<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:02:29.695+08:00</updated><category term='Growing Up'/><category term='Bento'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Family Outing'/><category term='Eating'/><category term='Preggie'/><category term='Little Moments'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Our First Little Blessing</title><subtitle type='html'>Ariel means Lioness of God...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1187419851632016310</id><published>2010-02-19T08:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T10:18:33.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We had moved!</title><content type='html'>Yes, finally we are staying all by ourselves again! We moved in on CNY's eve. We wanted to make use of the long holiday to let Lil Ariel get used to the new place. Keeping my fingers crossed, she is adapting to the new place quite well. She is sleeping by herself now! I will tell her story and tuck her to sleep. In the middle of the night she will still call for me. Then I will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;run&lt;/span&gt; to her room and tuck her back. Thank God I am a light sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely busier now, but I am enjoying it. My daily working-day routine (so far, actually 3 days only) will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:30am:&lt;/span&gt; Wake up, bathe, wake Sam up, put make up (continue to wake Sam up till he is physically in the bathroom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.30am:&lt;/span&gt; Wash up whatever that was left in the sink (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Sam&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.00am:&lt;/span&gt; Wake Lil Ariel (if she hasn't woken up yet), get her ready to go school (sometimes with some fight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.30am:&lt;/span&gt; Leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;---Me At Work, Lil Ariel in School---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.30pm - 6.45pm:&lt;/span&gt; Reach home, switch on the TV to keep her occupied, get the food that was prepared the night before from the fridge and dump into the steamer/water oven, making sure Lil Ariel is still on the sofa at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.15pm - 7.30pm:&lt;/span&gt; Dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8pm to 8.30pm:&lt;/span&gt; Convince Lil Ariel that it is time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9pm:&lt;/span&gt; Finally got her into her bed, imagine whatever story I can come up with (she wants a new story every night -_-) and tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.45pm:&lt;/span&gt; She is finally asleep. Wash up the dishes (Sam already cleared most of them. Love you darling!), prepare the dinner for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.30pm:&lt;/span&gt; Wash up and get ready to end the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the dishes that I prepared for the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8cd80902.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/8cd80902.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cooked pork belly using my Healsio Water Oven. Thank you Darling for getting it for me. I really love it to the MAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c5fc1f9c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/c5fc1f9c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some pictures of her that I took some time ago, at HortPark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=172fa6ad.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/172fa6ad.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3db9a3ec.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/3db9a3ec.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last but not least, 万事如意，心想事成！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1187419851632016310?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1187419851632016310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1187419851632016310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1187419851632016310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1187419851632016310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-had-moved.html' title='We had moved!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-29351968360839543</id><published>2009-12-31T07:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:26:26.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My forever baby</title><content type='html'>I've always thought that my little girl is still like a baby and is not ready for a lot of things. However, recently I realized that I am the one who is not ready at all. Seeing her everyday, I did not notice how tall she had grown, how much she had developed. Suddenly she do not need me to put on her shoes for her, do not need me to change her diaper. She starts to talk back at me, throwing my words back at me. She is longer baby, she is a child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes after I scolded her, she'll say, "Mummy, I don't like you anymore." Though she don't really mean it, I still feel a little sad to hear that. Soon she will really not need anymore. Her friends will hold a higher priority in her heart. Soon her own family will be all that she thinks about. My own parents went through this. I'm going to miss the baby her when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I want to give the best to her. She is my baby, forever. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-29351968360839543?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/29351968360839543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=29351968360839543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/29351968360839543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/29351968360839543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-forever-baby.html' title='My forever baby'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5339778783980022765</id><published>2009-12-29T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T17:05:52.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lil Ariel has grown up and getting married!</title><content type='html'>nah... I'm exaggerating. but she is really growing at a very fast rate until I having some hard time adjusting to it. at the same time I am proud of her. As a very lazy mummy, I had been procrastinating to a point of don't-intend-to toilet-train her and teach her to wear her own shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago, when I was helping her to wear her shoes, she suddenly told me she wanted to do it all by herself. I was like, oh.. okay. she put the shoe one the wrong leg, so I told her that it is the wrong one. she changed it to the other leg and she wore the shoes all by herself! I did not teach her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I wanted to wear her pants/skirts, she insisted to do it all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just last week, she suddenly told me she don't want to wear diapee (her way of saying diaper) anymore. I had my reservations about that, but she insisted. So I gave it a try, she managed to stay diapee-less for 1/2 day without accident. Then 2 nights ago, she told me she don't want to wear it to sleep and she really did it. she did not wake up to go toilet too!! still keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my gal!! I thank God for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5339778783980022765?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5339778783980022765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5339778783980022765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5339778783980022765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5339778783980022765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-lil-ariel-has-grown-up-and-getting.html' title='My Lil Ariel has grown up and getting married!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-489548065676160200</id><published>2009-11-23T08:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:39:06.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariel has started her potty-training... finally</title><content type='html'>I had wanted to start putting her on potty quite some time ago, but by the time I placed her on the potty, she had pee-ed in her diaper. last week, she suddenly told me she wanted to pee in the potty. as usual I thought there would be no output. I WAS WRONG! she really pee-ed. I was so happy. then the second time she told me she wanted to do it was at night. being a lazy Mummy, I told her that she can pee in her diaper (I was lazy to carry her to the toilet when I was nua-ing on the bed). however, she insisted on going to the toilet. I guess when she see her classmates do that in school, she wanted to follow as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I found myself screaming at Lil Ariel very often, even at little mistakes. a lot of things I my mind which I cannot get definite answers. then poor Lil Ariel get it from me. I must keep reminding myself not to do that again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-489548065676160200?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/489548065676160200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=489548065676160200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/489548065676160200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/489548065676160200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/11/ariel-has-started-her-potty-training.html' title='Ariel has started her potty-training... finally'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-6002839971503515222</id><published>2009-08-21T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:36:57.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naive Ariel</title><content type='html'>Lil Ariel had been quite afraid of the dark recently. she was not like this last time. so my MIL tried to assure her that she don't have to be afraid, cuz we are with her. she also added that Lil Ariel's guardian angel is watching behind her. Lil Ariel quickly turned and look behind, asking "Where?" -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-6002839971503515222?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6002839971503515222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=6002839971503515222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6002839971503515222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6002839971503515222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/08/naive-ariel.html' title='Naive Ariel'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3146745709881689344</id><published>2009-06-30T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:07:27.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Moments'/><title type='text'>Mummy's new toes</title><content type='html'>Lil Ariel saw my newly-painted toenails and said this, "Mummy wash wash. Mummy's toes drop. Cherry sweep sweep. Mummy bought new ones." -_- it really sound gross that my toes dropped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3146745709881689344?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3146745709881689344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3146745709881689344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3146745709881689344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3146745709881689344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/06/mummys-new-toes.html' title='Mummy&apos;s new toes'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3369026302667575839</id><published>2009-06-24T08:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:17:12.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Moments'/><title type='text'>Innocent Ariel</title><content type='html'>Lil Ariel and I were watching Peter Pan Part 2. suddenly I heard my little darling sobbing when we were at the part where Tinkerbell was losing her life because Jane did not believe in her. my expression was like this -&gt; :O . her sob then turned to a loud wail, so I quickly hugged her and assured her that Tinkerbell will be okay after Jane decided to believe in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;children are so innocent and truthful about their feelings. they cry when they are sad. they laugh and jump around when they are happy. they throw things and scream when they are angry and frustrated. how I wish I could be like her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3369026302667575839?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3369026302667575839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3369026302667575839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3369026302667575839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3369026302667575839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/06/innocent-ariel.html' title='Innocent Ariel'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-9020016535563724258</id><published>2009-06-17T08:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:20:57.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Moments'/><title type='text'>Appleland</title><content type='html'>Mummy: Can Mummy go Appleland with you?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: No!&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: Mummy too big. Mummy not baby.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Mdm Tan and teacher Alice are not babies, why they can go Appleland?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: they are teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the entrance of Appleland, Lil Ariel saw one daddy bringing his daughter there. Lil Ariel asked the little girl, "Where is your Mummy?" -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Ariel, do you want Mummy to bring you to Disneyland?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: No, Ariel want go Appleland.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on a Saturday morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: Mummy, Ariel want go Appleland&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Darling, Appleland is closed today.&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: Mdm Tan ah choo ah choo, teacher Alice cough cough. Appleland close.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: yes Ariel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-9020016535563724258?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/9020016535563724258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=9020016535563724258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/9020016535563724258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/9020016535563724258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/06/appleland.html' title='Appleland'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7430686133377603067</id><published>2009-06-09T08:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:37:16.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Moments'/><title type='text'>Humpty Dumpty</title><content type='html'>Lil Ariel: Mummy, tsing Umpdy Dumpdy bor Aiel. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mummy, sing Humpty Dumpty for Ariel.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Celeste: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sing Humpty Dumpty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: hu push Umpdy Dumpdy? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who push Humpty Dumpty?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Celeste: hmmm... not sure. who push?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: meh-bem-tan (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madam Tan -&gt; her favourite teacher in school&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Celeste: oh, why did Madam Tan push Humpty Dumpty?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: (chuckle) no, is chi-cher Alice (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no, is Teacher Alice&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7430686133377603067?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7430686133377603067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7430686133377603067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7430686133377603067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7430686133377603067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/06/humpty-dumpty.html' title='Humpty Dumpty'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7130155553824910001</id><published>2009-06-09T07:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:29:11.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Up'/><title type='text'>my Lil Ariel is back</title><content type='html'>Lil Ariel is back to her cheeky self le!!! thanks for all the well wishes. :)  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but her Mummy lost her voice. she got a very husky voice now mwhaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, I got a package from Mr Postman. it contains the labels that I bought from &lt;a href="http://www.stuckonyou.biz/"&gt;Stuck on You&lt;/a&gt; 2 weeks ago. I can choose the fonts, the back colour and picture that Lil Ariel (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually is me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) wants. now I can put her name on all her properties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2mDvBo7mI/AAAAAAAAAsg/5wnKVmWo-7U/s1600-h/DSC06572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2mDvBo7mI/AAAAAAAAAsg/5wnKVmWo-7U/s320/DSC06572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345110915851808354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2mD3YXkLI/AAAAAAAAAso/I1sDJqzm5B4/s1600-h/DSC06570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2mD3YXkLI/AAAAAAAAAso/I1sDJqzm5B4/s320/DSC06570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345110918094622898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this bugger keep taking away her bottles when I tried to take the picture. so I got her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;involved&lt;/span&gt; by asking her to hold the bottle for me while I take. whahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2mEKmGckI/AAAAAAAAAsw/gzbIQNWthPo/s1600-h/DSC06575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2mEKmGckI/AAAAAAAAAsw/gzbIQNWthPo/s320/DSC06575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345110923252494914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while I was sorting the pictures from my camera, I found this! it was taken some weeks back. Lil Ariel insisted on wearing Daddy Sam's t-shirt. yeah, this is one of those nonsense that she will perform before she sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2lh5J4k8I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/-O1cSjP0Awk/s1600-h/DSC06557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2lh5J4k8I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/-O1cSjP0Awk/s320/DSC06557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345110334455190466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2liK9z9UI/AAAAAAAAAsY/9c-mFuBvRVg/s1600-h/DSC06558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2liK9z9UI/AAAAAAAAAsY/9c-mFuBvRVg/s320/DSC06558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345110339236394306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night I asked her to help me choose a t-shirt for me to change into. she chose a purple one. then she insisted to change to a purple one for herself, to match mine. isn't she sweet??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, I promised Honey Kris that I will show her the birthday pressie she gave Lil Ariel. Lil Ariel loves it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2lhsXvuwI/AAAAAAAAAsI/3a0ek3gGyUY/s1600-h/DSC06550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2lhsXvuwI/AAAAAAAAAsI/3a0ek3gGyUY/s320/DSC06550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345110331023670018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day my MIL told me this; when they were digging the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pile&lt;/span&gt; of Lil Ariel's clothes, they found the bikini I bought for her eons ago. so Lil Ariel said she wants to wear that. my MIL then told her that she can wear when Mummy brings her for swimming. Lil Ariel replied, "Wear bra for swimming." -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7130155553824910001?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7130155553824910001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7130155553824910001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7130155553824910001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7130155553824910001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-lil-ariel-is-back.html' title='my Lil Ariel is back'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2mDvBo7mI/AAAAAAAAAsg/5wnKVmWo-7U/s72-c/DSC06572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-4925370139975773446</id><published>2009-06-01T07:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:56:34.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Up'/><title type='text'>Tired Weekend</title><content type='html'>my poor girl was soooo sick. I so totally missed her mischief, her running around and her babbling non-stop. last Friday my MIL called me during lunch to ask if I could go back earlier. we got this 1 hour Eat-With-Your-Family time-off, which means I can go off at 4pm. it's a bit wasteful to take 1/2 day when it was just a few more hours to go. so after a meeting about a crisis that happened at work, I rushed off home to see my Lil Ariel. I was so worried that I could not bother to answer the cabbie when he tried to strike a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that she did not eat much, but she wanted her ABC pasta. my MIL could not cook for her cuz Lil Ariel clinged onto her, and that Cherry still don't know how to cook it (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've showed her umpteen times.. arghh...&lt;/span&gt;) so I dropped my bag and cooked for her. she ate a little, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least something lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Daddy Sam came back, we discussed and decided to bring her to NUH. her fever hovered around 39 to 39.5. she was happy that we brought her out of the house. however her happiness turned to despair when she saw the entrance. after the hoo-haa, we finally collected her medicine at the pharmacy and left for home. the ang-moh doctor told us that we gotta bring her back for blood tests if her fever still don't subside by Sunday. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank God that we don't have to do tha&lt;/span&gt;t.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the whole weekend we stayed home most of time. we did bring her out for a spin when she got too cranky. she refused to let anyone else carry except me (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YEAH!! she finally didn't insist her grandma to carry&lt;/span&gt;). she refused to let me to be out of her sight. when I took my hand away from her shoulder while sitting down, she protested. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm still her favorite person after all!!&lt;/span&gt; but it is painful to see her like this. coughing her lungs out with her blocked nose, fever up and down. I told God to let me suffer on her behalf. I really wanted the uber active Lil Ariel who cannot sit still for 5 minutes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I've watched Finding Nemo for 3 to 4 times in 2 days. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think I can memorize all the scenes.&lt;/span&gt; we watched so much that Lil Ariel mumbled "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nemo, nemo, neemo, nemooo. I want Nemo...&lt;/span&gt;" in her sleep, while Daddy Sam and I were watching last night's Harper's Island. she is just sooo cute lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually I took a picture of her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seh-seh&lt;/span&gt; look. I wanted to upload it today, so I actually brought the camera. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; Daddy Sam took the bag that contained the memory card reader, so I can only upload tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do help to pray for my Lil Ariel's speedy recovery okay? my heart really hurts seeing her like this. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** my poor sick sick Lil Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2k3hlbY6I/AAAAAAAAAsA/j-yP8LJnLIQ/s1600-h/DSC06560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2k3hlbY6I/AAAAAAAAAsA/j-yP8LJnLIQ/s320/DSC06560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345109606573761442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-4925370139975773446?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4925370139975773446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=4925370139975773446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4925370139975773446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4925370139975773446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/06/tired-weekend.html' title='Tired Weekend'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Si2k3hlbY6I/AAAAAAAAAsA/j-yP8LJnLIQ/s72-c/DSC06560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-2931700384410144399</id><published>2009-05-29T08:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:41:15.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Up'/><title type='text'>Zombie Mummy</title><content type='html'>yesterday I thought to myself, "yeah! finally it's Friday tomorrow!!" but alas, in the wee hours of the morning, I heard Lil Ariel groaning and whining in her sleep. not sure how long it lasted (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know, when you are in a half-conscious state, you can't really estimate the duration accurately&lt;/span&gt;) until I finally did something. so I put my hand over her body with my eyes closed. when my hand reached the forehead, my eyes sprung opened. her forehead felt warm, really warm!! I was hoping that it's because my palm was cold due to the cold air (this is quite unlikely though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched for the thermometer in the dark. when I realised that my eyes are not those of an owl, I borrowed the light from my handphone. I finally found it chucked beside a stack of papers/brochures/magazines/letters/bills.  her temperature was 38.8. that is high!! I quickly woke Daddy Sam, who was still sleeping like a log throughout, up. he suggested giving her panadol, which I would have thought of if I was given more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back from the kitchen with 2ml of panadol in a syringe and one Pigeon cool pack. Lil Ariel was already half-woken up by Daddy Sam, so I shot the panadol into her mouth. I knew she wouldn't want to cool pack. so when she was lying beside me, I pasted it cool pack on her forehead. she protested, but I refused to remove my hand from her forehead. I guess she was too sleepy to continue the protest after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from 4am, I did not really sleep, checking her every now and then. that explains why am I a zombie today. hopefully her fever will go away. she just recovered from her cough and cold last week. haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-2931700384410144399?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2931700384410144399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=2931700384410144399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2931700384410144399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2931700384410144399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/zombie-mummy.html' title='Zombie Mummy'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7739796596445752273</id><published>2009-05-28T08:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:06:37.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>端午节</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Lil Ariel's school is really sweet. they gave each kid a bah chang that the teachers made yesterday. when Teacher Alice gave the bah chang to my MIL, Lil Ariel told her "no need." then Teacher Alice said is for Mummy. she thought for a while, and accepted the bah chang. so this bah chang will be my breakfast for today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sh3U9wbmxoI/AAAAAAAAAr4/DxPtrk46MFk/s1600-h/image-upload-4-747830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sh3U9wbmxoI/AAAAAAAAAr4/DxPtrk46MFk/s320/image-upload-4-747830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7739796596445752273?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7739796596445752273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7739796596445752273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7739796596445752273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7739796596445752273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_28.html' title='端午节'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sh3U9wbmxoI/AAAAAAAAAr4/DxPtrk46MFk/s72-c/image-upload-4-747830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-6637047675619936423</id><published>2009-05-25T08:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:56:18.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Up'/><title type='text'>Yabado, Ichi Sa(Ya) and Gorjilla</title><content type='html'>these are the imaginary scary creatures that I came up with to prevent her from wanting to back to the living room when it is night-time. in a desperate attempt confine her in the bedroom one night, I blurted something like this, "you better not go to the living room cuz Yabado is just outside." she gave a blank look. so I told her it is something very scary. she stopped wanting to go out. this is actually not a good way as it will slowly diminish her sense of security. as days go by, she'll lose her confidence and self-worth. so I told myself I won't use that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sometimes when you realise by doing or saying something that will let you achieve what you wanted, you will keep doing it. so when Lil Ariel refused to let Daddy Sam leave the room at night (if Daddy Sam is around, they will be playing instead of sleeping), I used the excuse that "Daddy needs to fight Yabado".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few nights ago, Lil Ariel had a bad dream and woke up crying. when she saw Daddy Sam beside her, she commanded him to go out and "fight Yabado". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she probaby dreamt of Yabado - I wonder how it looks like in her dream.&lt;/span&gt; poor Daddy Sam had to hide under the blanket and I hugged Lil Ariel to sleep. when Yabado don't do the trick, Gorjilla (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;evolved from Godzilla&lt;/span&gt;) and Ichi Sa(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes become Ichi Ya when I forgotten is Sa&lt;/span&gt;) will step in to help. it is a bad habit to kick, I will try not to use that again. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but I know I will still use it during desperate moments when she wants to go to the living room and look for her grandma.&lt;/span&gt; -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-6637047675619936423?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6637047675619936423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=6637047675619936423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6637047675619936423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6637047675619936423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/yabado-ichi-saya-and-gorjilla.html' title='Yabado, Ichi Sa(Ya) and Gorjilla'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5059955978997793380</id><published>2009-05-22T08:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:28:28.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!! the lack of posts is due to the Mummy Celeste being&lt;br /&gt;1) busy&lt;br /&gt;2) lack of enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;3) stress &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from everywhere)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) lack of the necessary equipment&lt;br /&gt;5) other 1001 reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel already showed her TERRIBLE TWO symptoms, e.g. insisting of getting what she want (at home and outside). even using other incentives to distract her did not help. it is so bad that even her ever-doting Daddy Sam lost his cool to yell at her a few times. when we're outside, she insisted running around in the crowded Marina Sq. she will just sat on the floor and cried, when we disallowed her. Mummy Celeste is an advocate of no-means-no logic, so Lil Ariel has never gotten her way &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;most of the times&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, Mummy Celeste will try to reason out with her. she seemed to understand. an example of the conversation goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Celeste: do you know why was Mummy angry with you?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: (nods her head) cos Aiel dole wan o ands. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;translation: cuz Ariel dont want to hold hands.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Celeste: yes, there are a lot of people. what if they knock onto you?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: Aiel balls down. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;translation: Ariel falls down.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Celeste: that's right darling. Ariel falls down, how? (&lt;- yeah this is a very bad English sentence structure.)&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: Aiel cry. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;translation: Ariel cries)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Celeste: so what must you say?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: tolly Mummy, tolly Daddy. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;translation: sorry Mummy, sorry Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that day I asked her to pose for the camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXuDPKJB6I/AAAAAAAAAro/ryVX31tvicI/s1600-h/DSC06548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXuDPKJB6I/AAAAAAAAAro/ryVX31tvicI/s320/DSC06548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338434672693675938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is she aspiring to become a model?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXuC1-ZeuI/AAAAAAAAArg/1IeiHzQmgko/s1600-h/DSC06547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXuC1-ZeuI/AAAAAAAAArg/1IeiHzQmgko/s320/DSC06547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338434665933535970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... just to show off some dishes/bentos I made for her the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought these Disney pasta from &lt;a href="http://www.dapaolo.com.sg/About_69.php"&gt;Da Paolo Gastronomia gourmet shop&lt;/a&gt; at Great World City. They have Mickey Mouse family and the Pooh family, colourful types and the plain types. Lil Ariel, to my (double) surprise, chose the plain Mickey Mouse one. I thought she will choose the colourful Pooh one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt6o5WBoI/AAAAAAAAArY/09j-I7CLGG8/s1600-h/DSC06530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt6o5WBoI/AAAAAAAAArY/09j-I7CLGG8/s320/DSC06530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338434524983723650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got a chance to use the star-shaped rice mold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt6ZZgG3I/AAAAAAAAArQ/0vdcyPFthJ4/s1600-h/DSC06526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt6ZZgG3I/AAAAAAAAArQ/0vdcyPFthJ4/s320/DSC06526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338434520823634802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shell pasta in tomato sauce. Lil Ariel don't quite like dry pasta. she prefers the soupy kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt6JKph8I/AAAAAAAAArI/38ilUegjO94/s1600-h/DSC06511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt6JKph8I/AAAAAAAAArI/38ilUegjO94/s320/DSC06511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338434516466370498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent nearly 20 minutes on the flowers and the &lt;strike&gt;unappreciative&lt;/strike&gt; girl just dug out the hotdog and left the egg petals aside. in order not to let my effort gone to a waste, I ate them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt578Zr-I/AAAAAAAAArA/jTK_azaXrHM/s1600-h/bento9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt578Zr-I/AAAAAAAAArA/jTK_azaXrHM/s320/bento9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338434512916951010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she finished ALL of these. yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt58kznlI/AAAAAAAAAq4/TnuCROB1in0/s1600-h/bento8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXt58kznlI/AAAAAAAAAq4/TnuCROB1in0/s320/bento8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338434513086422610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5059955978997793380?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5059955978997793380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5059955978997793380&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5059955978997793380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5059955978997793380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-lack-of-posts-is-due-to-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ShXuDPKJB6I/AAAAAAAAAro/ryVX31tvicI/s72-c/DSC06548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-2377559485641432209</id><published>2009-04-19T08:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:53:52.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Ariel is 2 years old!</title><content type='html'>same as last year, we did not have a big bash. the reason being a lot of effort (and money) will be spent and yet she will not remember a thing. Daddy Sam and I decided that we will give her a bash next year consolidating the 1st and 2nd year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however I did pack some goodie packs for her classmates on Friday. they sang Happy Birthday song to her. I think word Happy Birthday got inscribed onto her brain that when I reached home, she said Happy Birthday to me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although there wasn't any bash, we had a small family celebration on Sunday. we bought a real small mango cake from Bakerzin and her Mama made mee sua with eggs for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0VFab7OwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FntwAV6nEFw/s1600-h/DSC06504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0VFab7OwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FntwAV6nEFw/s320/DSC06504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326937116989143810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the real small cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0VFsfAqjI/AAAAAAAAAqg/IVRcsJq3MKY/s1600-h/DSC06505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0VFsfAqjI/AAAAAAAAAqg/IVRcsJq3MKY/s320/DSC06505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326937121833921074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but she is still happy with the real small cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0VFl7oF_I/AAAAAAAAAqo/ZUu0KfekSfU/s1600-h/DSC06507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0VFl7oF_I/AAAAAAAAAqo/ZUu0KfekSfU/s320/DSC06507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326937120074897394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waiting eagerly to chomp on the cake, which she did not finish eventually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0VFw8_VaI/AAAAAAAAAqw/GpIebGRhSkY/s1600-h/DSC06508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0VFw8_VaI/AAAAAAAAAqw/GpIebGRhSkY/s320/DSC06508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326937123033404834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if only she will open her mouth as big as this during her other meals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;she is getting really talkative nowadays. she will chatter non-stop even if we ignore her. 1/2 of the time we had to make her repeat so that we can catch what she wanted to say. and this girl is really patient enough to repeat until we finally catch it. however, there were a few times I'll just go, "Oh... I see..." when it is really impossible to decipher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-2377559485641432209?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2377559485641432209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=2377559485641432209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2377559485641432209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2377559485641432209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/ariel-is-2-years-old.html' title='Ariel is 2 years old!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0VFab7OwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FntwAV6nEFw/s72-c/DSC06504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3691344634202952278</id><published>2009-04-18T08:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:30:06.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #6 and Bento #7</title><content type='html'>did these quite some time ago. now then upload. whaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0RBY_AKXI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EsPVEN8EkR0/s1600-h/bento7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0RBY_AKXI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EsPVEN8EkR0/s320/bento7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326932649833408882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0RBQaZKHI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5d1YKob6E0g/s1600-h/bento6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0RBQaZKHI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5d1YKob6E0g/s320/bento6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326932647532374130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel's school gave the kids 2 easter each. they were placed inside this Bunny bag for them to bring home. her teacher said she coloured the bunny green.  just a few strokes of green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIL said when she came home, she wolfed down the 2 easter quail eggs. so when I took the picture, the eggs were being digested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0SJhz6J4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/CbhPJaOo7MY/s1600-h/DSC06502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0SJhz6J4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/CbhPJaOo7MY/s320/DSC06502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326933889153378178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3691344634202952278?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3691344634202952278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3691344634202952278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3691344634202952278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3691344634202952278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/bento-6-and-bento-7.html' title='Bento #6 and Bento #7'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Se0RBY_AKXI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EsPVEN8EkR0/s72-c/bento7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7838086294054926010</id><published>2009-04-06T08:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T09:04:47.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Moments'/><title type='text'>Ariel is a filial daughter</title><content type='html'>Daddy Sam and I had a very minor argument on Saturday which left me feeling sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Lil Ariel saw me on the verge on tearing, she frowned and said "Mummy, no..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that she hugged my head and said, "Ariel protect Mummy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart melted at the very moment and I realised that all the sacrifices I made for are not sacrifices anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; 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Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-2070480032741202855</id><published>2009-03-26T08:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:49:54.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Ariel had joined a playgroup!</title><content type='html'>Lil Ariel supposed to start her 1/2 day playgroup last Monday. however, she still had not recovered from her flu, so I postponed to this week. we had been telling her about going to school and meeting new friends. she was pretty excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I took leave on Monday to Wednesday, cuz the principal said I could stay with her throughout for the first 3 days. on the first day, she happily joined the kids and occasionally looked for us. she was curious about the place and would wander to other corners to check them out. there were some children doing their homework there, she also went to peek into their pencil cases. she even asked for more 2 more servings during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second day, she was chanting 'Ariel go Appleland' after her breakfast. my MIL decided to go to the market instead of joining us. Lil Ariel happily followed the teacher to look for other kids when we reached there. I stayed there for a while and decided to "disappear". she did not look for me. when I finally appear during her lunch, she just smiled at me. the teachers were telling she is a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I decided to cancel my leave for the third day. my MIL told me that she was a bit clingy when she saw that the breakfast served was chee cheong fun. then the teacher asked her if she wants to look for Isaac, she followed. however my MIL realised she seemed very hungry when she brought her back. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, when my MIL asked her if she wants Ali Baba or Isaac. she said Isaac. '''-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-2070480032741202855?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2070480032741202855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=2070480032741202855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2070480032741202855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2070480032741202855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/ariel-had-joined-playgroup.html' title='Ariel had joined a playgroup!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-6633586054330088124</id><published>2009-03-22T08:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:32:14.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Outing'/><title type='text'>Bento #4 and Bento #5</title><content type='html'>Friday I went to Daiso (Vivocity) after work, hoping to get some bento accessories. once I was there, I zoomed to the kitchenware section and got all of these!! at $2 each!! Lil Ariel was equally excited when she saw all these. she made me open all of them up for her to play. '''-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJivCNptI/AAAAAAAAApo/MR57bq2wI1A/s1600-h/DSC06487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJivCNptI/AAAAAAAAApo/MR57bq2wI1A/s320/DSC06487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283908642776786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is her Saturday bento breakfast... I tried to make a star egg using the one of the new egg molds. it ended up looking like a flower. when I put the egg inside, there were still some more space. the egg is tad small for it. mwhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJiLFTQCI/AAAAAAAAApY/caUTfQtJ3r8/s1600-h/bento4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJiLFTQCI/AAAAAAAAApY/caUTfQtJ3r8/s320/bento4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283898992050210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her Sunday bento breakfast... the 2 objects below the eggs are actually pizza made of bread, cheese and ham. this girl really dislikes bread. she dug out the hams and left the bread alone. they ended up in my mouth. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJijwPG6I/AAAAAAAAApg/iOOvwVSFW0w/s1600-h/bento5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJijwPG6I/AAAAAAAAApg/iOOvwVSFW0w/s320/bento5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283905614584738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we brought Lil Ariel to West Coast Park for lunch on Saturday. after that headed to the children playground there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was a bit lost and thinking what to play...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJiu3cY_I/AAAAAAAAApw/F64TisuZV-0/s1600-h/DSC06489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJiu3cY_I/AAAAAAAAApw/F64TisuZV-0/s320/DSC06489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283908597605362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she decided to play with the wheel inside the shade... btw, she hates the sun. she will frown and act as if the sun rays are hurting her badly.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJihZLVFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/gcFfT5iywM0/s1600-h/DSC06491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJihZLVFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/gcFfT5iywM0/s320/DSC06491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317283904980997202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-6633586054330088124?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6633586054330088124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=6633586054330088124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6633586054330088124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6633586054330088124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/bento-4-and-bento-5.html' title='Bento #4 and Bento #5'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScrJivCNptI/AAAAAAAAApo/MR57bq2wI1A/s72-c/DSC06487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-2704338359845552867</id><published>2009-03-20T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:36:22.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #3</title><content type='html'>my MIL told me that Lil Ariel will be very excited to see what's inside her bento box every morning (okay, just these 2 mornings so far). she cannot wait to open it up. I feel so happy just by hearing that. actually I should have realised that earlier. whenever I take out her thermal food container during lunch when we are outside, she is always very eager to open it up. she is indeed one curious baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris knew that I'm into this hobby now, she volunteered to lend me the Hello Kitty and My Melody egg mold she bought sometime ago. however the instructions on the box were in Japanese, so we could not understand what it says at all. so I asked Mr Google and he taught me how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put the de-shelled hard-boiled egg into mold straight after I take out from the pot. meaning, it is so freaking hot! then lock the mold and put it into the fridge straight away for 5 min. being a tad kiasu, I left it inside for 10 min. haa... then I proceed to cut the apples, cheese and arrange her bento box. anyway when I took out the egg from the mold (I used the Hello Kitty one today), and found out that the Hello Kitty I made got NO EARS!! *gasp* haha... poor kitty, maybe she prefer to hear no evil? blame the picture that is printed on the box. I think I will try putting the egg the other way round next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScLfNWmF3LI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dI-YW6lyJVs/s1600-h/bento3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScLfNWmF3LI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dI-YW6lyJVs/s320/bento3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315055930747247794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-2704338359845552867?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2704338359845552867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=2704338359845552867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2704338359845552867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2704338359845552867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/bento-3.html' title='Bento #3'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScLfNWmF3LI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dI-YW6lyJVs/s72-c/bento3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-546387600062144549</id><published>2009-03-19T07:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:09:38.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #2</title><content type='html'>yesterday I went to Taka to see if I can get any acessories and guess what I found? the moulds for Pooh, Piglet, Mickey, Minnie, Miffy and Miffy's bear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I used the Pooh's mould for her cheese and bread today. they look abit plain though. I wanted to use Nutella to fill out the eyes and nose. but I was running out of time!!  