Breasts.

Yes you heard me correctly. I said breasts.

This is not any x-rated posting but just that I don’t understand WHY my girls have these interests in Breasts.

They are not endowed yet. Years to go.. But any jokes, questions or topic, they never fail to ask me about it. My eldest will ask me, Mama, when you were young like me, did you have breasts yet? When did you wear a Bra? Why do breasts shake ah. How come mine is not big? She asks, when will she get one as big? She cannot wait to grow up and have…. Breasts.  sigh. I told her that while it is growing, she might feel uneasy and a little painful at the chest. Need to wear the support.

They love to talk about breasts that go a-jiggling. They fix their curious eyes at women’s breasts and tell me in a loud whisper that “Mom, that lady’s neh neh boo boo is shaking shaking..” Eeekkkkkkkk! Mom pretends not to hear that, but surely that lady heard it?!

And don’t laugh at what happened this morning ok? We were in a lift. My youngest daughter was looking at me.. I didn’t know what was on her mind but she looked … cheeky. Very cheeky.

In the lift, were…  a father and his two daughters, also ready for school. A male neighbour in office attire. Then, my daughter, lift up her hands to my breasts and did …coochy coochy coo!! ON MY BREASTS!!

WAH LIAOOOOOOOOO!!!!

i’M NOT SURE IF ANYONE SAW BUT WE WERE ALL IN THE LIFT, IN A SMALL LIFT OKAY?!!

I quickly reached my girl’s hand, gave her a pretend smile and held her hand so tight. Gosh going down 10 levels sure felt like eternity…sigh..

I quickly got out of the lift when it touched ground with my girl… what can I say? I have to make sure I don’t bump into those men again!! How embarrasing! I told my girl in the car NEVER NEVER to do that again.. and she went “neh neh neh boo boo…”

I made such a blunder. Last week, my daughter was invited to a birthday party. Spymama had been pretty busy lately and didn’t really register her friend’s name. Actually I did remember about the name but I had forgotten about it the moment I reached the clubhouse’s multi purpose room where the birthday celebration was. Spykiddo asked, “Mom, you sure you want to meet my friend’s mom?”  I answered, “Of course, at least this is a good chance to know your friends and their parents, right? At the door, I saw the poster and remembered the invite card pretty well.

The door to the party. See, a poster outside.

I walked into the room where some of her friends are… So.. where is Hannah Montana? I asked looking at the young girls all standing in a group. Shoudn’t we wish her a Happy Birthday first? Then the girls burst out laughing!! My daughter, pulled my sleeve and said.. “Mom! Hannah Montana is the character on television!! This is a Hannah Montana theme. Birthday girl is Jenine, not Hannah Montana! And with that the girls laughed… Oh My.. No wonder the name Hannah Montana sounded a little familiar! *scratches head* Aiyoooooooo….

Do you know all the characters or the idols your children likes?

My daughter said afterwards, it would have been even better if there was a real Hannah Montana there… my young dreamer.

Ever since I started using the internet in the 90s, it has been an ongoing effort to resist the temptation doing online shopping from the massive websites available in cyberspace. One of the most items that I have bought online over the years are books, especially cook books that I can never find in the local bookstores here. And the prices are also reasonable too. I guess my diet of cook books never wavered. The only peculiar habit that I have is that I will buy 2 copies of them because I must confess that I have this habit of collecting books in their mint condition so one is used for browzing while, one is for keeps.

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The weather is getting colder lately. It’s been pouring. This is all part of global warming, I guess. Some places flooding, ice and glaciers melting. And extreme weather conditions.

But WAIT!!! It’s not all that Bad.

Spymama has a Special Soup for YOU!

I made Minestrone Soup with lots of Vegetable and some little bits of Alphabet Pasta. So if you happen to drop by here and find me not sipping Teh Tarik, please help yourself to a bowl of soup.

