jan 13&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-DmriA_Lo9eM/Tw8iiQSF0RI/AAAAAAAABFc/pMzub8cvYsc/Jan%25252013_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;Jan 13&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And if you have a less ‘fattening’ recipe, please share with me! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/01/happycall-craze-or-rave.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4Ih0EeWDtmM/Tw8iawW2jVI/AAAAAAAABEc/HpXuiSwfgbU/s72-c/Jan%25252013b_thumb%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-4858926661498672238</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2012 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-23T16:34:23.766+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Outfit For The Day (OFTD)</category><title>Outfit For The Day: Santa Baby</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Alrighty, these were shots taken last year during Christmas at our office luncheon! How very cute right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Many asked where I got the outfit and thought it cost a lot… Well, it doesn’t. And I seriously didn’t buy for the purpose of dressing him up for the party. It was purely a just-for-fun outfit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lhzs_niIfOw/TwmsVWF-GKI/AAAAAAAABDk/SQ4NgRJXwN4/s1600-h/Dec%25252022%25255B15%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Dec 22&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-fS3XucX7h_0/TwmsWQnSYxI/AAAAAAAABDo/Sr6uDSkuABk/Dec%25252022_thumb%25255B13%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Dec 22&quot; width=&quot;479&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4yU0pTIoJeI/TwmsXDYnmdI/AAAAAAAABDw/diOXRD0rtC8/s1600-h/Dec%25252022a%25255B10%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Dec 22a&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-3nvtAawpXv8/TwmsYD7OVuI/AAAAAAAABD8/MSpMryT-scE/Dec%25252022a_thumb%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Dec 22a&quot; width=&quot;476&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;(1-piece suit: H&amp;amp;M, Santa hat included; Socks: Model’s own)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-MGNFe8y8KUQ/TwmsZPJBHFI/AAAAAAAABEA/0IlfC5fP8Mg/s1600-h/Dec%25252022b%25255B9%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Dec 22b&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;278&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-0nRdv5zwyyQ/TwmsZ6jc54I/AAAAAAAABEI/mKdlTLKDJuI/Dec%25252022b_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Dec 22b&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/01/outfit-for-day-santa-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-fS3XucX7h_0/TwmsWQnSYxI/AAAAAAAABDo/Sr6uDSkuABk/s72-c/Dec%25252022_thumb%25255B13%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-3719936322009183048</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-22T17:47:44.807+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Aaric&#39;s World of Words</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><title>Aaric’s World Of Words</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;This little chatterbox of mine really likes to talk. Since the time he blabbered some words with understanding, there is no stopping him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Every morning he wakes up, he shouts, “ball ball” and points to the door. And randomly, he will start to shout any word that runs through his mind… “dog! duck! ball! ick (means kick)! mama! mama!” Just this morning, he woke up at 6-ish in the morning, sat our on bed and began to read a book. Can you beat that? He rattled on and on… “bear bear, ball ball, ba-by”… I glanced at him with my eyes barely open and continued sleeping… *yawns* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And so, this is pretty much how he sees things now (my guess)…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;All of the below are classified in the same category because they’re round and no prizes for guessing it right – all these to Aaric is “ball ball”!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Snsi3ZRZlcw/TwM6Lww0ShI/AAAAAAAABCI/b-vmfzAxsH4/s1600-h/PicsArt1325265457279%25255B4%25255D.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;PicsArt1325265457279&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PNDiOSwRJjs/TwM6Nn_9crI/AAAAAAAABCQ/kwqC3OPpsgk/PicsArt1325265457279_thumb%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;PicsArt1325265457279&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;However, when it comes to ‘banana’, he has no problem with that word at all. He goes ‘nana, nana’.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And this next category to Aaric are all ‘dogs’… You can guess why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5unzNkPl_O8/TwM6Px1o9XI/AAAAAAAABCY/a33Ks8vEI7A/s1600-h/PicsArt1325265963040%25255B4%25255D.