Before I’m swamped with all the prep for Chinese New Year, I think I should finish this update on my tot
16 months old – the Mad Hatter
Our toddler must have been British in her past life because she loves hats LOL
This Mickey Mouse hair band was a party gift her brother received but she has claimed it as her own.
Her favourite is a sailor cap she wears when she plays with her toys – a thinking cap?
Other “hats” she’s tried on include one of my straw hats, her brother’s old caps, a pail, a grocery bag and even her brother’s underwear!
Mind you, it’s a pair of Thomas the Tank Engine (she loves trains too) underwear and it’s CLEAN. Try as we did, she REFUSED to take it off!
Another memory this month is her first haircut: a total disaster. When I brought her to the hairdresser’s, she agreed to sit on the chair and even put on the smock.
However, the minute the hairstylist (a young guy) held a bit of her hair and snipped it, she let out a BLOOD-CURDLING scream as if he’d snipped her ear!
The poor dude must have been traumatised and I quickly checked if she’d been cut. She wasn’t – she just didn’t want a haircut. She howled and I tried putting her on my lap but nope, she’d cry when he touched her hair. I then tried holding her while he snipped but she kept trashing about, I decided that it was too dangerous.
See the really short edges on the left side of her fringe?
Maybe she knows she’s got bad hair days and decides to wear hats until it grew out
17 months old – The Food Critic
See my little “foodie”?
It’s a joy to cook and serve food because she’ll come running. As a baby, she’d bounce on her high chair and YELL when she sees or hears the sound of crockery or cutlery.
Now, she smacks her lips when she sees photos of foods or even food appearing on TV.
She’s a total opposite of the fussy eater and I think that she’s been a great influence on her brother.
When he sees her eating a new type of food, he’s more willing to give it a try since another kid is happily chomping it down.
Also, she loves fruits and vegetables and unlike her brother, she doesn’t have a sweet tooth.
While he loves sweet potato, she hates it until I steamed some sweet potato and cut them into cubes. She used to dislike fish too (which he loves) but now, thankfully, both of them like steamed fish, fried fish or baked salmon with herbs.
Since she prefers savoury foods, while her brother likes bland Chinese food, I always need to plan a meal that would satisfy these two different “customers”
18 months old – the Daredevil
Toddlers know no fear and ours seem to be a Michelle Yeoh in the making.
Since she could walk, she has:
a) climbed up dining chairs and then on to the dining table to help herself to a snack
b) climbed up her brother’s chair to reach at his pencils, books and other untouchables
c) climbed up to about 6 steps high up the bedroom window grille and dropped herself down on the bed for a good bounce!!!
d) climbed up the backrest of the sofa and attempted to stand there O_O
This little girl (less than 3 ft tall) spells TROUBLE.
21 months old – The gymnastics begin
This toddler loves music and shakes her head in time to catchy music or even gets up to dance.
Favourite song? “Meet Me Halfway” by the Black Eyed Peas
But I was taken aback when she started doing her gymnastics:
I worry about her neck and spine when I see her like that but this monkey enjoys doing this. She still does this now although she hasn’t successfully tumbled over yet.
I have no idea what to do but just watch – the cheeky monkey will giggle at me while she’s upside down! Sometimes, I ignore her in case she does it to catch my attention. Doesn’t she make you nervous?
22 months old – the Fashionista
Remember how she loves hats? She loves to get her hair done too by Msr. Big Brother.
I was busy with something one evening when her naughty brother pushed her towards me saying, “Look, Mummy, I decorated her hair! She looks so pretty…”
Code word = “pretty” and the vain pot started swirling her hair here and there like a shampoo model! Clearly, she loved it
The kiddo has very thin hair so I urged the boy to SLOWLY tug out each clothes peg but she didn’t flinch. In fact, she sat patiently while the artistic hairdresser designed another hairstyle for her.
Check out what she did with the “auntie” hairband use to I wash my face: