Patterns And Textures

A few months ago 'Bee and I were at the (then) newly opened Paragon Mall when Grandson started to fuss and demanded for his feed. We looked around and eventually managed to find a secluded spot with enough privacy for 'Bee to breast- feed him.

Just as 'Bee was getting ready to nurse him, he caught sight of the floor tiles. Immediately he forgot all about his hunger, turned himself around to face downwards and started examining the pattern made by the floor tiles.

Nothing we did could turn his attention away from the distraction. The little boy loves patterns and textures.

Grandson studying the pattern made by the floor tiles

Empty Chair

I saw this empty baby chair and was overwhelmed by a longing to see my Grandson, touch him, and cuddle him.

The Boy Bites

Yesterday at lunch Grandson was overcome by a desire to suck his Mommy's finger. Suddenly he lost control and bit his mom!

The little boy now has teeth and the bite was quite hard so it left a scar.

Motherhood is indeed fraught with dangers unexpected and unknown.

Bits of My Mom

Last night, we went for dinner with Grandson. To my delight he was all smiles when he came into the car. He was even smiling when he was having his feed.

How my heart melts when he smiles!

Again it struck me how his features resemble my mother's whenever he smiles. And I'm not the only one to say this.

It’s nice to see bits of her in Caden.

My mom

Giggly Pink Ladies

We found a very accommodating photographer at the pink party Baby Sis invited me to recently. Sunny Tan took our photos, and surprise! surprise! he also emailed them to us as promised! 

This is a very rare occurrence for Baby Sis and me because we have been "conned" so many times by photographers taking photos of us in our nyonya attire that we have become very skeptical when photographers say that they will send us our photos. That almost always happens when we are dressed as nyonyas. I wonder why? 

Anyway, thank you very much Sunny! You're the best. You keep your promises. And we love the photos.

We started out trying (unsuccessfully) to put on a bored look...

...that soon fell apart when the giggles burst forth

Real Reading

Tonight is one of those rare nights when I get to curl up in bed and catch up on my reading. Such nights are too few and too far between to satisfy a true blue librocubicularist like me.

I read a lot but reading is only reading when I have a physical book in my hands. Reading from a screen, whether of an iPad, phone or computer is simply not the same. Reading is really reading only when I have a real book with pages I can touch and feel.

The book I am reading now

Woman Has Prostate Cancer

This morning I overheard my colleague telling another colleague, "My friend's mother just found out that she has prostate cancer. The doctor gave her six months."

That immediately caught my attention. Unable to contain my curiosity I blurted out, "How can she have prostate cancer?"

"Why not?" she replied.

I explained, "Women don't have prostate glands la! Only men can get prostate cancer."

That's when she clarified, "Oh, I was saying that she had FOURTH STAGE cancer."

And we had a good laugh over something that is certainly no laughing matter.