I think I gotta wake up another 10 min earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScGK4VWqRTI/AAAAAAAAApI/M52lkNNmVgI/s1600-h/bento2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScGK4VWqRTI/AAAAAAAAApI/M52lkNNmVgI/s320/bento2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314681735683392818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for those nori (seaweed) cutters so that my egg figures don't look so scary. however it seems that they are very very rare in SG and I heard that even Daiso does not have it too. where can I find them? I guess I gotta go eBay again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-546387600062144549?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/546387600062144549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=546387600062144549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/546387600062144549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/546387600062144549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/bento-2.html' title='Bento #2'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScGK4VWqRTI/AAAAAAAAApI/M52lkNNmVgI/s72-c/bento2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-206692857738688873</id><published>2009-03-18T08:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:02:30.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bento'/><title type='text'>Bento #1</title><content type='html'>yeah, my latest hobby; making bentos for my Lil Ariel.  firstly, they are so cute. secondly, I'm actually hoping the nicely arranged bentos will trigger her appetite. yesterday I dragged Ling and Wang to Kitty Palace at Novena Sq to look for bento box. I found 2 that I like, but settled on the cheaper one. I'm still hoping for a kind soul to contribute the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I showed her the bento box at home, she was very happy. she wow-ed when taking it out the box from the plastic bag and even said "Thank you Mummy". that makes my $17.95 worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this morning, I woke up 20 min earlier than usual to prepare. boiled the quail egg while I showered. the happy face on one half of the egg was cut the night before (I mean the seaweed). however, I found one eye missing this morning. so gotta cut another one and since I'm cutting another eye, might as well cut one more face right? so there is the angry face. I told Daddy Sam that the happy face is me and the angry face is him because he is always so grouchy in the morning. hoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScA9L3h6NWI/AAAAAAAAApA/DkkwrKdbdS4/s1600-h/DSC06483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScA9L3h6NWI/AAAAAAAAApA/DkkwrKdbdS4/s320/DSC06483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314314834391217506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScA9LrkcJcI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_HW_H5xUYGE/s1600-h/Bento+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScA9LrkcJcI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_HW_H5xUYGE/s320/Bento+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314314831180604866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, my MIL just messaged me that she ate the egg, milo balls, 1/2 of the plum and pulled out 1 piece of cheese. well, at least she ate the one with the most effort put in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-206692857738688873?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/206692857738688873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=206692857738688873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/206692857738688873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/206692857738688873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/bento-1.html' title='Bento #1'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/ScA9L3h6NWI/AAAAAAAAApA/DkkwrKdbdS4/s72-c/DSC06483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7770746136644214569</id><published>2009-03-05T08:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:19:35.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8Zd_3-1iI/AAAAAAAAAow/BOV3gwDgT4k/s1600-h/DSC06410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8Zd_3-1iI/AAAAAAAAAow/BOV3gwDgT4k/s320/DSC06410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309490488846243362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me doing some stunts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZUXPLEzI/AAAAAAAAAoI/JR7SpmBLX2k/s1600-h/DSC06434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZUXPLEzI/AAAAAAAAAoI/JR7SpmBLX2k/s320/DSC06434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309490323318838066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZUhoFXGI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jOjTlzNpzdQ/s1600-h/DSC06435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZUhoFXGI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jOjTlzNpzdQ/s320/DSC06435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309490326107675746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZU46JI7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/YAoTzXWs2y0/s1600-h/DSC06436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZU46JI7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/YAoTzXWs2y0/s320/DSC06436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309490332357436338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZVBCRnMI/AAAAAAAAAog/di9UDH4dzHk/s1600-h/DSC06437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZVBCRnMI/AAAAAAAAAog/di9UDH4dzHk/s320/DSC06437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309490334539029698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and drawing my little fingers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZVXDF4NI/AAAAAAAAAoo/29Fj9SE6yoc/s1600-h/DSC06439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8ZVXDF4NI/AAAAAAAAAoo/29Fj9SE6yoc/s320/DSC06439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309490340448035026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7770746136644214569?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7770746136644214569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7770746136644214569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7770746136644214569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7770746136644214569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa8Zd_3-1iI/AAAAAAAAAow/BOV3gwDgT4k/s72-c/DSC06410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5956379545912692437</id><published>2009-03-04T15:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:18:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Sentosa via cable car</title><content type='html'>after 2 weeks of staying at home on Saturday, Daddy decided to bring us to Sentosa... again... this time we are taking the cable car!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially we wanted to take from Mt Faber, so that we can stay longer in the cable car. we could not find a parking lot (though after that all of us realised there's a carpark at Jewel Box), so we ended up going to Harbour Front. over there, we realised the trip will include going to Mt Faber first then to Sentoso. Woohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0CkuKiI/AAAAAAAAAng/73xUftDIRWc/s1600-h/DSC06379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0CkuKiI/AAAAAAAAAng/73xUftDIRWc/s320/DSC06379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309281960318609954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mummy legs were turning jelly, cuz Daddy chose the full glass cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0jca1eI/AAAAAAAAAoA/EwLfBUKxJ-w/s1600-h/DSC06394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0jca1eI/AAAAAAAAAoA/EwLfBUKxJ-w/s320/DSC06394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309281969142158818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me looking bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0lmCiRI/AAAAAAAAAn4/VndAQ5DejdY/s1600-h/DSC06393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0lmCiRI/AAAAAAAAAn4/VndAQ5DejdY/s320/DSC06393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309281969719380242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me looking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0VKqO0I/AAAAAAAAAnw/CS15Fd41Qa0/s1600-h/DSC06392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0VKqO0I/AAAAAAAAAnw/CS15Fd41Qa0/s320/DSC06392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309281965309573954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm really bored... yawnz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0UwrLwI/AAAAAAAAAno/N0M-4C-tQYs/s1600-h/DSC06388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0UwrLwI/AAAAAAAAAno/N0M-4C-tQYs/s320/DSC06388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309281965200584450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will we reach Sentosa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxM-ddXI/AAAAAAAAAm4/nyXf0x0S5y0/s1600-h/DSC06394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxM-ddXI/AAAAAAAAAm4/nyXf0x0S5y0/s320/DSC06394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309232433548064114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spotted something interesting... it's the cruise below us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxB2rsOI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Mn6zAWITBKM/s1600-h/DSC06397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxB2rsOI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Mn6zAWITBKM/s320/DSC06397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309232430562652386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Mummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxcefSII/AAAAAAAAAnI/ON7X9Wwv-p8/s1600-h/DSC06399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxcefSII/AAAAAAAAAnI/ON7X9Wwv-p8/s320/DSC06399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309232437708933250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw something interesting... what is it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxsvGUSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/cuRfsvE-QFs/s1600-h/DSC06400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxsvGUSI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/cuRfsvE-QFs/s320/DSC06400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309232442073567522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's a PEACOCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxmGbA6I/AAAAAAAAAnY/Z1rtzlokoAI/s1600-h/DSC06402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4uxmGbA6I/AAAAAAAAAnY/Z1rtzlokoAI/s320/DSC06402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309232440292344738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy, faster... the peacock is running away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4ttGOhT7I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/wcETfmmXLlY/s1600-h/DSC06404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4ttGOhT7I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/wcETfmmXLlY/s320/DSC06404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309231263505272754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done... let's go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4ttWzHn7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Iys5B5tcDrk/s1600-h/DSC06405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4ttWzHn7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Iys5B5tcDrk/s320/DSC06405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309231267953745842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, please let me down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4ttjG-vHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/9sRk58kfAa0/s1600-h/DSC06406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4ttjG-vHI/AAAAAAAAAmg/9sRk58kfAa0/s320/DSC06406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309231271258274930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling the sand and water on my feet... I used to hate the sand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4ttrlcGaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/4VH7FeKmZZQ/s1600-h/DSC06407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4ttrlcGaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/4VH7FeKmZZQ/s320/DSC06407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309231273533512098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4tt04QezI/AAAAAAAAAmw/xkJlq2lHSFw/s1600-h/DSC06409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa4tt04QezI/AAAAAAAAAmw/xkJlq2lHSFw/s320/DSC06409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309231276028361522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sand-covered feet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5956379545912692437?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5956379545912692437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5956379545912692437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5956379545912692437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5956379545912692437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-sentosa-via-cable-car.html' title='Going Sentosa via cable car'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Sa5b0CkuKiI/AAAAAAAAAng/73xUftDIRWc/s72-c/DSC06379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-6317271319630070309</id><published>2009-02-23T09:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:20:06.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids nowadays...</title><content type='html'>Mama: Ariel, who do you want to marry next time?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: Ali Baba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'''-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-6317271319630070309?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6317271319630070309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=6317271319630070309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6317271319630070309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6317271319630070309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-nowadays.html' title='Kids nowadays...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-9162332120035524474</id><published>2009-02-22T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:18:50.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st attempt on Bento Set</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A bento lunch is a compact, balanced, visually appealing meal packed in a box. Historically, it’s a Japanese box lunch, similar in concept to the Indian tiffin, the Korean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dosirak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, or the Filipino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lunch. In Japanese, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;” or “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;” refers to the packed meal, and “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bento-bako&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;” refers to the bento box itself. - adapted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://lunchinabox.net/"&gt;Lunch in a Box&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course I'm not so skillful to make those too-cute-to-eat kind of Bento and it was a last minute kind of urge to make one for Lil Ariel after reading one of the Mummy's blog. I do not have the right kind of bento box too, so I used the Zojirushi thermal container. I will try to pay Daiso a visit to get the equipments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6.30am today to prepare!! the silly Lil Ariel was up at that time too. she said "No no" when I tried to sneak out of the room. I had to tell her that I'm going outside to get rid of the witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the contents of the Bento set were Tempura Codfish, Grilled Asparagus and Grilled Chicken with BBQ sauce (did not put too much sauce in case it is too salty). the result was not too bad, except that the asparagus were a bit over-cooked cuz I was busy ransacking the fridge for lettuce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and TADA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SaHwKa_bO_I/AAAAAAAAAmI/5HFS47903Mg/s1600-h/image-upload-296-745421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SaHwKa_bO_I/AAAAAAAAAmI/5HFS47903Mg/s320/image-upload-296-745421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made Lil Ariel say "WAH!!!!" when I was removing the cover and she gladly obliged. well, she ate all except the asparagus. oh, she had spiral pasta to go with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will find a chance for a 2nd attempt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-9162332120035524474?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/9162332120035524474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=9162332120035524474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/9162332120035524474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/9162332120035524474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='1st attempt on Bento Set'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SaHwKa_bO_I/AAAAAAAAAmI/5HFS47903Mg/s72-c/image-upload-296-745421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-8364576578654661617</id><published>2009-02-20T08:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:35:03.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tzee Horse??</title><content type='html'>Lil Ariel: This book nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;proceeds to take the Disney Princess story book that I bought for her 2 years ago from the pile of storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lil Ariel: Tzee horse, where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy Sam and I gave each other a curious look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mummy: What is tzee horse? Do you mean big horse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lil Ariel thought for a while and nodded her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Daddy: Oh... Okay, Daddy help you find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy flipped through the pages and found a picture with Prince Charming and his horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: Is it this one?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: Noooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She flipped the pages frantically herself and Mummy tried to prevent the pages from tearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: This tzee horse.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Mummy: Oh... SEAHORSE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-8364576578654661617?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8364576578654661617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=8364576578654661617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8364576578654661617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8364576578654661617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/tzee-horse.html' title='Tzee Horse??'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-2058275852505387695</id><published>2009-02-09T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:47:38.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Arlow</title><content type='html'>Lil Ariel has a toy handphone from his Baba, which she calls it Baby Arlow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently she will picks it up and put to her ears and say, "Arlow... Uh huh... Bye bye." then place it back or threw it on the floor and ran away. before that, she will say (and wave) bye bye to the phone after placing the it down; cuz I told her that she has to say Bye Bye when she is putting down her phone. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-2058275852505387695?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2058275852505387695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=2058275852505387695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2058275852505387695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2058275852505387695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-arlow.html' title='Baby Arlow'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5315999612220667616</id><published>2009-01-06T08:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T08:47:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my goodness...</title><content type='html'>I got the invitation to enrol Lil Ariel to LV@Novena, with the same rate as LV@RH. it is so tempting!! but I still have not get myself ready to send Lil Ariel to school... How?? Arghh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5315999612220667616?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5315999612220667616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5315999612220667616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5315999612220667616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5315999612220667616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-goodness.html' title='Oh my goodness...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1532904388534532840</id><published>2009-01-04T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T08:47:18.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we found a little hideout!!</title><content type='html'>found a place where Daddy Sam and Mummy Celeste can sit down and rest while the ever-active Lil Ariel can run wild without the fear of hurting herself!!! yeah!! that place is at HortPark. Daddy Sam finally gave in to my persistent persuasion to visit HortPark. it's so near where we staying somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were exploring the place (Daddy Sam was doing that quite reluctantly), we came to field with carpet grass. the field is not too big, but big enough for Lil Ariel to run around, and we can rest at the stone seat surrounding it to watch her. too bad, it started to drizzle and we had to dash to the car. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she loves the place too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXgGsoIRI/AAAAAAAAAl8/AQIHxq8jZnk/s1600-h/DSC06362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXgGsoIRI/AAAAAAAAAl8/AQIHxq8jZnk/s320/DSC06362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603646574895378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Sam couldn't resist running with her. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXfrnWNmI/AAAAAAAAAl0/XDLMUUpagto/s1600-h/DSC06359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXfrnWNmI/AAAAAAAAAl0/XDLMUUpagto/s320/DSC06359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603639304992354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXfm5i-sI/AAAAAAAAAls/65E5vOOM6a8/s1600-h/DSC06358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXfm5i-sI/AAAAAAAAAls/65E5vOOM6a8/s320/DSC06358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603638039149250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXT82xhtI/AAAAAAAAAlk/fm9dsy4gIHs/s1600-h/DSC06367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXT82xhtI/AAAAAAAAAlk/fm9dsy4gIHs/s320/DSC06367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603437774669522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXTdBF0wI/AAAAAAAAAlc/BVFqjdhyo3g/s1600-h/DSC06366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXTdBF0wI/AAAAAAAAAlc/BVFqjdhyo3g/s320/DSC06366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603429228008194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXS_C_q4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/Q0JnRzxy49E/s1600-h/DSC06365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXS_C_q4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/Q0JnRzxy49E/s320/DSC06365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603421182929794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXSElY9zI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Zw8nGi3KhiY/s1600-h/DSC06364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXSElY9zI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Zw8nGi3KhiY/s320/DSC06364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603405489502002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXRlGoD7I/AAAAAAAAAlE/aKzBBubORy8/s1600-h/DSC06363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXRlGoD7I/AAAAAAAAAlE/aKzBBubORy8/s320/DSC06363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287603397038968754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1532904388534532840?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1532904388534532840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1532904388534532840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1532904388534532840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1532904388534532840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/found-place-where-daddy-sam-and-mummy.html' title='we found a little hideout!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SWFXgGsoIRI/AAAAAAAAAl8/AQIHxq8jZnk/s72-c/DSC06362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5415849141872393786</id><published>2009-01-01T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T08:43:48.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>I was given MC till 31 Dec. thus took some random pictures of Lil Ariel while at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked her to pose for me, and there she went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hv8q5EJI/AAAAAAAAAk8/v_lRz9xHlJA/s1600-h/DSC06338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hv8q5EJI/AAAAAAAAAk8/v_lRz9xHlJA/s320/DSC06338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286489013970604178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1he9uUr6I/AAAAAAAAAj0/fhhMh_rv3bM/s1600-h/DSC06339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1he9uUr6I/AAAAAAAAAj0/fhhMh_rv3bM/s320/DSC06339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286488722195656610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hvix-BYI/AAAAAAAAAk0/W2HitwkMbd0/s1600-h/DSC06337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hvix-BYI/AAAAAAAAAk0/W2HitwkMbd0/s320/DSC06337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286489007020967298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shades look big on her. hmmm... my head bigger than hers by so much??