Here's what the kids made for their Daddy this year.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
More Crafts
Charcoal pencil drawing
Finger painting
Dot paintingHere are some crafts that we did in a day- because Mommy didn't lesson plan for the week... :)
Friday, May 15, 2009
Mosiac craft
A piece of mosiac craft that Chris did after we read a book on Italy. We painted broken egg shells and she drew a tulip on the plasticine, and pressed the egg shells in.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Princess # 2 cont.
Lolo has been so funny and cute, even though she's so mischievous, she's been getting away with murder. One day, she hit her sister, and when asked to apologize, she said, "Sorry, Jie Jie," in a sing-song way. Daddy reprimanded her and told her to apologize, not to sing a song, and I just fell off the chair laughing.
Another time we were in the car, she wanted the water bottle from Chris. She was trying to snatch it, and Chris told her to ask nicely and say, "May I?" She said, " May I, may I?" in a really frustrated tone, and I just burst out laughing again. This is one kid who obeys the letter of the law, but definitely not the spirit of it.
She's definitely a princess - in - training, but a princess of God's kingdom and in my heart, nonetheless.
Another time we were in the car, she wanted the water bottle from Chris. She was trying to snatch it, and Chris told her to ask nicely and say, "May I?" She said, " May I, may I?" in a really frustrated tone, and I just burst out laughing again. This is one kid who obeys the letter of the law, but definitely not the spirit of it.
She's definitely a princess - in - training, but a princess of God's kingdom and in my heart, nonetheless.
Princess #2
Princess #2, Lolo, ( is what I call her) has been torturing us and cracking us up at the same time lately.
She has been refusing to put the diaper on to sleep at night, and we always lose the fight to get it on her. So we sneak the diaper on when she's asleep, but she still wakes up crying because she has peed in the diaper, and wants to pee in the potty, so we take her to the potty, and then fight again to get another diaper on her. Of course, we lose again to her multi-fold strategy of thrashing around on the bed while screaming her lungs out that she wants to wear underwear so we can't get even get a grip of her.
So after a week of her wetting her brand-new mattress, and changing bedsheets in the middle of the night, AND trying to get her to go back to sleep again after all the trauma, we were worn out and desperate. But a quick search on the internet saved us. An article said that only 66% of kids below 3 are potty trained at night, and suggested the use of pull-ups. Duh, why didn't we think of that?!!
We went and bought pull-ups today, and told her how they are special underwear for the night. She liked it! For 5 minutes. Then she didn't want to wear it anymore. But Daddy decided it was time she knew who was boss, and after disciplining her, she kept it on.
A valuable lesson learned was that it had been more than just a potty training issue. It was a matter of the heart. Lolo was showing defiance and rebellion, and needed to learn to obey.
As I'm writing this, she's screaming again, and it's 12:08am. Sigh...
She has been refusing to put the diaper on to sleep at night, and we always lose the fight to get it on her. So we sneak the diaper on when she's asleep, but she still wakes up crying because she has peed in the diaper, and wants to pee in the potty, so we take her to the potty, and then fight again to get another diaper on her. Of course, we lose again to her multi-fold strategy of thrashing around on the bed while screaming her lungs out that she wants to wear underwear so we can't get even get a grip of her.
So after a week of her wetting her brand-new mattress, and changing bedsheets in the middle of the night, AND trying to get her to go back to sleep again after all the trauma, we were worn out and desperate. But a quick search on the internet saved us. An article said that only 66% of kids below 3 are potty trained at night, and suggested the use of pull-ups. Duh, why didn't we think of that?!!
We went and bought pull-ups today, and told her how they are special underwear for the night. She liked it! For 5 minutes. Then she didn't want to wear it anymore. But Daddy decided it was time she knew who was boss, and after disciplining her, she kept it on.
A valuable lesson learned was that it had been more than just a potty training issue. It was a matter of the heart. Lolo was showing defiance and rebellion, and needed to learn to obey.
As I'm writing this, she's screaming again, and it's 12:08am. Sigh...
Monday, April 27, 2009
Roses from my princess
I wish I took a picture of the red roses Chris bought for me. She had gone out with Daddy to Cold Storage, and when she saw the flowers, she told Daddy she wanted to buy them for Mommy because " I love her very much and want to make her very happy".
I was a very happy mommy that night, and felt so blessed. :)
I was a very happy mommy that night, and felt so blessed. :)
It's a Boy!
It's been such a long time since I last blogged, I must have lost anyone who was following my postings. I kept thinking, " I'll do it when the first trimester's over".
It's over now, and I'm feeling alot better in the second trimester. Thought I was never going to get past the 'survival' mode, but thankfully, my energy lasts longer, and I feel pretty normal again.
Found out late January that I was pregnant, and for the first time, I could really relate to how Mary must have felt when told she was pregnant. I prayed her prayer, " I don't know what's going to happen, Lord, but be it unto me, according to Your will."
On Wednesday, the doc confirmed that it was a boy. I was in a little bit of a shock, felt so inadequate and clueless about how to take care of a boy. Also, all the stories I've heard of boys came to mind, stories that I've heard and thought, " my princesses would never do that", and now I would experience firsthand what it's like to raise a boy.
Dh reminded me that boys and girls need the same things: love, care, nurture, discipling.
I'm both excited and fearful at the same time, but the Giver of Life will supply everything I need in order to raise 3 children to bring glory to Him.
It's over now, and I'm feeling alot better in the second trimester. Thought I was never going to get past the 'survival' mode, but thankfully, my energy lasts longer, and I feel pretty normal again.
Found out late January that I was pregnant, and for the first time, I could really relate to how Mary must have felt when told she was pregnant. I prayed her prayer, " I don't know what's going to happen, Lord, but be it unto me, according to Your will."
On Wednesday, the doc confirmed that it was a boy. I was in a little bit of a shock, felt so inadequate and clueless about how to take care of a boy. Also, all the stories I've heard of boys came to mind, stories that I've heard and thought, " my princesses would never do that", and now I would experience firsthand what it's like to raise a boy.
Dh reminded me that boys and girls need the same things: love, care, nurture, discipling.
I'm both excited and fearful at the same time, but the Giver of Life will supply everything I need in order to raise 3 children to bring glory to Him.
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