Hope it makes your heart warm and fuzzy for a Great Weekend. Don’t forget to smile and make a stranger happy. It could be me that you bumped into! *grin*

Spymama got an award but.. i have to go pick up my darling daughter from school. Be back later to post My Special Award…

This morning, Spymama did some bloghopping. From one blog she hops to another. Boy, there were many lovely blogs out there. If Spymama were to sit in front of the pc whole day, there would be no breakfast, lunch and dinner on the table. So Spymama bloghopped to some regulars and some new bloggers. Then started to separate the guys and the girls. After all, one day if we have Tea Party, we can put all of you into two rows so you all can dance, okay? Spymama is a little bit old fashioned, pardon me okie?

After getting high, Spymama did ask some bloggers if they’d be willing to let me link to them and them linked to me. They call it Link Love, I like that term. After all, Spymama’s legs are not strong enough to always hop too far, so having the blog links here is easier and convenient for Spymama too.

After leaving some happy chats, fried prawns dangling on some cboxes, these few bloggers were only too happy to link to me. Yippeee! Now, Spymama is deliriously happy that she has made many new regular friends. Some say if too happy can do some somersaults but can’t do that, so perhaps I should just write about it.

Today, Spymama made some new friendly bondings with Nyumix, Christina (YY, why?), Cendrine, Rose and Homelife. Spymama gonna add Mummy Gwen too. Tonight Spymama will be too happy, it will be difficult to sleep! Spypapa asks why is a smile pasted on me face..

But of course, Spymama also cherishes all those in the blogrolls too. Hugs to all!

Queues Queues Queus..

I Queued for the longest time yesterday. Each queue lasted a good almost an hour long each! Why? I had to go to the bank to cash out a cheque. Then I queued to get a doctor’s letter for my girl (this doc very popular lah. I was even there before the clinic opened!), Then I queued to at the post office to remit money for my helper, and I queued at the AXS kiosk to pay my credit card bills!

I’ve been standing on longer queues like few hours when I fed my fetish for First Day Covers decades ago. But yesterday morning was something I was asking for.. I could have just done them all on different days of the month, but I had to pick end month, when everyone has their salary credited or paid, and bills to pay. Ya, I shouldn’t be complaining about it, right?

Anyway, I used to collect queue pictures so these pictures are some of my collections.

Donut Queue

Nasi Lemak Queue

Sakae Sushi Queue

My daughter had a temperature when she reached home after school. It was about 38 deg C so I let her take some paracetamol.  I also went to the drugstore to get those cooling pads for the forehead, and some Neurofen for high fever treatment, just in case.

By the afternoon, it got pretty hot and reaching 39 deg C. I started to sponged her with some tepid water and gave her lots of water to drink. She was still in high spirits and could joke too. She kept laughing and said it was so cold when I wipe down her armpit area and places where the body retains more heat. And I gave her 5mls of Neurofen since it was considered high fever. I thought of calling the clinic but end up thought I should monitor a day at least. After all, most of the time when my kids fall sick, the doc will just give the same paracetamol, Neurofen and cough mixture (if she is coughing). They will also ask me to monitor in case she has phlegm, or fever don’t go down after 2 or 3 days then only visit again.

I cook light watery porridge and fed her less so not to aggravate her sickly body. Lucky she was able to even ask for a biscuit or two between intervals which showed more positive signs. By the evening, her fever had subsided but I still continued giving her paracetamol at 6 hourly intervals and monitored throughout the night in case she is hot again.

Guess being a mom is a full time work. But then our love for them and their health is something that spurs us to care for them without feeling the burden.

Today when I sent my girl to her speech and drama class, she cried. sigh.. last week she was okay, but today not. She was close to tears when I brought her to class and I was at the window panel trying to reassure here that I will be waiting for her. I made a gesture with my hand (wait sign plus point down) to tell her I will be here all the time. But she started to cry. The teacher held her hands and brought all the girls and boys to the toilet to relieve themselves before class. When they were out of sight, I made my way out of the grounds because I needed to pick up my other girl who finishes the same time. I was worried the school gate will be locked too and I can’t drive out. And the same time, I have this heavy feeling in my heart about leaving my girl. The feeling was more of guilt.

So I quickly picked up my eldest, brought her home and got her to shower quickly, brought her comphrehension papers as we would have to pick up my youngest in half hours’ time. When I got there, I peeked at her and she seemed alright. The idea that I am there made my heart feel better. And while waiting for her at the foyer, I got my girl to read her comphrehension homework first.