Here's a picture taken few months before we moved to Hungary. At the park where we usually go to on the weekends.
She's a baldy here because we just shaved her head. She looked so cute here. She is still cute, just miss her when she was this age. You put her in one place she will stay there. LOL Just joking. I enjoy her now and enjoyed her those days.
I read this news from wcbstv.com. A 7 year old stole his grandma SUV. LOL
Florida Boy, 7, Drives Wheel Off SUV
Child Faces Grand Theft Auto Charges
Police say a 7-year-old Florida boy faces grand theft auto charges after taking his grandmother's sport utility vehicle for a joyride.
The eight minute trek left a swath of damage in his Palm Beach Gardens neighborhood Friday. The boy smashed mailboxes, hit parked cars and signposts. He was unhurt.
Police say he literally drove until a wheel fell off. The right front wheel, to be exact, which broke off after the boy hit a sign.
Police spokeswoman Ellen Lovejoy says the boy is unlikely to be prosecuted. They arrested him so he can get some help, noting the excursion was "unusual behavior for a 7-year-old."
It actually reminds me of my younger brother. I was about 6 years old. Kindergarten age. My brother was 4. I remember one particular day when my father just came back from work, half day work, he went and took a nap. My father usually parked his car in front of the house. Opposite, there was a small hill.
I saw that my father left his car key on the kitchen table as usual. Then the next time I saw it wasn't there. But I didn't care. LOL Then my brother came and bragged saying he drove the car. Of course I wouldn't believe. Who would believe a 4 year old driving a car?
It was then forgotten. Later that evening, we wanted to go visit our grandparents. My mother's parents that is. We went out to the car and lo and behold, we saw the car parked nicely on the small hill! My father went berserk. I told him my brother did mention to me that he drove the car. Then my brother really got some good "butt spanking".
It was amazing how he could drive the car up the hill when he was too short to reach the pedals. But he really did! He was a fast learner when it comes to this kind of things. I didn't know which was the gas and which was the break till I was much much older. :)I just hope his 2 boys won't follow him, I mean in this sense. ;P
Picture blurry, but I like it. :p She's the oldest of the 3. Three years old.
Here is Mizah and her brother, Redzuan. Really naughty kids I was told by my dad. Real cheeky imps. :D
And this one is the latest one. Let me see, 6-7 months old Raihans. Here he had some rashes on his face. Cleared up already though. He looks exactly like the big sis. One thing I always wonder, I sometimes would get quite tired at the end of the day with Bonnie only. How to handle 3 kids whose age gap are 1 year each. Crazy.. LOLI was preparing to go for my tutoring, came out from the bathroom, lo and behold, what did I see?
The little imp caught red handed applying lipstick on her lips. In this case caught red lipped. She was so happy applying the lipstick.
Went to the looking glass and admired her make up job. My lipstick ruined but it was so funny and cute that I forgave her for that. Oh my girl is growing up. Not really that fast, but she is trying to be like a grown up. :)
Went for my tutoring yesterday. This is my sweet little charge. 8 year old Tomi. He is going to have a costume party at his school next week. But due to my request he put on his costume just for me. :)
Today's my dad's 65th Birthday. I miss him a lot! This is my first time being this far from my family and first time that I didn't see him this long period of time. My heart is just aching of missing so much.
Yesterday was my husband's birthday. Happy Birthday Sayang.
I'd like to write more, but I'm not feeling well. I feel as if I'm going to get a fever again.
I'm still smiling from my daughter's first real talking back. She was sitting on my lap this morning, and I just said, "Bonnie busuk." Bonnie stinky. She replied "neem..(no)mommy, busuk". That was her first defend reply. I realize now, she's 2 years and 1 month old, and I can't openly criticize her cause she can really understand and can talk back in defence. So ended are the days of direct criticism.
Since our daughter is already 2 years old, we've decided to potty train her. The only thing is, we have no experience at all for she is our first and only child at the moment.