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hvT6Dx4I/AAAAAAAAAks/jxk7sr511fA/s1600-h/DSC06332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hvT6Dx4I/AAAAAAAAAks/jxk7sr511fA/s320/DSC06332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286489003028367234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hvfWlWzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/S5US_sqnHdA/s1600-h/DSC06331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hvfWlWzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/S5US_sqnHdA/s320/DSC06331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286489006100798258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this silly gal had never like pacifier since young (and she prefers her teeny-weeny thumb). but when she saw her Baby having one, she wanted share hers too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hvF-VFTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/kaMjNceh9Sk/s1600-h/DSC06326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hvF-VFTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/kaMjNceh9Sk/s320/DSC06326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286488999288182066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her favorite kiddy rides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hfRhE97I/AAAAAAAAAkU/v5m4bCubEPo/s1600-h/DSC06357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hfRhE97I/AAAAAAAAAkU/v5m4bCubEPo/s320/DSC06357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286488727508809650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hfanxa4I/AAAAAAAAAkM/0ynsv-ZaVJM/s1600-h/DSC06354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hfanxa4I/AAAAAAAAAkM/0ynsv-ZaVJM/s320/DSC06354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286488729952807810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hfHwSEFI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MbkQbSLXH1U/s1600-h/DSC06352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hfHwSEFI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MbkQbSLXH1U/s320/DSC06352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286488724888227922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1he9PxAbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/yGZ8DBVyiV4/s1600-h/DSC06350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1he9PxAbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/yGZ8DBVyiV4/s320/DSC06350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286488722067489202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5415849141872393786?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5415849141872393786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5415849141872393786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5415849141872393786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5415849141872393786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1hv8q5EJI/AAAAAAAAAk8/v_lRz9xHlJA/s72-c/DSC06338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-2413039288381505994</id><published>2008-12-31T08:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T08:46:22.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Revenge of the Oysters</title><content type='html'>had a GOOD meal at Greenhouse again for our annual Xmas and New Year celebration with Daddy Sam's good friends on Saturday. however the Oysters aint happy that I ate them, I got a very bad tummy the next day. it was so bad that I had to be hospitalised for a night. had to be put on drip and eat soft food. haiz... well I'm officially one of the members of the No-Oyster-Forever club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Lil Ariel had a good time at Ritz Carlton. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1eGJs__fI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ttzsppzwIsM/s1600-h/DSC06252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1eGJs__fI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ttzsppzwIsM/s320/DSC06252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286484997379718642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1eF64mErI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZkQNEUxJEDE/s1600-h/DSC06251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1eF64mErI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZkQNEUxJEDE/s320/DSC06251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286484993401819826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1eFh0OLnI/AAAAAAAAAi0/DFSqim04YdQ/s1600-h/DSC06250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1eFh0OLnI/AAAAAAAAAi0/DFSqim04YdQ/s320/DSC06250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286484986672590450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1dscTKz0I/AAAAAAAAAis/5AdcXBRkC80/s1600-h/DSC06306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1dscTKz0I/AAAAAAAAAis/5AdcXBRkC80/s320/DSC06306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286484555695050562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1dsAt-eoI/AAAAAAAAAik/LhyyLfr-wWo/s1600-h/DSC06270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1dr2ogjhI/AAAAAAAAAic/UxyitIaZVLE/s320/DSC06263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286484545584008722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1drgLoA0I/AAAAAAAAAiU/esi-uYHhh9Q/s1600-h/DSC06268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1drgLoA0I/AAAAAAAAAiU/esi-uYHhh9Q/s320/DSC06268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286484539557282626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1drT0MQiI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WKqCbF3Btww/s1600-h/DSC06264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1drT0MQiI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WKqCbF3Btww/s320/DSC06264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286484536237769250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the suffering after the happy times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1fJrh3FDI/AAAAAAAAAjs/X12mA3sy33I/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1fJrh3FDI/AAAAAAAAAjs/X12mA3sy33I/s320/DSC00227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286486157511038002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1fJWWHs3I/AAAAAAAAAjk/yo1qq2zpE-M/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1fJWWHs3I/AAAAAAAAAjk/yo1qq2zpE-M/s320/DSC00225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286486151824651122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thank you honey Kris!! Muackz!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1fJONEdAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Je-wQTzA9XA/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1fJONEdAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Je-wQTzA9XA/s320/DSC00223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286486149639205890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-2413039288381505994?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2413039288381505994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=2413039288381505994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2413039288381505994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2413039288381505994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/12/revenge-of-oysters.html' title='The Revenge of the Oysters'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SV1eGJs__fI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ttzsppzwIsM/s72-c/DSC06252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-8735400617376405138</id><published>2008-12-26T07:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:46:11.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2008!!!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas Everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same as the last year, Daddy and Mummy brought me to church to for the Xmas Mass on Xmas's eve. this year, Daddy got no half day. :( Mummy told Daddy to try to come back earlier so that we don't have to rush. When Daddy came back from work at 6.15pm, Mummy and me were all ready. he quickly get him changed after his dinner. (Mama purposely cooked fried rice so that lazy Daddy can have an all-in-one meal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.05pm all of us were on the way to church. the Mass will actually start at 8pm. we wanted to get a good seat and a parking place, so we decided to go early. (yeah, kiasu Singaporeans.) anyway, there was caroling before the Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama said I was cheeky and playful, keep insisting to get off the seat to wipe the floor. Mummy was well-prepared. she brought along the cornflakes to keep me occupied. Mass ended and we took some pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SVQezO9NS1I/AAAAAAAAAiE/wBDCTNAg034/s1600-h/DSC05902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SVQezO9NS1I/AAAAAAAAAiE/wBDCTNAg034/s320/DSC05902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283882128349416274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SVQeht0B67I/AAAAAAAAAh8/L4b48O1kYlM/s1600-h/DSC05922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SVQeht0B67I/AAAAAAAAAh8/L4b48O1kYlM/s320/DSC05922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283881827394775986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Family with the Holy Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SVQePQt75zI/AAAAAAAAAh0/gaRIo2SHgPY/s1600-h/DSC05930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SVQePQt75zI/AAAAAAAAAh0/gaRIo2SHgPY/s320/DSC05930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283881510346942258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Children - Germaine, Seraphine, Me and Trinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;when we reached home, it was already 10pm and I fell asleep all the till 9.30am on Xmas day. then the adults realised that I'm having cough with phlegm. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Granduncle Paul's place for lunch. had a good time eating mee sua, raisins, papadum. after that we headed to Uncle Kenneth's place to continue the fun time with Uncle Peter's kids. it's a tiring and happy day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Thank You all the Uncles and Aunties for the nice presents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yeah, I had recovered from my stomach flu also. I was admitted to hospital on 11 Dec. (Mummy was on leave that week.) it started with me vomiting in the evening. Mummy got a shock as I had not been vomiting for a long time. she quickly brought me out of the room and called for Mama. I continued to vomit. Mummy turned from shock to worry. Mama had stomach flu 2 days ago. could I have caught it as well, she thought. they were not sure whether to bring me to hospital or the GP downstairs. in then end, Mummy decided to bring me to NUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still vomiting when Baba drove us there. I basically vomited all my lunch out. at the children A&amp;amp;E, I continued to vomit the water that I had drank. the doctor realised that I could not tolerate any fluid at all and recommended Mummy to admit me for observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was really worried and scared. even though she was reluctant, she decided the admit me. at least there will be immediate medical attention. I almost had to be put on drip. thank God that I was able to tolerate the fluid after that. Mummy stayed with me at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy praised me for being a good girl. I didn't want her to be worried, so I slept through on the hospital bed. I was discharged the next day though the doctor preferred me to stay for another night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was Daddy's turn to vomit and LS. so Mama looked after Daddy and Mummy looked after me. when Daddy recovered, Uncle Andrew got it. Haiz... poor Mama had to look after Uncle Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Daddy had to miss Auntie Ah Yen's wedding due to this. Mummy felt bad. Auntie Ah Yen is one of Mummy's few good sisters. She really wanted to be there to give her blessings and share the joy. Auntie Ah Yen had to console Mummy instead. Auntie Ah Yen, I want to congratulate you as well!! :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-8735400617376405138?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8735400617376405138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=8735400617376405138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8735400617376405138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8735400617376405138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-2008.html' title='Merry Christmas 2008!!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SVQezO9NS1I/AAAAAAAAAiE/wBDCTNAg034/s72-c/DSC05902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5961648743779380048</id><published>2008-11-23T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:57:15.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Outing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after Mass, Lil Ariel's Godpa suggested going to the newly-opened West Coast Plaza (previously Ginza Plaza) for lunch. after sending Grandma and Ivy home, we headed there. had our lunch at Sushi Teh. yummy lunch and Lil Ariel enjoyed the food too!! Daddy Sam and I managed to eat in peace until she dropped and broke the chawanmushi cup. oops... the restaurant was kind enough by not asking us to pay. phew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we walked around the place. as it's just newly-opened, nothing much to see. however there are quite a number of Xmas decorations and Lil Ariel loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found this nice couch and Lil Ariel climbed onto it. Daddy Sam is not fair. I took such a nice photo of them, but the one he took for us, sucks!!  arghhh... I looked so auntie the photo! and Lil Ariel can't wait to get off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStONPOCS7I/AAAAAAAAAfU/7Cy7O6CEMNM/s1600-h/DSC06211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStONPOCS7I/AAAAAAAAAfU/7Cy7O6CEMNM/s320/DSC06211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272393778097966002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStN6Z8sSiI/AAAAAAAAAfM/FLbVwylU_I4/s1600-h/DSC06212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStN6Z8sSiI/AAAAAAAAAfM/FLbVwylU_I4/s320/DSC06212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272393454560496162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStNj0d-2II/AAAAAAAAAfE/aoz8kl7I-D0/s1600-h/DSC06213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStNj0d-2II/AAAAAAAAAfE/aoz8kl7I-D0/s320/DSC06213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272393066542454914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel got teleported to some church in Europe!! so is Lil Seraphine!! LAME. it is just a picture that was hung on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStNKIc-LbI/AAAAAAAAAe8/wUgq76xdVsE/s1600-h/DSC06216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStNKIc-LbI/AAAAAAAAAe8/wUgq76xdVsE/s320/DSC06216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272392625230327218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStMrcJ_1EI/AAAAAAAAAe0/fOmQ0PzThMo/s1600-h/DSC06218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStMrcJ_1EI/AAAAAAAAAe0/fOmQ0PzThMo/s320/DSC06218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272392097943508034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were free candy floss and pop-corns too!! of cuz we queued up for the candy floss. (actually Daddy queued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStMVyIIfEI/AAAAAAAAAes/1Yhh832mkvU/s1600-h/DSC06221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStMVyIIfEI/AAAAAAAAAes/1Yhh832mkvU/s320/DSC06221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272391725884144706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStL8KNfnOI/AAAAAAAAAek/8YxaDRI7QAA/s1600-h/DSC06224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStL8KNfnOI/AAAAAAAAAek/8YxaDRI7QAA/s320/DSC06224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272391285672484066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw a woman on stilt dressed up like a praying mantis walking around. Lil Ariel was quite amazed by it. she frowned when the praying mantis walked away. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway she had a fun time running around with Lil Germaine (the place was quite empty). she cried when we parted and finally fell asleep soon after. she was tired after all the fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5961648743779380048?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5961648743779380048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5961648743779380048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5961648743779380048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5961648743779380048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-after-mass-lil-ariels-godpa.html' title=''/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SStONPOCS7I/AAAAAAAAAfU/7Cy7O6CEMNM/s72-c/DSC06211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1769461948257692001</id><published>2008-11-19T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:56:57.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Ariel's biggest fan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSONy6umBcI/AAAAAAAAAec/E6YNmTzlygQ/s1600-h/image-upload-185-727441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSONy6umBcI/AAAAAAAAAec/E6YNmTzlygQ/s320/image-upload-185-727441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no prize for guessing who is it. cuz the name is there!! mwhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1769461948257692001?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1769461948257692001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1769461948257692001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1769461948257692001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1769461948257692001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/ariel-biggest-fan.html' title='Lil Ariel&apos;s biggest fan...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSONy6umBcI/AAAAAAAAAec/E6YNmTzlygQ/s72-c/image-upload-185-727441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5585155685590505928</id><published>2008-11-16T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:25:23.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little helper...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIOxLsFnvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/P53rzOAfxlA/s1600-h/DSC06196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIOxLsFnvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/P53rzOAfxlA/s320/DSC06196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269790752090988274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mummy, I am a good girl. I decide to do something for the household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIOfcq3i_I/AAAAAAAAAeM/SH-ZAYmVdSE/s1600-h/DSC06198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIOfcq3i_I/AAAAAAAAAeM/SH-ZAYmVdSE/s320/DSC06198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269790447411629042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm... don't understand why Daddy and Mummy like to leave their bags and belt lying on the floor. gonna do something about it. I'll drag my diaper bag away first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIOGeEplZI/AAAAAAAAAeE/BMrbMiKKfAI/s1600-h/DSC06199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIOGeEplZI/AAAAAAAAAeE/BMrbMiKKfAI/s320/DSC06199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269790018291471762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my diaper bag is so heavy. dunno what Mummy put inside. I'll drag Daddy's bag instead. hey, Daddy's bag looks like my previous diaper bag!! hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSINyr0AtOI/AAAAAAAAAd8/J4ZI0jkK3Xc/s1600-h/DSC06200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSINyr0AtOI/AAAAAAAAAd8/J4ZI0jkK3Xc/s320/DSC06200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269789678382396642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gotta find a good spot to drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSINK5orWdI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Xr0bf5MSE0Q/s1600-h/DSC06201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSINK5orWdI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Xr0bf5MSE0Q/s320/DSC06201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269788994898188754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so tired. no wonder Mummy hates houseworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;** this is just for entertainment purpose. Daddy and Mummy did NOT leave the bags and the belt lying around. it was Lil Ariel who pulled them onto the floor. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5585155685590505928?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5585155685590505928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5585155685590505928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5585155685590505928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5585155685590505928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-little-helper.html' title='Our little helper...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIOxLsFnvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/P53rzOAfxlA/s72-c/DSC06196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3146416555526326994</id><published>2008-11-15T22:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T08:23:54.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out on weekend again!!</title><content type='html'>we started the day very early in the morning. Daddy Sam got his checkup appointment at 9am. I wonder why he scheduled his appointment at such an unearthly hour on a Saturday morning. got no choice, Lil Ariel and I woke up at 7.30 (do note that is both of us. Daddy Sam is still snoring away). anyway, the first thing she did in the morning was poo-ed in her diaper. so gotta clean her up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah, she's not toilet-trained yet. lazy parents... &lt;/span&gt;I took this chance to wash her up and intend to have breakfast outside. however due to poor time management on a half-awake Saturday morning, we got to feed her pandan cake in the car when we were on the way to Mt. E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were sent to take x-ray when we reached there. then we realised that we got to wait for an hour for the result. so we had breakfast at Coffee Bean. 2nd round of breakfast for Lil Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway to sum up, Daddy Sam's pneumothorax is gone!!! thank God. however the doctor said his asthma still need to be controlled. so he prescribed him another set of inhaler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went Suntec. Lil Ariel fell asleep on the way there. so we carried her while shopping around there. I regretted not insisting to buy one of those baby carrier. anyway we were looking at Sony PS3 and Nintendo Wii. we almost ended up buying one of them. don't know which one though. we were undecided and supposed to discuss/think about it over lunch at Kenny Rogers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we had lunch, fed the Kois at the Koi pond, ran after Lil Ariel at Toys R us, we were still undecided. so we went home empty handed. actually the main purpose for the outing is to get Lil Ariel something. Lil Ariel was not interested in bringing any of the Eeyore, Elmo or Barney home though. she hugged them a while, then passed them back to us to put back on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before heading home, we dropped by TTSH. Daddy Sam wanted to visit his grandma who was admitted there on Friday due to stroke. Lil Ariel and I did not go cuz my MIL said it's not nice to bring Ariel to the hospital at this age. we hung around at Square 2, had Anderson Ice-cream (just the 2 of us :D), looked at the fish at the new aquarium shop at the basement before meeting Daddy Sam. I will be visiting her during lunch on Monday. pray that she will recover soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an eventful Saturday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lil Ariel attempting to jump to reach the decorations on the ceiling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIIHs6fX2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/ipmPVXjc9p4/s1600-h/DSC06184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIIHs6fX2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/ipmPVXjc9p4/s320/DSC06184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269783442385493858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally decided that the easiest way is with Daddy Sam's help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIIYBHhdSI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Hw8QzRmLWZU/s1600-h/DSC06186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIIYBHhdSI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Hw8QzRmLWZU/s320/DSC06186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269783722686772514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father and Daughter feeding the kois... it's a serious matter okay... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIIxcUL4RI/AAAAAAAAAdc/GDmLWkV6t8E/s1600-h/DSC06194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIIxcUL4RI/AAAAAAAAAdc/GDmLWkV6t8E/s320/DSC06194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269784159484371218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Mummy and Daddy!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIJ4LDsNkI/AAAAAAAAAds/skqAzZEdtOc/s1600-h/DSC06188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIJ4LDsNkI/AAAAAAAAAds/skqAzZEdtOc/s320/DSC06188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269785374622496322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIJp_vXzYI/AAAAAAAAAdk/5nKHtlFxRJ4/s1600-h/DSC06187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIJp_vXzYI/AAAAAAAAAdk/5nKHtlFxRJ4/s320/DSC06187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269785131066314114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3146416555526326994?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3146416555526326994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3146416555526326994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3146416555526326994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3146416555526326994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/out-on-weekend-again.html' title='Out on weekend again!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SSIIHs6fX2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/ipmPVXjc9p4/s72-c/DSC06184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-8162604301109077512</id><published>2008-11-14T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T08:29:41.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariel loves her Mummy</title><content type='html'>Grandma: Ariel, do you like this? *pointing to the vegetarian goose on the dining table*&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: *nod her head*&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: Okay, I'll give you some. We'll leave some for Daddy okay? Daddy likes this also.&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel: Mummy??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-8162604301109077512?