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;PicsArt1325265963040&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-nGoHRKphLc8/TwM6RsC5rdI/AAAAAAAABCg/DCVO2Eku74g/PicsArt1325265963040_thumb%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: initial; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;PicsArt1325265963040&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;It’s amazing (and amusing!) to see how much he’s learning these days! He has mastered the ability to say ‘no no’ rather well, especially during mealtimes. A spoonfuls of his own food and he goes ‘no no’ coupled with hand action then points to our drinks and food, wants to take his own spoon, scoop the food, etc. And so, feeding him is taking a v-e-r-y much longer time these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Just for records’ sake before this Mommy here forgets, Aaric’s world of words till date. See if you managed to catch him saying these in future! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Words he say: Ball, bear, dog, door, duck, mama, da-di, ba-by, ick (kick), ite (kite), dar (star), no no, no more, nana (banana)…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Actions/sounds he make: fish, butterfly, elephant, flying kiss, pig, leopard/tiger/lion all with the same kind of roar, clap hands, lift up hands to worship, playing the drum, dust his hands to symbolize dirty (taught by grandma)… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;All I can remember as of now and I’m getting sleepy. So till then, next episode of Aaric’s World of Words will be back (soon, I hope)! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2012/01/aarics-world-of-words.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PNDiOSwRJjs/TwM6Nn_9crI/AAAAAAAABCQ/kwqC3OPpsgk/s72-c/PicsArt1325265457279_thumb%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-5006634881702025504</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2011 00:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-11T09:16:06.236+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy Muses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">She Writes...</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><title>Nothing Short Of Awesome…</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And by that, I meant, life has been nothing short of being awesomely… busy. That said, not in a bad way, of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Time for me to brush off the cobwebs and dust that has gathered. Haha! The boy’s food is cooking so I’m gonna do a quick update before we’re out for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Favorite month of the year is here. Sweet December, I’d call it. The Christmas tree is up, the Christmas shopping is ALMOST done – left with a handful of harder-to-tackle gifts. Toffee nut lattes make the best drink this season. Everywhere we go, the boy would shout ‘ball ball’ while pointing at those Christmas baubles. I can tell he like Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I’m still waiting patiently for the boy to start walking but slowly and surely, I believe. He’s developing amazingly in his speech though, knowing quite a couple of words by now – dog, duck, door, ball, bird, no more, yay... to name a few. He gives the most heartwarming goodbye coupled with his flying kiss, gives very enthusiastic yays with handclaps, lifts his hands to worship while watching praise and worship videos, tries to imitate the sound a sheep makes, knows how to sign fish and butterfly (though it kinda look the same, haha!), shares his biscuit with Daddy &amp;amp; Mommy and makes sure it touches our mouths, points to the picture of our church building and lift up his hands (cos we taught him going to church is to worship God). It’s a joy just to watch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;So have loads of fun and days filled with love! December’s made up of lovely gatherings. Enjoy this season, y’all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2011/12/nothing-short-of-awesome.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-3290146890996142475</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2011 08:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-22T17:50:52.030+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musings From A Mobile Cam</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Play Time</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><title>Straws Are For Playing (One Of His Many Antics…)</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Aaric loves new things – and it doesn’t necessarily be a toy. I came to a conclusion of not buying too many proper toys (&lt;em&gt;as in real toys, you know what I mean&lt;/em&gt;) previously cos he gets bored of them so easily! Simply a waste of money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Let me list down a few of his likes… Plates, bowls, cups, spoons, keys… and the list continues. He especially likes playing with straws. I guess it came about because he often sees us drinking from the straws. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I can imagine many parents staring from afar and wonder why on earth would anyone let their child play with straws. But… I needa keep this boy of mine very entertained during our mealtimes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proud owner of a black straw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-AwSts1itOjY/Tp_aQiV6lgI/AAAAAAAAA_M/05xLIVk3eK8/s1600-h/2011-10-17%25252014.48.36%25255B29%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;2011-10-17 14.48.36&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8EPGiH0YGqQ/Tp_aRU2uXKI/AAAAAAAAA_U/qivlYQnayhY/2011-10-17%25252014.48.36_thumb%25255B26%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;2011-10-17 14.48.36&quot; width=&quot;416&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;A series of funny actions he does with his straw. &lt;em&gt;Cute right!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously, who taught him all these?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BswKQsmg03M/Tp_aSO8CHRI/AAAAAAAAA_c/0fNVgiPfb9I/s1600-h/2011-10-17%25252014.49.22%25255B14%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;2011-10-17 14.49.22&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-u293JYfpQcM/Tp_aSgq_x-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/OGxTFxq5Bvg/2011-10-17%25252014.49.22_thumb%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;2011-10-17 14.49.22&quot; width=&quot;416&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-dX8ZkMrdCms/Tp_aTUMd3HI/AAAAAAAAA_s/tOe0l7qqS_w/s1600-h/2011-10-17%25252014.49.54%25255B10%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;2011-10-17 14.49.54&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-bJMG0LCkCGM/Tp_aT2TJy_I/AAAAAAAAA_0/q2cPuVlVnZs/2011-10-17%25252014.49.54_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;2011-10-17 14.49.54&quot; width=&quot;416&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-gaTaIZL_YfM/Tp_aUe8jEUI/AAAAAAAAA_8/heB7l6fwhqM/s1600-h/2011-10-17%25252014.50.31%25255B10%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;2011-10-17 14.50.31&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6H-sDd5TziE/Tp_aVDyzacI/AAAAAAAABAE/UBPjnWOgdgo/2011-10-17%25252014.50.31_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;2011-10-17 14.50.31&quot; width=&quot;416&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ObVILyg-xPY/Tp_aWLisO2I/AAAAAAAABAM/Il0LhxkXnl8/s1600-h/2011-10-17%25252014.50.18%25255B10%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;2011-10-17 14.50.18&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-opBxef8CjA0/Tp_aXBTn6II/AAAAAAAABAU/4HbedWoj-lQ/2011-10-17%25252014.50.18_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;2011-10-17 14.50.18&quot; width=&quot;416&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, while what you did was cute, it definitely wasn’t hunky for sure. :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ps: read the caption on his clothes… )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2011/10/straws-are-for-playing-one-of-his-many.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8EPGiH0YGqQ/Tp_aRU2uXKI/AAAAAAAAA_U/qivlYQnayhY/s72-c/2011-10-17%25252014.48.36_thumb%25255B26%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-8353113169869569965</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2011 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-23T11:27:27.918+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy Muses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">She Writes...</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><title>Today, You’re 11…</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Dear Boy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;It’s been a pretty long while since Mommy wrote to you. You’re 11 months old now, and soon, we’ll celebrate your big 1. It’s been heartening to see the way you’ve grown, Dad-Dad and Mommy is so, so, so PROUD of you. Everywhere you go, you bring much joy and laughter, simply because you’re so friendly and so easy to engage. We know we’re biased, but you’re the cutest little thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;These days, you’ve gained understanding of a few words and you’d respond whenever you hear these words being mentioned - clap hands, 拍手, hi, bye, wave your hands, shake your head, 舌头, well done and even a shout of ‘yay’. A kind of dance, you’d often do, which your Yi-Yi coined it as the penguin dance. You’d flapped your hands and do a lil’ shake-it-all-about, very comical to watch indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Bathtimes are your favourite regardless of how exhausted you are, splishin’ and splashin’ and sploshin’ away. Today must be an exception. You had a total meltdown. All play and no naps isn’t quite a good combination afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Mommy loves bedtime the most – the little bedtime games just so we can hear that contagious laughter of yours; a much-needed daily antidote to drive all our blues away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Though a little petite for boys your age, an alarming appetite you indeed have. I’m not complaining cos I love to see the way you eat so