We bought a small red coloured plastic potty for her. At first we wanted to get the toilet seat for children. So that we don't have to clean the potty. But we didn't because I read in one of the Parenting books that training using the child toilet seats intimidates the child. Anyway, we got the potty, so our journey of potty training began.
I usually told her when she soiled her diaper, that she "poo poo"ed. And if she pass urine, I would tell her, she "wee wee'd. Yeah the cute baby terms. So I started to show her the toilet and the potty and say poo poo. So since then every time she saw her potty or the toilet she would say poo poo.
My father advised us to try to put her on the potty first thing in the morning everyday. So I did that. Even showed her a picture of a toddler sitting on her potty too. And all the time I put her on the potty, she thought it was a game, smiling,laughing and wanted to see the baby sitting on the potty picture and imitate. Every time I heard, or saw that she was doing the "work" I would scream, "wait!!! potty! potty!" and run for the potty.But didn't work, because she never wanted to poo poo in the potty. She even got tired of it.
However, one morning, she said, "poo poo, poo poo" and pointed towards the toilet. So I asked her, "Bonnie, wants to poo poo?". She answered,"jo" means okay. I was really happy and excited that finally, she's getting it. I put her on the toilet and held her hands so she wouldn't fall.Waited. She smiled. Waited.... "Poo poo or not?", I asked. "jo" okay she answered. And I saw she was finally trying to push out something. Here it is, the moment of triumph in my career as a parent is close at hand..................... A big fart. Then she said. "Done" I was like.... "whhaaaatt???!!! That was it????". She looked at me with a straight face and got off the toilet. I felt cheated. Maybe she thought,"what else you want from me?"
So we decided to give the matter a rest for a few more weeks, at least till she understands what's the difference between "poo poo" and fart. And gives me time to read on about potty training.
"The terrible two" is a term given by Dr. Benjamin Spock to 2 year old children. Why are they called that? Well, any parent of a 2 year old would be able to tell a long, long story of why they are called that.
Bonnie, my daughter just turned 2 last month. And truly,she has lived up to the title quite well. This is the time when they feel that they need to test the limits. My mother in law told me that taking care of her is like taking care of four children. This she compared to my brother in law's four children that she had to take care sometimes.
Now that she has already started to speak the most used word is "Nem" or no in Hungarian. Even before I ask her a question the word "Nem' came out.Like, "Bonnie, would you..." "Nem!"."Bonnie,come and..." "Nem!" Cute and funny at first but it started to become annoying. Taking off and putting on clothes has become a real challenge. If we want to be out of the house before 10 o'clock we have to start dressing her up 30 minutes earlier. She would like to choose the clothes to wear and she kept changing her mind.
She, being a girl, has made a rival out of me. She doesn't like me being near to her daddy too much. She pushed me away when I was cozying up to her daddy while watching tv and parked herself where I was seconds before. I used to tell her daddy,"you must be flattered that two girls are after you at the same time".
Every morning she would ask me to put on "snow white" for her to watch. I said "no,not today". Then she would say "kisvakony, jo?" ("little mole" ok?).If I said no to that too, she would say, "piggy, jo?" (that's what she called for winnie the pooh, her favourite is piglet.) It sounded funny that she tried to talk me into saying yes. At 2 years old! I can't imagine how it'd be like when she's got a larger vocabulary. I guess I would have to listen to all the reasons why I should give the things that she asks for. Oh boy, oh boy...
And another thing,her toys are everywhere! We even had to sleep with her toys sometimes. Well, she would be playing in our bed before bedtime, she might leave a few small pieces of toy that we couldn't see.I am starting to feel that the house will never look tidy ever again.
However, although I feel she's driving me up the wall sometimes, the reward of having a child around has made the whole parenting business so worthwhile.Stealing kisses from her while she's sleeping is like a sweet payment for all the things that we had to put up with her while she was up. But I still am looking forward to the ending of the Terrible two phase. :)