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8162604301109077512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=8162604301109077512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8162604301109077512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8162604301109077512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/ariel-loves-her-mummy.html' title='Ariel loves her Mummy'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1509991642181590438</id><published>2008-11-11T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:47:59.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little things that Lil Darling does...</title><content type='html'>pretending to be a good girl. sleep without coaxing. then get up and run to elsewhere in less than 5 secs...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRojOoaq1CI/AAAAAAAAAdE/GwgBe0lWpy8/s1600-h/DSC06144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRojOoaq1CI/AAAAAAAAAdE/GwgBe0lWpy8/s320/DSC06144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267561448437634082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving a cheeky grin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRoi7JNESrI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wxHHNV71ndk/s1600-h/DSC06145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRoi7JNESrI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wxHHNV71ndk/s320/DSC06145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267561113641568946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempting to take a photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRoio9-nyDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/etCBULGhqTI/s1600-h/DSC06163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRoio9-nyDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/etCBULGhqTI/s320/DSC06163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267560801390544946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasting stickers on her Mummy's agenda... luckily I did not use the refills from LV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRoiJ88u9aI/AAAAAAAAAcs/IM57Yk3Uv0c/s1600-h/DSC06167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRoiJ88u9aI/AAAAAAAAAcs/IM57Yk3Uv0c/s320/DSC06167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267560268538246562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1509991642181590438?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1509991642181590438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1509991642181590438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1509991642181590438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1509991642181590438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-things-that-lil-darling-does.html' title='little things that Lil Darling does...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRojOoaq1CI/AAAAAAAAAdE/GwgBe0lWpy8/s72-c/DSC06144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3192547407647007705</id><published>2008-11-10T13:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:47:04.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we were at church early. Daddy Sam was entertaining Lil Ariel and I managed to take this shot of them looking at each other... tenderly? mwhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRfIzXu1KdI/AAAAAAAAAck/wnviBoNYAXk/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRfIzXu1KdI/AAAAAAAAAck/wnviBoNYAXk/s320/DSC00194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266899074102405586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl is a real vainpot. she insisted to put on the necklace and my watch. she was looking down when I wanted to take a picture of her. so I told her, "Ariel, look up". so she really look up... at the ceiling. '''-_- pardon me the messy room. it's a "one-room" flat till our flat is ready. hoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRfIlHZVzkI/AAAAAAAAAcc/7ZpMF1O3D4c/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRfIlHZVzkI/AAAAAAAAAcc/7ZpMF1O3D4c/s320/DSC00207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266898829199134274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, again she wanted to put on the necklace when she saw it. this time she wanted me to tie her hair up when she saw mine being tied up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRfITVHF3PI/AAAAAAAAAcU/S2htW6J04Ew/s1600-h/DSC00208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRfITVHF3PI/AAAAAAAAAcU/S2htW6J04Ew/s320/DSC00208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266898523643043058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the back view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRfIH4OMXKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/aeMaoK5UEoc/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRfIH4OMXKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/aeMaoK5UEoc/s320/DSC00210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266898326909639842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3192547407647007705?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3192547407647007705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3192547407647007705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3192547407647007705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3192547407647007705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-were-at-church-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SRfIzXu1KdI/AAAAAAAAAck/wnviBoNYAXk/s72-c/DSC00194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-6286858146087409458</id><published>2008-11-09T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:46:30.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy is still sick...</title><content type='html'>we did not go Sentosa yesterday cuz Daddy Sam is still sick. the ulcers in his mouth were hurting him so much that he banged the table while having his dinner. I wanted to look after him so much, but he keep pushing me away so that I can look after Lil Ariel. so I left the care to my mil. don't know whether will she thinks that I'm a bad wife who don't look after her sick husband. sighz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway Daddy Sam suggested that he send me to Sentosa then he come home a rest. Lil Ariel and I will not be able to enjoy ourselves if he is not around. so I messaged Sabina that we will not be able make it. pray that Daddy Sam will recover soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel was quite co-operative. She ate her lunch and dinner (with some fussing), played her toys happily. in the afternoon, she had a slight diarrhea. thank God that she recovered at night. I missed the days where just the 2 of us, Lil Ariel and I spend the whole day together. can't wait for our flat to come soon. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-6286858146087409458?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6286858146087409458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=6286858146087409458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6286858146087409458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6286858146087409458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/daddy-is-still-sick.html' title='Daddy is still sick...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-68231228746248776</id><published>2008-11-07T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:33:30.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Sentosa tomorrow!!</title><content type='html'>we got an invitation to Lil Germaine's 3-year old birthday party at Sentosa tomorrow! though it's not the first time we are bringing Lil Ariel there. I can't help but feeling excited. pray pray pray that Daddy Sam and Lil Ariel will be up for it (the weather too...). if not the bikini I bought for her will have to be kept in the drawer for a while le. yeah!! I bought a bikini for her. thanks Yen, Ling and silly Wang for accompanying me to look for it during lunch ya. it is a cute 2-piece orange swim wear. will post the photos up if she managed to wear it. I also bought a sweet Strawberry Shortcake towel. I just love spending on this sweet little bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to buy some more stuff like sunblock, first-aid kit (hopefully I will not need it), her favorite Gerber sweets and a plastic pouch today. tonight going to pack all the things in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning I called up the HR department hoping that there are still some left-over Sentosa passes for this week (I'm supposed to book it 1 month in advance). the lady at the other end of the line said there are after checking. she proceeded to ask me how many do I need. I said one. haha.. she was shocked. her reply, "har, you are going to Sentosa alone?" of course, I told her that my hubby got his own. then after taking down my particulars, she said, "oh, Samuel got the corporate card too." yeah Daddy Sam, Patma still remembers you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this year I got ready Lil Germaine's present. last year I was not able to get as I was grounded at home with Lil Ariel. then during the weekends, shopping with Daddy Sam and Lil Ariel is almost impossible. one is too impatient and the other too troublesome for me to carry and shop at the same time. (oops, Ariel, if you ever read this, please don't dump me in Orange Valley okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-68231228746248776?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/68231228746248776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=68231228746248776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/68231228746248776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/68231228746248776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/going-sentosa-tomorrow.html' title='Going Sentosa tomorrow!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3586307194041076176</id><published>2008-11-05T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:16:54.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial Times</title><content type='html'>a lot of things happen during these few weeks. worries, anxieties all came for a visit at the same time. I guess they need each other's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one. Daddy Sam complained that he was having chest pains since one of the Fridays till the next day. he has got childhood asthma. so I reminded him if it is an asthma attack. he has not been having asthma attacks for a long time, so he said he cannot remember. to be safe, we decided to go to the A&amp;amp;E at AH. after some tests and an x-ray, the doctor informed us that he had a pneumothorax. in layman terms, basically there is a hole in the lung that is caused by a blister that had burst. thus the air in the lung escaped and trapped in between the chest and the lung. the trapped escaped air is called pneumothorax. this is more prevailing in tall and skinny males in their 20s to 40s. he fits that category perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried sick. I messaged my MIL about that and asked her to help to look after Ariel. thank God for my MIL, that I do need to worry about Ariel. I waited with him at the hospital to get the trapped air out and inflate the lung again. he did not wish to stay there overnight. so we went home at 9 pm plus (we were there since 3pm). The next day we went back for make sure that the pneumothorax did not grow in size. I thank God again for that. I know that this is His working to make Daddy Sam realise how important it is to stay healthy. he is willing to finish his dinners and start to eat breakfasts as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second one. Ariel's turn to not feel well a week after the first incident. she was having low-grade fever for 4 days. super cranky and sticky to my MIL. refused to eat. in normal times, we already have problem feeding her. we suspected a lot of things, from teething to fake measles to the lump of dunno-what on her tongue. we brought her to see the NUH children emergency on Sunday after I saw the lump of dunno-what. the doctor did a check and found that there are some ulcers at the back of the throat. she does not have any blisters on her hands and feet. so the doctor ruled out HFMD. moreover she is not in any child-care centres, it's quite impossible to catch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really worried and it does not make me feel any better when she wants my MIL instead of me. she did not even want me to carry her. I understand that she will stick to my MIL because she is the main care-giver and at least she sticks to her, someone related by blood. I still feel a tinge of sadness when she stretched out her arms for her when I was carrying her and willingly gave her a peck on the cheek without prompting when she rejected my request for it. I was the one who carried her for 9 months. I was the one who went to through the labour pains. I was the one who endured the pains after the labour when the effects of the epidural wore off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND in addition to that Daddy Sam had a fever of 39.4 degree on Monday when he came back from work. my heart just sank. I was at the verge of breaking down. but I can't. I asked God what did I do that all these things happen. is it something that I did that He put the suffering on my loved ones? I prayed and searched for answer. It's a trial to make my faith stronger, and now I realised how He felt when His children whom He loved so dearly turned away from him; when I turned away from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Sam's fever went away, Lil Ariel going back to her normal self (and even started to drink her most hated formula milk) when I told Him that I will trust Him whole-heartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my faith in Him has grown stronger. and I pray that it will continue to grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3586307194041076176?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3586307194041076176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3586307194041076176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3586307194041076176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3586307194041076176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/11/trial-times.html' title='Trial Times'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-4537256829991789721</id><published>2008-10-08T12:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:21:59.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates updates</title><content type='html'>missing my Lil Ariel??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bleah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Ariel is getting more and more cheeky everyday as well as sticking to me like super glue when I'm at home. she only allow me to have 5 min of dinner time. when the time is up, she will come to me and insist that I carry her. so most of the time I will end up feeling very hungry next the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night she did a very cute action. I asked her if she wants to go beach. she nodded her head. then I told her but the beach will have sand. then she immediately waved her hand to signal 'No'. this is the first time she sign 'No' this way. usually she will shake her head. btw she hated sand. she immediate wanted to get out of Siloso beach the other time when we brought her there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other night I asked her for fun if Mummy got a Di Di or Mei Mei for her. she nodded her head. then I asked her if she wants Di Di or Mei Mei. she said "Mei Mei" matter-of-fact-ly. when I told this to Daddy Sam, so he asked her the same thing. she nodded her head and said Di Di. girls are fickle. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and NO, I'm not pregnant. I ask for fun only okay cuz I got nothing better to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;this silly gal had been calling all other children "Baby", even those much older than her, like in primary schools. when we bring her out, she'll point to them as say "Baby!". they either give her a curious look, smile at her or ignore her. haha... sometimes their parents will say "you're the baby". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;anyway we brought her to Jacob Ballas Children Garden the other day (forgotten which day la) again. haha... Singapore is so small. anyway, this time round we parked slightly nearer to the place, but still not near enough. will try again another time. this silly gal wanted to be carried while we were there. when we were at Qian Hu after that, she insisted to walk. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... here are the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxOVdlB6hI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mmQ6-8JRv6I/s1600-h/ariel2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxOVdlB6hI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mmQ6-8JRv6I/s320/ariel2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254660995858688530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lil Ariel noticed something interesting. her own shadow... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxORFRFwbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ImlmDpx2NvM/s1600-h/ariel3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxORFRFwbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ImlmDpx2NvM/s320/ariel3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254660920613126578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the kaypo Lil Ariel wanted to see what's underneath the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxOFQYTYWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/lYixZ_mawrc/s1600-h/ariel4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxOFQYTYWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/lYixZ_mawrc/s320/ariel4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254660717437739362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look at her fringe. haha.. that's my artwork. I did not intend to cut it so short. but she was sleeping side way, so.... lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxOBLhfgLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/AOh7oHlFTBw/s1600-h/ariel5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxOBLhfgLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/AOh7oHlFTBw/s320/ariel5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254660647414628530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxOk7Gy_WI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5EgFaTmRQGQ/s1600-h/ariel1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxOk7Gy_WI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5EgFaTmRQGQ/s320/ariel1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254661261482982754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirsty after the tiring 'walk'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;recently, we realised her social skill is not very good. she is quite rough and rude to other kids. she were at Mother's Work looking at toys. then she saw this little boy (older than her), so she walked over to see what he is playing. she also want to play the same toy, so she just pushed away his hand and the boy just stepped aside. I was so embarrassed and kept apologising to his dad. I pulled her away to elsewhere to lecture her. anyway, the little boy was quite sweet, he brought the toy over to play beside Lil Ariel. maybe he is interested in her?? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway another incident was last Sunday at church. we were playing at the children's playroom with Lil Germaine. Lil Germaine brought this hippo soft toy with her. she was sweet enough to let Lil Ariel to play for a while. however Lil Ariel refused to return to her when she wanted it back. so Lil Ariel got another round of lecturing from me. gotta impact good values to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-4537256829991789721?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4537256829991789721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=4537256829991789721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4537256829991789721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4537256829991789721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates-updates.html' title='Updates updates'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SOxOVdlB6hI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mmQ6-8JRv6I/s72-c/ariel2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-6872962388904962079</id><published>2008-09-08T08:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:31:36.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few hours at NUH children emergency...</title><content type='html'>last Thursday Mummy came back late after attending a personal grooming course. I waited for Mummy to come back to go to sleep. the moment she came back, she quickly went to coax me to sleep after washing up. then I started to get cranky. maybe I'm upset that she came back so late to coax me to sleep. maybe I got a tummy upset. maybe the erupting molar is making me uncomfortable. I keep on crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy gave me ovaltine, Grandma gave me some oats to eat. I still cry after that. this went on a few hours. they got no choice and decided to bring me to A&amp;amp;E. Daddy drove us to AH to find out they don't have children emergency there. so we went to NUH. I was struggling and screaming. I don't want to go hospital!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reach NUH, it was 1.30 am and there a quite a number of other children there already there. the nice doctor (at that point of time I don't find her nice) asked a few questions to eliminate the possible causes. then she told Mummy that she suspect I got UTI and asked the nurse to put on the urine bag for me. while we were waiting for my urine to be collected, I played a while with the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the nurse came to check, the urine collected was not enough for the test. so the doctor got no choice but to insert a tube to extract my urine out. I don't like that!!! why must Mummy put me through that torture?? I don't want her to put me down on the bed, I clinged on to her, but she still put me there. Daddy pressed my arms down, Mummy pressed my thighs down while the nurse insert the tube. why must they do this to me?? no matter how I cry, how I plea, they just say it will be fine. NO, it's not fine at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after the ordeal, the doctor told Mummy that she found some traces of blood in my urine. she will need to bring them for lab test and inform them of the result. I fell asleep on Mummy's chest on the way home. I still love Mummy even if she put me through the torture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-6872962388904962079?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6872962388904962079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=6872962388904962079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6872962388904962079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6872962388904962079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/09/few-hours-at-nuh-children-emergency.html' title='a few hours at NUH children emergency...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3197714275145739285</id><published>2008-08-22T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:54:44.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going out with Daddy and Mummy</title><content type='html'>yesterday Mummy took leave cuz Daddy is not working. so they brought me out. we wanted to go to the zoo again, but eventually abandoned the idea as the weather was overcast. they don't want to risk being caught in the rain. instead we went to Vivocity. Grandma came along as well cuz she wanted to go Harbourfront to get something. we were there quite early and most of the shops had not open yet. we went to this self-fix shop and Grandma bought this thing to measure my height for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had an early lunch at Kim Gary restaurant. this is the second time we went there. Mummy like the shop cuz it is endorsed by her idol Bosco Wong. hoho.. silly Mummy, so old still have idol and same age as her as well. the place is quite baby-friendly. when Mummy ordered orange juice, the waitress asked if I'll be drinking so that they can leave out the ice cubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, Grandma head to Harbourfront while we continue to shop at Vivo. I fell asleep on Daddy's chest while they were checking out the price of PS3 at Best Denki. anyway when I woke up, I pee-ed on Daddy and caused a stain on Daddy's pants (at the you-know-where part). my diaper was too full thus my pee leaked out. Daddy insisted on going home to change before heading to Marina square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy initially wanted to bring me to have lunch with some of his ex-colleagues today. he changed his mind and went to meet Mummy and her friends for lunch at United Square's Swenson. Auntie Ah Yen was unable to join us cuz she got to rush something out for her work. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SK5y3SiqNTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/V3b2aA8ktnM/s1600-h/image-upload-8-721748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SK5y3SiqNTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/V3b2aA8ktnM/s320/image-upload-8-721748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;waiting eagerly for my lunch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SK5yiL1EpAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/QL5yVrcXCNw/s1600-h/image-upload-9-735989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SK5yiL1EpAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/QL5yVrcXCNw/s320/image-upload-9-735989.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yummy lunch instead of my boring porridge. I finished almost all of it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3197714275145739285?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3197714275145739285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3197714275145739285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3197714275145739285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3197714275145739285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_22.html' title='Going out with Daddy and Mummy'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SK5y3SiqNTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/V3b2aA8ktnM/s72-c/image-upload-8-721748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-4482745878647240473</id><published>2008-08-18T08:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:26:03.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy is back!!