heartily. Cooking for you is Mommy’s pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;My wish for you is still the same, to be the happiest baby and a healthy boy in every single aspect – physically, emotionally, mentally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;From your greatest fans,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Dad-Dad &amp;amp; Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4Xne-gLrdIg/TmJcWG22ZKI/AAAAAAAAA-8/CTUno5mJhMw/s1600-h/2011-08-27%25252010.27.57%25255B14%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;2011-08-27 10.27.57&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;575&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-aURpUC0jTac/TmJcXNYU5HI/AAAAAAAAA_A/RqUx1BWW6wk/2011-08-27%25252010.27.57_thumb%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;2011-08-27 10.27.57&quot; width=&quot;436&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2011/09/today-youre-11.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-aURpUC0jTac/TmJcXNYU5HI/AAAAAAAAA_A/RqUx1BWW6wk/s72-c/2011-08-27%25252010.27.57_thumb%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-8575902005162431414</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2011 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-23T11:28:51.556+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy Muses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musings From A Mobile Cam</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><title>Musings From A Mobile Phone</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I hold two phones – a BlackBerry and an iPhone. And I love the iPhone for the superduperawholelotta apps – especially photography ones. So it’s no wonder why I have a huge stash of photos in that 32GB of space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Now, blogger should so have an app for us to blog directly from the phone. *grumbles* Anyway, if that ever happens, I think I’m gonna get lazier, cos I’ll have a lot of “let-the-pictures-do-the-talk-kind-of-brainless-posts”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Photos from the iPhone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Kjk07wwgsqU/TklQo8zDfqI/AAAAAAAAA98/6zMrWYhFMKU/s1600-h/iPhoto%2525201048%25255B17%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;iPhoto 1048&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;575&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-D7RiVnzFSis/TklQpnDB0RI/AAAAAAAAA-A/0bALsf-FRrU/iPhoto%2525201048_thumb%25255B15%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline;&quot; title=&quot;iPhoto 1048&quot; width=&quot;436&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-IqHwOrtSSI4/TklQrAbP7ZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/f3n-8ucSep0/s1600-h/iPhoto%252520965%25255B29%25255D.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;iPhoto 965&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;389&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-YsHCilaDoUI/TklQs5qKuuI/AAAAAAAAA-I/SgrkggQdVH8/iPhoto%252520965_thumb%25255B27%25255D.png?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;iPhoto 965&quot; width=&quot;575&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-wOZyozrlrEs/TklQtnqgIhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/US74hFEmm5o/s1600-h/iPhoto%2525201020%25255B9%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;iPhoto 1020&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;575&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xQQWNhxWxYo/TklQuTTp2TI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/BqDU2n25D_o/iPhoto%2525201020_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline;&quot; title=&quot;iPhoto 1020&quot; width=&quot;390&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-e2lgMwoL7I0/TklQu2KvUVI/AAAAAAAAA-U/99OIVz64ZV4/s1600-h/iPhoto%2525201021%25255B9%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;iPhoto 1021&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;575&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-S-UnXz-imQg/TklQvtF8sUI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/vMYHfCM4vQc/iPhoto%2525201021_thumb%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline;&quot; title=&quot;iPhoto 1021&quot; width=&quot;390&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RlWS_vMSswI/TklQwGEgLbI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ftRuM99aP5M/s1600-h/iPhoto%2525201047%25255B8%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;iPhoto 1047&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;575&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Wo2tvbphh2c/TklQw13rahI/AAAAAAAAA-g/7O4GpsuL3eo/iPhoto%2525201047_thumb%25255B6%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;iPhoto 1047&quot; width=&quot;390&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Just checking in and doing a quick update. Who can resist cute pictures right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Till the next post, I wish you happy days filled with sunshine and