</title><content type='html'>finally Daddy is back from his outfield. Grandma and Mummy thought that I will scream with joy at the sight of him. however I did not. I was angry with him. he told Mummy that he'll will be back on Sunday afternoon. when Mummy messaged him, he told her that he'll be back only in the evening. I was upset cuz I had been waiting for so long. my morning breakfast I could not eat much cuz I was thinking of him. when it comes to dinner time, I totally do not have any appetite. Grandma and Mummy saw me being so upset, they did not force me to finish my dinner. I'm still glad that I'll be seeing Daddy every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Daddy was not around, Mummy and I went to church with Grandpa and Grandma. Grandpa's chest was so comfortable that I fell asleep pretty fast. Grandma praised me for behaving so well in church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway, Mummy went for an external course on Friday. initially she was not keen to attend this course because she needs to present on it after that. however she changed her mind after attending. not because of the course content (it is still not bad), it's because breakfast, lunch and tea break is provided!! yeah, only food can entice my Mummy. the lunch is not any lunch okay. it's not those kind of packet or buffet lunch as she expected. the lunch is at Grand Shanghai Restaurant (at King's Center). it's a 8-course meal alright, and they are nice!! the ambience of the place is very nice also. I love those round, red cushioned-seats. haha, now she don't mind the presentation part anymore. I don't know if Mummy will bring me there one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures of the food. haha... the pictures were taken and arranged by the pretty Auntie Jolene. actually Mummy took some pictures using her handphone, but the lazy her was too busy to arrange them over the weekend (she had to look after me you know). so she "borrowed" Auntie Jolene one lor. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r160/edeneC/iras/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03214.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r160/edeneC/iras/DSC03214.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="system"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r160/edeneC/iras/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r160/edeneC/iras/collage11.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s143.photobucket.com/albums/r160/edeneC/iras/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r160/edeneC/iras/collage6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-4482745878647240473?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4482745878647240473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=4482745878647240473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4482745878647240473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4482745878647240473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/08/daddy-is-back.html' title='Daddy is back!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r160/edeneC/iras/th_DSC03214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5002840090970416148</id><published>2008-08-14T08:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T08:14:47.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 To Daddy coming home...</title><content type='html'>Daddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you!! I will take a long time to fall asleep. no one to play rough with. can't wait for Sunday to come faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to show you the new tricks that I can do. I had learnt how to walk on my knees and blow bubbles in my milo using the straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma had also taught me to pray and ask my angels to protect you too, can u feel it? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5002840090970416148?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5002840090970416148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5002840090970416148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5002840090970416148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5002840090970416148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-4-to-daddy-coming-home.html' title='Day 4 To Daddy coming home...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7484667960633482793</id><published>2008-08-12T08:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T08:38:24.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 To Daddy coming home...</title><content type='html'>Mummy told me that I won't be able to see Daddy till Sunday. he went for reservist. so Granny slept in the room with Mummy and me last night. I was a little not used to Daddy not around. I took quite sometime to fall asleep. I missed him too, but I am a good girl. I don't want to give problems to Mummy and Granny, so I kept the missing Daddy part to myself. actually Mummy misses Daddy too. she could not sleep well the whole night. she kept waking up. at one point of time, she thought she saw Daddy in the room. poor Mummy, she'll going to feel sleepy at work. silly Mummy, one week will past very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;some updates on myself. I'm able to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) say Mummy clearly. I will call Mummy when I want to get my way. however, sometimes I'm unable to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) say Papa clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) say Nana (for banana), "A", Up, Yup, Ball, "I", high-pitched "Pliiii" for please etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) walk, run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) nod for yes and shake head for no or don't want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) point to the door to indicate that I want to go out. point to the car key hung on the wall if told that we can't go out cuz we don't have the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) able to execute command like, sit, stand, sleep, walk slowly, hold Mummy's or Daddy's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) bully Scooby by hitting him (recently with feather duster), take away his toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) watch the whole episode of Barney vcd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) spin round and round till I fall down and laugh at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) brush my cheek with index finger to show "shame shame" when I see Daddy or Uncle Andrew coming out from the bathroom topless, or when I'm being changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) imitate the adults' actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy always say I'm look so grown up. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7484667960633482793?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7484667960633482793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7484667960633482793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7484667960633482793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7484667960633482793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-6-to-daddy-coming-home.html' title='Day 6 To Daddy coming home...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-8061937227617794923</id><published>2008-07-18T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:30:36.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my date was fantastic!!! Darling came to fetch me to Vivocity. he was at that area before meeting me, so I thought maybe I'll take a train down to meet him. however he sms-ed me that he'll come and pick me up. how sweet right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our lunch at Marche. actually I took some pictures of the food. however, I realized that it was saved into the phone memory. got no cable with me now, so I can't get the pictures out. since the show only starts at 3.50pm. we walked around a bit. oh, forgot to mention we watched Hell Boy II: The Golden Army. the show was nice. though I hope that the princess did not die in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling and I both agreed that it was something that we had not done for a long time ever since Lil Darling was born. it gives us an opportunity to re-connect together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my MIL found this website; http://www.britishcouncil.org/kids-songs.htm. It has songs like Incy Wincy Spider, Old Macdonald, etc with animations. Lil Darling can sit on our laps, watch the animations and listen to the songs for more than 5 mins! her Barney vcd can't even make her do that! however, the silly gal will get upset when she saw Incy disappeared into the water spout. she actually cried when Incy did that. so we decided not let her listen to that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-8061937227617794923?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8061937227617794923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=8061937227617794923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8061937227617794923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8061937227617794923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-date-was-fantastic-darling-came-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5085766930435391346</id><published>2008-07-15T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:47:38.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got a date!!</title><content type='html'>can't wait for tomorrow to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a date with my Darling!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time we had a nice meal together alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time we caught a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than a year ago!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5085766930435391346?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5085766930435391346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5085766930435391346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5085766930435391346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5085766930435391346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-got-date.html' title='I&apos;ve got a date!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-4308997593339625271</id><published>2008-07-14T08:16:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:39:52.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half A Day at Botanical Garden</title><content type='html'>Daddy and Mummy decided to bring me to Singapore Botanical Garden after my chicken pox booster jab. there is a children playground, called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacob Ballas Children Garden.&lt;/span&gt; Mummy had been reading the forum and found that a lot of other mummies had brought their little ones there. It's a nice and peaceful place. less crowds, lots of greeneries. I want Daddy and Mummy to bring me there again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, Mummy brought Daddy to the wrong entrance and hence parked at the wrong carpark, which is quite a long walk to the Jacob Ballas. we should had went in by the Cluny Road entrance. Mummy had made a mental note on that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcoseoO2I/AAAAAAAAATc/2FkBjeAikSY/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcoseoO2I/AAAAAAAAATc/2FkBjeAikSY/s320/DSC00092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222658940837837666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;let's go Daddy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcgpotXFI/AAAAAAAAATU/-gMSypAi0G4/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcgpotXFI/AAAAAAAAATU/-gMSypAi0G4/s320/DSC00094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222658802635856978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;finally reached Jacob Ballas after 10 minutes of following the sign. we're behind the mini water fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcaOeVMbI/AAAAAAAAATM/LUa6CVu7YwQ/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcaOeVMbI/AAAAAAAAATM/LUa6CVu7YwQ/s320/DSC00095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222658692265357746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;can you spot us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcSiZJdaI/AAAAAAAAATE/NlrIOYQCEmM/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcSiZJdaI/AAAAAAAAATE/NlrIOYQCEmM/s320/DSC00096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222658560173372834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;found a tortoise having a nice sun-tanning session under the HOT sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcKHY77MI/AAAAAAAAAS8/_G1laURNFZY/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcKHY77MI/AAAAAAAAAS8/_G1laURNFZY/s320/DSC00097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222658415485775042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Mummy, come join us under this cool shade.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqfzSKFGxI/AAAAAAAAATk/foY6MCLslBA/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqfzSKFGxI/AAAAAAAAATk/foY6MCLslBA/s320/DSC00102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222662421285772050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;look Mummy, I'm standing on the chair on the treehouse!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqgLjpkEjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/VVP1zSxg09I/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqgLjpkEjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/VVP1zSxg09I/s320/DSC00108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222662838298087986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;woah, I'm on the tree, looking down. cool yeah?? oh.. the dress is a tad big for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqgA3-LoSI/AAAAAAAAATs/WeIoaQ3EG88/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqgA3-LoSI/AAAAAAAAATs/WeIoaQ3EG88/s320/DSC00105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222662654774714658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Daddy asked Mummy to take this picture to prove to Auntie Ah Yen that there are ants in botanical garden. '''-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcDPBfPWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/vsJLl8FTFG8/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcDPBfPWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/vsJLl8FTFG8/s320/DSC00112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222658297275825506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I like the suspension bridge!! Daddy accompanied me walking for 4 trips to and fro, till he had to use force to drag me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqb6ndK4PI/AAAAAAAAASs/2bbnX1HPiE8/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqb6ndK4PI/AAAAAAAAASs/2bbnX1HPiE8/s320/DSC00115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222658149215559922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;okay, Mummy is trying to be artistic here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbyqKUyZI/AAAAAAAAASk/N2Hq9fKElb0/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbyqKUyZI/AAAAAAAAASk/N2Hq9fKElb0/s320/DSC00116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222658012502870418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Daddy said this is the swan from ugly duckling. I thought ugly duckling became a WHITE swan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbqajnwSI/AAAAAAAAASc/wUHkoCVE-a8/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbqajnwSI/AAAAAAAAASc/wUHkoCVE-a8/s320/DSC00117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222657870875050274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;oh!! time to head for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be back again!!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Other random pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbh0eY6dI/AAAAAAAAASU/jo5LSK2X5Rk/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbh0eY6dI/AAAAAAAAASU/jo5LSK2X5Rk/s320/DSC00118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222657723213605330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Mummy came out of the room and saw Mei Mei sitting on my bumbo chair. she gave Daddy a who-did-that look. Daddy said I want Mei Mei sit there, so he helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbaEi4bPI/AAAAAAAAASM/cXIG8QearKM/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbaEi4bPI/AAAAAAAAASM/cXIG8QearKM/s320/DSC00119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222657590088461554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm reading. but Mummy said my pose is not very lady-like. who cares? I'm at home anyway. heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbR6Hnk7I/AAAAAAAAASE/uXZfj4p07yQ/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqbR6Hnk7I/AAAAAAAAASE/uXZfj4p07yQ/s320/DSC00121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222657449850803122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;a typical scene of the floor after my meal outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-4308997593339625271?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4308997593339625271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=4308997593339625271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4308997593339625271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4308997593339625271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/07/daddy-and-mummy-decided-to-bring-me-to.html' title='Half A Day at Botanical Garden'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SHqcoseoO2I/AAAAAAAAATc/2FkBjeAikSY/s72-c/DSC00092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-754211698776699882</id><published>2008-06-30T08:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T09:07:25.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some updates</title><content type='html'>oops... realised I've deserted this blog for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies.. here are some updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Eruption  of Lil Darling's 5th and 6th teeth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are the upper and lower teeth beside the right upper and lower incisor. that explains her lost in appetite. she is total anti-food for a week. even our food and her favorite potato!! feeding her actually took more than an hour and most of the food actually gone to Scooby. btw, Lil Darling and Scooby can be really good friend when it comes to mealtimes. Scooby will hang around her and she will just intentionally (though trying to pretend it's accidentally) drop HER food onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, Lil Darling caught a flu, but don't know from who. cuz no one in the house caught it before her. in fact, she spread it to her Grandma. haha... anyway, I think children medicines are sweet nowadays. Lil Darling actually look forward to her cough mixture and her flu medicine. when we  bring out her bottles of medicine, she actually looked excited and take in the dosage willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Fall and Bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Darling fell down while walking. :( I was holding her walking after her dinner. she was oily (she likes to use her hand to put the food in her mouth and then touch her arms), and trying to wriggle out of my hand. before I knew it, she was face down on the floor. we quickly carried her up, and saw her mouth was full of blood. it's a sad and horrible sight. Daddy Sam and I panicked when we saw that. lucky Grandma was calm enough to use the ice cubes to ease her pain. she was wailing all the way even though she had stopped bleeding. so Daddy Sam brought her down to have a walk, but she came back with 2 mozzie bites on her legs. anyway I was damn guilty lor. if I had chose to carry and not let her walk, she may not had fell down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Zoo Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to get the corporate pass from my company. one pass admits for 4 adults. it's worth it cuz one ticket costs S$16.50. so went with Honey Ling, Jordan, Jaslyn, Jaslyn's boyfriend and their nephew. there were 5 adults, so Jaslyn's boyfriend gotta pay for the ticket. well, it's HOT and TIRING. we went on a Saturday, so it's EXTREMELY FULL OF PEOPLE. Lil Darling did not take her nap, so she was like not that interested. we stayed there for around 4 hours. did not manage to see all the animals. only managed to catch the white tiger, hippo's butt, orang utan (we paid respect to Ah Meng too), parrots, penguins, wild boars, kangaroos, elephants, crocs and some other little animals that I don't know the name. sorry, not much pictures, cuz I was too not in the mood to take pictures. haha... well, Daddy Sam and I decided to go another time to see the rest of the animals. wait till I can ballot the pass again. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures another day. bleah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-754211698776699882?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/754211698776699882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=754211698776699882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/754211698776699882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/754211698776699882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-updates.html' title='Some updates'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1147769775562391872</id><published>2008-06-11T08:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:00:46.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handmade hair clips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;suddenly 心血来潮, decided to make hair clips for my Lil Darling. hasn't been doing handicrafts for quite some time. this last one I did was my wedding ring pillow. hoho... I was telling Honey Kris if I can sustain this new interest, I'll do one for her little niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday after work, went to Spotlight at PS to get the materials. below are the 2 that I've made so far. the one on the bottom is done last night in the dark while watching the Spain vs Russia match. the one on top is done this morning. gimme some comments ya!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SE8YLUELu0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/1xIjNzBsfiw/s1600-h/image-upload-24-785514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SE8YLUELu0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/1xIjNzBsfiw/s320/image-upload-24-785514.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1147769775562391872?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1147769775562391872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1147769775562391872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1147769775562391872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1147769775562391872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/06/handmade-hair-clips.html' title='Handmade hair clips'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SE8YLUELu0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/1xIjNzBsfiw/s72-c/image-upload-24-785514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-154741528126481314</id><published>2008-06-05T14:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T17:54:06.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sooo HAPPY!! Mummy stayed home with for a whole week to look after me. just like last time. I see her when I wake up, played with her. oh... how I missed that. but she is going back to work tomorrow le. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why Mummy is at home looking after me and not working? this is because Grandma went for holiday with her friends. so Mummy took leave to look after me while she is away. actually I missed Grandma. Grandma said she missed me too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, did a lot of things during this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auntie Elmo's Wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS Mrs Ng. hoho. attended Mr and Mrs Ng's wedding with Daddy and Mummy at Fort Canning. the dinner actually supposed to start at 7.30pm. but they brought me there early at 5.30pm. Mummy's idea lor. she was deciding whether to feed me dinner at home or there. then Elmo told her that parking might be a problem if reach there late as there was another function going on there. so in the end we were there early!! Mummy realised it's really early, so Daddy and her brought me to walk around Fort Canning Park. I enjoyed myself, but I can't say so for my dear parents. they were perspiring. haha... silly parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Auntie Ling came and entertained me. saw a lot of Mummy's colleagues and Daddy's ex-colleagues. I really like Auntie Ling, Auntie Kris, Auntie Ah Yen, Auntie Yinghui and Grandma Lala, so I let them carry me. even the pretty bride didn't carry me, I love her too!!I don't anyhow let people carry one oh. and tell you a secret, I also like Uncle BR. mwhahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we did not stay until end of the dinner, cuz I was sleepy le. Mummy lor, go there so early to tire me out. I totally conked out while going home in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch with Mummy's lunch khakis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy took leave on Wednesday to Friday too. he brought his car for servicing on Wednesday. after that they brought me to meet my Mummy's lunch khakis for lunch at Hong Kong Street. then they realised I pooed, so they brought me back of Mummy's office building to change. Lucky got Auntie Ling to help Mummy to change me. if not, think Mummy will drop me. mwhahha. but poor Auntie Kris were traumatized by my nice smell. she told Mummy that she thought could still smell it while in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to get the stuff for Daddy's new hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay at Siloso Beach Resort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy told Mummy that they had not gone for any trip ever since I was born. so they were thinking of going Phuket or Bintan. eventually they settled on just Sentosa. cuz they were not confident if I'll behave myself. so it's nearer and cheaper to go back home if I misbehave. after some research, Mummy chose Siloso Beach Resort, which is not too bad, except that the room had a very musky smell. don't think the room is well-ventilated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, I enjoyed and behaved myself. dear Daddy and Mummy were tired but still enjoyed it. cuz I'm such a good girl throughout the trip. I got to eat continental breakfast, ban mian too!! I got on to the Sentosa Express, Sky Tower (which Daddy grumbled how expensive it is), played on the sand and the sea and swimming pool. I prefer the swimming pool though cuz I don't like the sand to be inside my diaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however we missed the Songs of the Sea. there were some technical faults and end up the show was canceled. well, we can exchange our tickets for vouchers to the mechandise store or come back another day within 3 months. it's fine with us. however some tourists were very unhappy about it cuz they won't be in SG in these 3 months. so they wanted cash refund and this jammed up the queue for the exchange. the tourists (not all) were shouting at the poor guys at the counter. Daddy and Mummy were thinking that the poor guys should bring the angry tourists aside to settle their argument and let the exchange for vouchers to proceed. cuz there were actually a lot of people like us who were fine with exchange for vouchers. Daddy almost gave up but the commotion was just too interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos for your viewing pleasures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/DSC06044.