love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2011/08/musings-from-mobile-phone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-D7RiVnzFSis/TklQpnDB0RI/AAAAAAAAA-A/0bALsf-FRrU/s72-c/iPhoto%2525201048_thumb%25255B15%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932382976555597195.post-8186516383480557686</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 03:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-23T11:29:46.531+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Play Time</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simply Aaric</category><title>Rollin’ And Bouncin’ Good Times</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;One of his current favourites – squishy toy balls. I guess he likes the fact that they are just nice for his hands, colourful, bouncy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The Husband and I like to throw the ball towards him and one of us will use his tiny hands to pretend catching the ball. Gets him in loud chuckles all the time. Shall try to video it in future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;One thing I do try to do – rotate his toys. I realized that he loses interest whenever I give him a toy for “too long”. By that, I meant the same toys for a few days. So, rotation of toys preserves the novelty a little! Y’know, at this age, they don’t really play with toys; they play with whatever we touch. I guess it intrigues them more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And so, I did this before, sort of get some into a panic attack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chill, it’s an empty packet drink and he doesn’t suck up anything from this straw.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-VzEaDtFHfkk/TjoQJ86ar1I/AAAAAAAAA8o/XwvpML7Gkng/s1600-h/Aug%2525204%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Aug 4&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JnyJVlNmBSs/TjoQKjgq_FI/AAAAAAAAA8s/MLo7yYEAlz0/Aug%2525204_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Aug 4&quot; width=&quot;426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The boy and his (toy) balls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-efSPfAF2TBs/TjoQLnSxQlI/AAAAAAAAA8w/hq4KSMXkMB8/s1600-h/Aug%2525202%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Aug 2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-R4lZyO7Pm0Y/TjoQMXP63MI/AAAAAAAAA80/0LYpB9lLCE0/Aug%2525202_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Aug 2&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-y6lrmyV23kk/TjoQNHcdb6I/AAAAAAAAA84/pB9djkZAq_k/s1600-h/Aug%2525202a%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Aug 2a&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ZQQprA_RooQ/TjoQNykpE_I/AAAAAAAAA88/UXbOCXNV47g/Aug%2525202a_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Aug 2a&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5iAJQa61-YY/TjoQOgZZOHI/AAAAAAAAA9A/8WJgzk8gAyw/s1600-h/Aug%2525202b%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Aug 2b&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/-TFAGBAQJPHw/TjoQPH8RvRI/AAAAAAAAA9E/zWJkO6JJ7Uo/Aug%2525202b_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Aug 2b&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5UoqMqvz1RI/TjoQPyRPCxI/AAAAAAAAA9I/CXjAhBTr7Mg/s1600-h/Aug%2525202c%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Aug 2c&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Pjk0u9jzeYk/TjoQQp_Ft-I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/xa5eP6aYCgg/Aug%2525202c_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Aug 2c&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4nauv-hjRRM/TjoQRS9HkvI/AAAAAAAAA9U/3vfgo1L_Kko/s1600-h/Aug%2525202d%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Aug 2d&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Cq5I3MQkHw0/TjoQR4Ip6PI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/MM-sWnK98-I/Aug%2525202d_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Aug 2d&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Getting a bit bored… plunged for the camera the next split second!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-UKDn04-zIfE/TjoQSiYVSQI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ufm3pFwFPvs/s1600-h/Aug%2525202e%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Aug 2e&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;416&quot; src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/-t9X_y4QZH00/TjoQTUQuHvI/AAAAAAAAA9g/PKpQsoAmnfk/Aug%2525202e_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;Aug 2e&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Got these squishy balls at Carrefour, 6-in-a-pack for $9! Not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; cheap ya! I thought stuff like these used to be much cheaper? Hmm…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.my52weeks.net/2011/08/rollin-and-bouncin-good-times.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lixia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JnyJVlNmBSs/TjoQKjgq_FI/AAAAAAAAA8s/MLo7yYEAlz0/s72-c/Aug%2525204_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>