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/DSC06038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;our room number..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/DSC06028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05988.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;view of the swimming pool from our room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05954.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05954.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/DSC05954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;me looking out to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05955.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05955.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/DSC05955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;me chomping down the breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05975.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05975.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/DSC05975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;we inside the Sky Tower cabin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05962.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05962.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05962.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05962.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/DSC05962.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;with Mummy on Sentosa Express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/DSC06018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;playing water with Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05988.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05988.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm188/jingyun1980/DSC05988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;our hotel from Sky Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-154741528126481314?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/154741528126481314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=154741528126481314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/154741528126481314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/154741528126481314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-sooo-happy-mummy-stayed-home-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7277581131638465623</id><published>2008-05-13T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:01:29.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Anniversary!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCkSUgQ5qmI/AAAAAAAAARs/P2OXmNX-TH0/s1600-h/n521059192_157439_9106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCkSUgQ5qmI/AAAAAAAAARs/P2OXmNX-TH0/s320/n521059192_157439_9106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199707388243454562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Daddy Sam and Mummy Celeste,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've been happily married for 2 years and in these 2 years, you had created the lovely me. I wish you both a continuous happy marriage and keep on showering me with lots of love and toys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the both of you.... Lil Ariel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCkSUwQ5qnI/AAAAAAAAAR0/h7WVtS8J56Y/s1600-h/n521059192_157462_7427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCkSUwQ5qnI/AAAAAAAAAR0/h7WVtS8J56Y/s320/n521059192_157462_7427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199707392538421874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7277581131638465623?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7277581131638465623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7277581131638465623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7277581131638465623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7277581131638465623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-2nd-anniversary.html' title='Happy 2nd Anniversary!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCkSUgQ5qmI/AAAAAAAAARs/P2OXmNX-TH0/s72-c/n521059192_157439_9106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-838109124185146687</id><published>2008-05-12T14:23:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:49:40.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out with Daddy n Mummy on a Saturday...</title><content type='html'>my lovely Daddy and Mummy brought me to town on Saturday. it started with some unlucky stuff. Daddy found a summon ticket on his car when we're at the carpark when he's actually a season parker there. he said he's going to check what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we're at Cairnhill carpark to pay his overdued season parking fees (it has got nothing to do with the summon cuz it's a different carpark). however, the attendant there told him that now he had to send in the check for the payment with effect from FEBRUARY. it's either the Daddy was not informed earlier or he simply ignored the notice if there were any. Daddy was rather upset cuz it seemed to be a wasted trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we proceeded to the M1 Shop at Paragon. Daddy had been using Mummy's old phone ever since his old one was spoilt. now, Mummy's old phone is giving some problem. but Daddy could not decide what phone to buy. he had been thinking of getting HTC Touch Dual. dunno what's holding him back. so we left the shop empty-handed. in fact we left the shop empty-handed 3 times. hoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch at Ding Tai Fung. Daddy and Mummy had xiao long bao, la mian and fried rice. well, I had my boring porridge. however, my Mummy knew that I would love to try their food, so she orderd chicken la mian, plain enough for me. I really love the la mian (and Mummy of cuz). however Daddy had to cut into smaller pieces for me. he's really slow on that cuz I had to rush him many times. sorry no pictures cuz Mummy was busy devouring her xiao long bao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that they brought me to Toys R us to check out the Kitchen Set that Mummy was aiming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfqxgQ5qlI/AAAAAAAAARk/2xWvPLx7nV4/s1600-h/DSC05919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfqxgQ5qlI/AAAAAAAAARk/2xWvPLx7nV4/s320/DSC05919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199382431017839186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Daddy, I can walk on me own, don't need you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfqYQQ5qkI/AAAAAAAAARc/sLeQx518JiY/s1600-h/DSC05920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfqYQQ5qkI/AAAAAAAAARc/sLeQx518JiY/s320/DSC05920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199381997226142274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;hey.. who is that chio bu in the reflection. oh... that's me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfpPQQ5qjI/AAAAAAAAARU/07kfCacabxc/s1600-h/DSC05921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfpPQQ5qjI/AAAAAAAAARU/07kfCacabxc/s320/DSC05921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199380743095691826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I've found a friend in Winnie The Pooh... we'll call him pooh pooh from now on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfoywQ5qiI/AAAAAAAAARM/-dMhryY1yKg/s1600-h/DSC05923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfoywQ5qiI/AAAAAAAAARM/-dMhryY1yKg/s320/DSC05923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199380253469420066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;boring... Daddy, I'm a girl, not interested in boys action toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfoKgQ5qhI/AAAAAAAAARE/R7qrfeJasuo/s1600-h/DSC05925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfoKgQ5qhI/AAAAAAAAARE/R7qrfeJasuo/s320/DSC05925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199379561979685394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Mummy, can I bring pooh pooh home.... pleaseeeee... I promise I'll love him and treat him well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfncgQ5qgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/GqzkEkfj4u0/s1600-h/DSC05928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfncgQ5qgI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/GqzkEkfj4u0/s320/DSC05928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199378771705702914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;yeah!! pooh pooh is allowed to go home with me.. THANK U DADDY!! they did not get me the Kitchen Set cuz it is said on the box that it is not suitable for children below 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfmDgQ5qfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/repTXHL8BPE/s1600-h/DSC05929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfmDgQ5qfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/repTXHL8BPE/s320/DSC05929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199377242697345522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;oops... back home, pooh pooh is forgotten by me. the Xbox control is my new love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-838109124185146687?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/838109124185146687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=838109124185146687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/838109124185146687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/838109124185146687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-out-with-daddy-n-mummy-on-saturday.html' title='A day out with Daddy n Mummy on a Saturday...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCfqxgQ5qlI/AAAAAAAAARk/2xWvPLx7nV4/s72-c/DSC05919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-4360015526819859089</id><published>2008-05-08T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:13:52.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's workstation is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCK2PweYT5I/AAAAAAAAAQs/x3uhu2J2miU/s1600-h/image-upload-9-731617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCK2PweYT5I/AAAAAAAAAQs/x3uhu2J2miU/s320/image-upload-9-731617.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-4360015526819859089?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4360015526819859089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=4360015526819859089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4360015526819859089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4360015526819859089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/05/guess-who-workstation-is-this.html' title='Guess who&amp;#39;s workstation is this?'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCK2PweYT5I/AAAAAAAAAQs/x3uhu2J2miU/s72-c/image-upload-9-731617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5629803471648273968</id><published>2008-05-07T08:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:01:56.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Darling is able...</title><content type='html'>to walk pretty well on her own. however, Daddy Sam and I are quite apprehensive on letting go our hands. even if we let go, we're still very close behind her to catch her fall. I don't know is it we're afraid of her falling down or we're not able to let go the fact that she is showing a little sign of independence. our little gal is growing up day by day (and we're growing old too...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is able to shake her head to say "NO" too!! I had dinner with SF and Shireen last Thursday. then Daddy Sam called at 9:40pm says Lil Darling is crying non-stop and no one can calm her down. by the time I rushed home, she already stopped crying. he told me that he wanted to coax her to sleep. the moment he brought her into the room, she started crying. Daddy Sam and Grandma asked her if she wanted to sleep when she had stopped crying, she shook her head. that was the first time she did that. hoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I got myself changed and coax her to sleep, she cooperative this time. she wants to see me before she ends her day!!! isn't she sweet?? however this means that I can't go out late with my friends cuz she usually sleeps at 10pm the latest. I don't mind though, cuz she got the highest priority and I want her to have the habit to sleep early. hoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last Saturday we brought her to her PD for her last pneumococcal jab. silly me forgotten to let her wear her shoes, so she can't get to roam around in the clinic. anyway, she is easily bribed. she cried very hard when Dr Chan poked her butt. however the moment she gave Lil Darling a piece of animal biscuit, she stopped immediately. the silly girl tried to pay the bill using the same piece of biscuit. :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the latest picture of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCD0Y9PnOUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GxmRgVBBJes/s1600-h/image-upload-276-767113.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCD0Y9PnOUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GxmRgVBBJes/s320/image-upload-276-767113.jpe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had a GOOD meal at International Buffet Restaurant at Taka on Monday. it's a treat. I wanted to pay the person back, but I still have not pay him. so it's still consider a treat. but I suspect the person won't take the money and it'll still ended up as a treat. anyway, this is one of the photos taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCD5_tPnOVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PFjuXELio3o/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCD5_tPnOVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PFjuXELio3o/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197428842857707858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;my "daughter-in-law" feeding my son ice-cream. how loving.... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new gadget as well from Harvey Norman. an epilator. wanted to get one long time ago cuz I'm really tired of shaving. at first, my honies accompanied me to choose one from Best Denki. one of my honies is recommending the Phillip one. however the sales girl is trying to psycho me to get the Panasonic one which cost double. I insisted the Phillip one cuz I can't stand her hard-selling. so she reluctantly pretended to look for the it. I said pretended cuz she came back saying it's out-of-stock. I can see that she just squat down and look for it "chin-chai-ly" lor. she wanted me to get the more expensive one lor!!! so I told her, "Nevermind, I'll get it somewhere else". her face was black. who cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it's painful lor. I wanted to cry when I was using it. that's the cost of having hairless legs. I really envy those girls with hairless legs. and it doesn't help when the sadistic Daddy Sam pressed the epilator so hard on my leg lor. he just like to see me suffer... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I finally went to gym yesterday. I decided that it's time to get rid of my enemies around my waist!! I actually felt them bouncing when I was walking. how disgusting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... Good Morning everyone!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5629803471648273968?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5629803471648273968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5629803471648273968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5629803471648273968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5629803471648273968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Lil Darling is able...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SCD0Y9PnOUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GxmRgVBBJes/s72-c/image-upload-276-767113.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-8754959090041663271</id><published>2008-04-24T11:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T12:08:25.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Names...</title><content type='html'>actually this thing happened some time ago, but I'm still thinking about and still feeling 不爽 about it. so I decided to blog about it to get it out of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this colleague of mine who keep calling my name wrongly. AND IT'S LIKE EVERY TIME, EVEN AFTER I CORRECTED HER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dialect name is Cheng Wan (pronounced as "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ching one&lt;/span&gt;"). this colleague, call her O. the first time O called me 'chen wan', interpretation, orange bowl in Chinese. I told her politely that my name is not that. the next day she came back calling me that again. arghhh... that was like more than a year ago, even before I was pregnant with Lil Darling lor. I gave up correcting her after 5 or 6 failed attempts. probably she's getting more and more irritating (in other ways) recently that I cannot stand her calling my name wrongly. I decided that since that is MY name, I've got the right to have MY name pronounced correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so few days ago, O called me wrongly again, I corrected. fine, she said the correct one. the next day she called the wrong one again. which part of '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my name is not chen wan. please call me cheng wan.&lt;/span&gt;' that she don't understand??? then she still can say, 'but that is your Chinese name.' WHEN DID I EVER SAY MY CHINESE NAME IS ORANGE BOWL!!?? then I retorted in a rather pissed tone, 'no, my Chinese name is not that, it's Jingyun by the way'. she replied, 'oh, that is so different.' argghhh.. I decided that I don't want to spend anymore effort to explain to her that it's a direct translation from Cantonese. I've also made up my mind that if she call me wrongly the next time, I'm going to ignore her, cuz she is not calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;folks, name is a very personal thing to any person. it represents that person. so please make an effort to remember the person's name and call it correctly, the way the person wanted it to be called. that is respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;folks, thanks for listening to my complaint. haha.. I'm using my Lil Darling's blog my personal use again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-8754959090041663271?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8754959090041663271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=8754959090041663271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8754959090041663271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8754959090041663271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/04/names.html' title='Names...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1292128858620448453</id><published>2008-04-22T12:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T17:27:21.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures pictures!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IMAGE INTENSIVE !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ce.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970205992654&amp;amp;site=widget-ce.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970205992654&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ce.slide.com/p1/360287970205992654/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970205992654&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ce.slide.com/p2/360287970205992654/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2qk9PnOSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/y128aUEKWSw/s1600-h/DSC05854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2qk9PnOSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/y128aUEKWSw/s320/DSC05854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191993497320110370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;inally i can open up the prezzies. had been eyeing them for weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2qXNPnORI/AAAAAAAAAQE/AeZl_PS6pgs/s1600-h/DSC05855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2qXNPnORI/AAAAAAAAAQE/AeZl_PS6pgs/s320/DSC05855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191993261096909074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;no more??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2p8dPnOQI/AAAAAAAAAP8/n_4d0xXZPok/s1600-h/DSC05867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2p8dPnOQI/AAAAAAAAAP8/n_4d0xXZPok/s320/DSC05867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191992801535408386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2pj9PnOPI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HzfYT8b6HWU/s1600-h/DSC05877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2pj9PnOPI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HzfYT8b6HWU/s320/DSC05877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191992380628613362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2oOdPnOOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/caZHvh95dHQ/s1600-h/DSC05895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2oOdPnOOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/caZHvh95dHQ/s320/DSC05895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191990911749798114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2netPnONI/AAAAAAAAAPk/PrsJ7tyUt74/s1600-h/DSC05897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2netPnONI/AAAAAAAAAPk/PrsJ7tyUt74/s320/DSC05897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191990091411044562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;totally knocked out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2mitPnOMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/deiAjMJfg1Y/s1600-h/DSC05913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2mitPnOMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/deiAjMJfg1Y/s320/DSC05913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191989060618893506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;my leapfrog leap-pad from Granny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2l7NPnOLI/AAAAAAAAAPU/00mI4bg_b-c/s1600-h/DSC05912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2l7NPnOLI/AAAAAAAAAPU/00mI4bg_b-c/s320/DSC05912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191988382014060722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;clockwise from the top: Auntie Elmo + Auntie Amy, Auntie JT + Auntie Jol, Grandma Lala, Auntie Kris + Auntie Angie + Uncle BR + Ah Wang Kor. shoes from Auntie Wendy + Auntie Joey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I LOVE ALL OF U!! MUACKZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1292128858620448453?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1292128858620448453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1292128858620448453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1292128858620448453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1292128858620448453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Pictures pictures!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/SA2qk9PnOSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/y128aUEKWSw/s72-c/DSC05854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-4260976353747802163</id><published>2008-04-21T08:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:38:37.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birth Day to ME!!!</title><content type='html'>yeah!! I'm ONE year old now!! I've graduated from baby to toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u and a BIG kiss too all the aunties and uncles for the lovely prezzies. I LOVE them very much. will have to wait for Mummy to ask Ivy to wash before I can wear tho. (as usual, Mummy still has not download the photos out to be uploaded here. haiz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Daddy and Mummy brought me to Sentosa on my birthday. Thank God that the weather was really nice. Mummy went to get the corporate card from her coy the day before. actually she can save the effort as the entrance fee to the island is only $1 and the cards cannot be used at Underwater World. I was excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the stingray at the Touch Pool. they are soo cute! I wanted to touch them, but Daddy said cannot. he said wait till I'm a bit older. then they brought me down to see all other fishes. they are so scary. why aren't they like those at Granny's place, small and cute?? those at Underwater World are so HUGE and UGLY. I don't like them. I cling onto Daddy tightly. Daddy then explained that they are probably not so big, they are being magnified. but still they are UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our lunch at the food court next to it. Daddy complained that the food is so expensive (as expected, to earn the tourists' $$.) $10 for a plate of fish and chips, $10 for a plate of chicken chop rice. Mummy said she should had told Ivy to cook more of my porridge for Daddy and herself. silly Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we headed for the Dolphin Lagoon (which is included in the $19.90 per pax ticket, free for me tho). we drove there, but don't seem to be able to get there, cuz Mummy don't know how to read the Sentosa map. don't get me wrong, Mummy is usually good at reading map. the Sentosa map is too cartoon le. so we parked our car at the carpark between Siloso Beach and Palawan Beach. I was totally knocked out then. then Daddy realised the walk to the lagoon is 15 min. hoho.. so they decided to take a bus there and realised that there is a carpark!! and that is the one that they usually parked when they go sun-tanning during their courtship days. silly and forgetful parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the Dolphin show, I'm only interested for a while. the mynahs jumping behind me are more interesting. then we took the bus back to the carpark. it was my first time on the bus. the earlier on bus trip, i slept my way through. didn't know that it's more interesting to ride on the bus than in Daddy's car. more faces for me to look at. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is indeed a Happy yet tiring day for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you folks have to wait for my procrastinate Mummy to upload the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muackz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-4260976353747802163?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4260976353747802163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=4260976353747802163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4260976353747802163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4260976353747802163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birth-day-to-me.html' title='Happy Birth Day to ME!!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-8384623584982172792</id><published>2008-04-12T08:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T08:27:21.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all about Lil Darling</title><content type='html'>one more week, my Lil Darling will be 1 year old! how excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as mentioned, we'll be celebrating tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Darling had already received some prezzies. Thank you Auntie Wendy, Auntie Joey, Lydia Jey and Lil Darling's beloved Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the present from Wendy and Joey myself. I wanted to get Lil Darling a bigger sized shoes. So we went to United Sq to choose during lunch last week. had a hard time choosing. yes, I'm choosy. I wanted them to be a little hard sole, pretty and lady-like. when we told one of the sales girls that we're are trying to get a pair of shoes for present, she told us that it is not lucky to buy shoes as present. she was trying to make us buy the more expensive dresses. so I told her the birthday girl's mother do not mind. hoho... anyway, we settled on a pair of shoes from the first shop we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however Wendy and Joey demanded Lil Darling to give them 10 cents each cuz they scared Lil Darling will run away from them (some chinese saying). I told Joey that Lil Darling still can't walk properly so should not be an issue. but still they wanted. so I gave them 2 10 cents which Lil Darling had touched before. hoho... anyway, Lil Darling had been eye-ing the wrapped box and figuring out what is inside. I wanted her to open on 19 April herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia bought her a drawing pad. You're so shweeet... however, I'm quite paiseh when she passed me the prezzie the day after I showed her the post about presents for Lil Darling are still welcomed. anyhow, THANK YOU!! Lil Darling had opened it the next day. hoho.. how impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma bought her a leapfrog pad and a potty thing (not really a potty. it's a potty-like thing to put on top of the toilet bowl for her to poo poo. aiya, dunno how to explain). Lil Darling had started to play with the leapfrog pad though. however, her attention span is real short and she is only interested on pressing the on/off button and flipping the pages. maybe I'll go get some more cartridge for the leapfrog pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, we bought Lil Darling one Barney VCD with the storyline on imagination. I've heard how babies/toddlers so glued to this purple dinosaur. so we thought maybe this dino will make Lil Darling sit still for a long time. BUT WE ARE WRONG!!! she is only interested on the part where it shows some dolphins. after that she'll want walk around the house and dig out all the toys from the toy box. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her 2nd upper incisor is coming out!! but still no sign of the 2nd lower incisor and the 1st one still only 10 % out. funny little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo... quite a long post ya. but still... no pictures!! bleah. coming up soon when I got time to upload.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-8384623584982172792?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8384623584982172792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=8384623584982172792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8384623584982172792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8384623584982172792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-about-lil-darling.html' title='all about Lil Darling'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-4117810177353549015</id><published>2008-04-01T08:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T09:56:27.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderous kiss</title><content type='html'>on a normal Sunday afternoon, after Lil Darling's tea-time, I was playing with her in her play-yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she suddenly stopped whatever she was doing and stood up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she turned and started to walk towards me with her arms stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she hugged me and at the same time planted a kiss on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME TELL ME, HOW CAN I NOT LOVE HER MORE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pictures of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R_F_yQs-dzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/A92cf7TUQnc/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R_F_yQs-dzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/A92cf7TUQnc/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184065147533948722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Lydia said the chocolate is for Lil Ariel. so I brought it home and gave it to her. guess she still don't know how to eat, so it ended up in Mummy's tummy. hoho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R_F_ygs-d0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/RxZS9eY1ZLQ/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R_F_ygs-d0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/RxZS9eY1ZLQ/s320/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184065151828916034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;posing when sleeping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R_F_yws-d1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/XLLE9lC0_YY/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R_F_yws-d1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/XLLE9lC0_YY/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184065156123883346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;a closer view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lil Darling's first birthday is coming. we'll be celebrating with Grandpa, Grandma, Daddy Sam, Mummy Celeste and Ivy (our new domestic helper) on 13 April. cuz Grandpa is flying on the actual day. :( Grandma said she ordered a durian cake. I decided to cook mee sua with a drumstick and 2 eggs for her. don't know the significant but a lot of mummies are doing that. Yummy!!! *drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: presents for Lil Darling are still welcomed though there is no BIG BASH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-4117810177353549015?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4117810177353549015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=4117810177353549015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4117810177353549015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4117810177353549015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/04/wonderous-kiss.html' title='A wonderous kiss'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R_F_yQs-dzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/A92cf7TUQnc/s72-c/DSC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7154612293185718613</id><published>2008-03-28T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T14:22:45.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bak Kut Teh Part II</title><content type='html'>I love my Honey Kris!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked me if I want to go outside to eat during lunch today cuz got private transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the famous Bak Kut Teh shop at Rangoon Rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-yJXws-dxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/P6fM_3iOm4g/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-yJXws-dxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/P6fM_3iOm4g/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182668312500139794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see BR started to eat, HC shifting his BKT nearer and Ah Wang trying steal the chilli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-yJYAs-dyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QwIKQjivRXo/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-yJYAs-dyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QwIKQjivRXo/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182668316795107106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, we saw the HK actress, Wu Jun Ru with her family there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... I realised that this blog seemed to have become my blog. very little news on my Lil Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to mention in the previous post that Lil Ariel got 2 teeth le!! she's a weird baby. most babies will start with the 2 lower front teeth, she got 1 lower front tooth and 1 upper front tooth on the left side. the upper one appeared on the day after she fell forward from standing position. however her lower one is a bit slanted, so Daddy Sam put the blame on me. will try to capture her teeth and post here. it requires luck and skill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7154612293185718613?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7154612293185718613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7154612293185718613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7154612293185718613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7154612293185718613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/03/bak-kut-teh-part-ii.html' title='Bak Kut Teh Part II'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-yJXws-dxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/P6fM_3iOm4g/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-4270671644147001175</id><published>2008-03-27T08:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:58:39.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bak Kut Teh Part I</title><content type='html'>on a sleepy thursday morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a message from Honey Kris that she emailed me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I checked my mail immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what I got from her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-rloAs-dwI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tgHusYhQCPE/s1600-h/BahKutTeh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-rloAs-dwI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tgHusYhQCPE/s320/BahKutTeh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182206796789348098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES!! Bak Kut Teh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they told me yesterday that they went to Balestier during lunch for Bak Kut Teh on last thursday (I was on MC), I "scolded" them. AND NOW I SEE THIS YUMMY PICTURE!!! boo hoo... my honies and my son don't love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I told them to go again one of these days, but they said the car can't fit. so... I immediately say why not outcast my son. well, there's a reason why my son say I don't like him. see his &lt;a href="http://ahhwang.blogspot.com/2008/03/abusive-mum.html"&gt;post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I love Ariel the most!!! she gave me the sweetest the smile when she opened her eyes this morning and she cried when I was leaving for work. she wanted me to carry. how sweeet rite??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-4270671644147001175?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4270671644147001175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=4270671644147001175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4270671644147001175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4270671644147001175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/03/bak-kut-teh.html' title='Bak Kut Teh Part I'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-rloAs-dwI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tgHusYhQCPE/s72-c/BahKutTeh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5392891470250804767</id><published>2008-03-24T08:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:40:42.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariel's first First Year Prezzie</title><content type='html'>Ariel got her first Birthday prezzie yesterday. nope, not from her wonderful parents. it's from her Godma, Godpa, Uncles and Aunties. THANK U!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-b5Qws-dvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/baRF1YLnZ6s/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-b5Qws-dvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/baRF1YLnZ6s/s320/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181102487683102450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing that I don't understand is why are the figurines in front of the car? the figurines will turn when you press one of those pine trees. how is my Lil Darling going to play with them when she's seated inside?? anyway, my silly girl got bored sitting inside after a while. she was more interested in pushing it. *scratch head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, she's growing so fast. she's going to be 1 year old next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays she's more interested in our food then hers. when we show her our food, she'll open her mouth wide, but when it's her food, she'll shut her mouth tight. arghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway she can do a lot of things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- walk across her play yard unassisted&lt;br /&gt;- pat her chest when asked "who is Ariel the good good girl?"&lt;br /&gt;- place anything on hand to her ears when say "hello??"&lt;br /&gt;- move her butt up and down when ask her to dance&lt;br /&gt;- point to the object she wants or place she wants to go&lt;br /&gt;- object violently when take away her toys&lt;br /&gt;- place her toys on my hand when ask her to give&lt;br /&gt;- sayang Daddy when asked to&lt;br /&gt;- lie down on the floor or bed when being told&lt;br /&gt;- and a lot more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5392891470250804767?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5392891470250804767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5392891470250804767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5392891470250804767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5392891470250804767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/03/ariels-first-first-year-prezzie.html' title='Ariel&apos;s first First Year Prezzie'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R-b5Qws-dvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/baRF1YLnZ6s/s72-c/DSC00041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1782438901475828790</id><published>2008-03-11T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T16:54:47.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A clumsy Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Mummy fell down in office today. haiz, a BIG girl like her still fall down. but poor Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvlyATzVs3M/R9ZDomkLQeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5BLs-aGtOQ0/s1600-h/image-upload-56-750865.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvlyATzVs3M/R9ZDomkLQeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5BLs-aGtOQ0/s320/image-upload-56-750865.jpe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just shifted her office from one floor to another. the new office got this slope on the carpetted floor in front of the door. when she was on her way to take water with Ah Wang Kor, she did not see the slope and missed a step, so......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually Ah Wang Kor wanted to go to another pantry to get the water, but Mummy said this one is nearer. if only she had listened to Ah Wang Kor. then Ah Wang Kor wanted to help her up, but her action was too fast. she was so embarrassed (there are people seated infront of the door lor). so she quickly get up and ran away. Ah Wang Kor said he never see Mummy's action so fast before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she messaged Daddy, Auntie Ah Yen, Auntie Kris and told other Aunties in office. hmm... what is her definition of embarrassment??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1782438901475828790?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1782438901475828790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1782438901475828790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1782438901475828790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1782438901475828790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/03/clumsy-mummy.html' title='A clumsy Mummy'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvlyATzVs3M/R9ZDomkLQeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5BLs-aGtOQ0/s72-c/image-upload-56-750865.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-85078152742042264</id><published>2008-02-14T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T18:08:25.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>THANK U DADDY SAM!!!! MUACKZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R7QSzkFjZ7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/0nMe9Md7HKc/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R7QSzkFjZ7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/0nMe9Md7HKc/s320/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166775349570398130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I won't receive any flowers on this day. But... you surprised me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-85078152742042264?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/85078152742042264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=85078152742042264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/85078152742042264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/85078152742042264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R7QSzkFjZ7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/0nMe9Md7HKc/s72-c/DSC00020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1947439460186260735</id><published>2008-02-11T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:50:48.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holiday and a Happy Family</title><content type='html'>I had a great time with Daddy and Mummy over the CNY holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the CNY visiting especially at Uncle Peter's place. Matthew, Marilyn and Mathias are so lucky to have so many toys at home. they had 2 rooms just for toys!!! I've never seen so many toys in one house in my life. I was amazed at how Aunty Joyce able to whipped one toy after another for me to play. Daddy and Mummy finally don't think that I have a lot of toys now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after seeing how much I enjoyed playing the toys, Daddy and Mummy brought me to Toys 'R' Us to choose more toys and Daddy also bought me a tricycle!! he decided not to wait till by birthday. I had my first try in one of those kiddy ride as well as banana walnut muffin. I realised I had been missing out a lot of things. Daddy and Mummy held me to walk (with me in the center) for the first time too. I felt so 幸福 at that moment. I wish we can always go out like this all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Mummy, I love you so much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1947439460186260735?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1947439460186260735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1947439460186260735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1947439460186260735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1947439460186260735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-holiday-and-happy-family.html' title='Happy Holiday and a Happy Family'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5011647668180132897</id><published>2008-02-08T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T09:47:35.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;祝&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                在新的一年里，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;恭 身 步 万&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;喜 体 步 事&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;發 健 高 如&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;财 康 升 意&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5011647668180132897?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5011647668180132897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5011647668180132897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5011647668180132897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5011647668180132897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='新年快乐'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-867804772201998163</id><published>2008-02-01T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:31:09.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Auntie Ah Yen *Muackz*</title><content type='html'>just to tell u, no matter what, Mummy and I will LUB you!!! muackzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R6LxMSjKyzI/AAAAAAAAANc/FyoI9XuZgnk/s1600-h/DSC05729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161953316360080178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R6LxMSjKyzI/AAAAAAAAANc/FyoI9XuZgnk/s320/DSC05729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Mummy's 2 babies playing seriously together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R6LxMyjKy0I/AAAAAAAAANk/00cImXcPoBM/s1600-h/DSC05732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161953324950014786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R6LxMyjKy0I/AAAAAAAAANk/00cImXcPoBM/s320/DSC05732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;just finished the yummy porridge made by Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R6LxNSjKy1I/AAAAAAAAANs/Jsb2_UW2BPM/s1600-h/DSC05737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161953333539949394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R6LxNSjKy1I/AAAAAAAAANs/Jsb2_UW2BPM/s320/DSC05737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Seraphine Mei Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R6LxNyjKy2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/7NQtNkqsC14/s1600-h/DSC05739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161953342129884002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R6LxNyjKy2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/7NQtNkqsC14/s320/DSC05739.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;am I sweet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7402a173027a18d3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7402a173027a18d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331629015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38092ECCDB532F993761D5F8068EB8F08618ACA0.59B5B0C784B894A32614A3BA95713006A71158F2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7402a173027a18d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dvn5slFa6r-dSBFslOEKVw8CVIio&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7402a173027a18d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331629015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38092ECCDB532F993761D5F8068EB8F08618ACA0.59B5B0C784B894A32614A3BA95713006A71158F2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7402a173027a18d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dvn5slFa6r-dSBFslOEKVw8CVIio&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;things that I can do now:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wave bye-bye, though at the wrong time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;clap my hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;say ma-ma, but not at Mummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stand up without holding on to anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walk holding on to something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stand without support for almost 1 min &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walk 3 steps by myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-867804772201998163?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7402a173027a18d3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/867804772201998163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=867804772201998163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/867804772201998163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/867804772201998163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-auntie-ah-yen-muackz.html' title='I Love Auntie Ah Yen *Muackz*'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R6LxMSjKyzI/AAAAAAAAANc/FyoI9XuZgnk/s72-c/DSC05729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-2871564814612314743</id><published>2008-01-23T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T11:22:10.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U miss me?</title><content type='html'>don't blame Mummy for not updating my blog. she's still confused about her work. anyway, Mummy took pictures of me but she did not copy out from the camera, so... no pictures this time round. *bleah* don't worry, my looks haven't change much, so if you really miss me, can refer to the previous posts. hoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just an update, Mummy was quite upset for a while when she brought me for my 2nd dose of pneumoccal jab 2 Saturdays ago. I did not gain any weight since the last visit. she was hoping that I can pass the 7kg mark. however, her upset was short-lived cuz Daddy bought her a new handphone. err... actually that was her over-due christmas pressie. it's a Sony Ericsson W910i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during these couple of weeks, Granny and my parents are  busy packing their house. no, not becuz of CNY. This is becuz they are moving to stay together. they say it's better for me, cuz I don't have to be shuttled to and fro. actually I suspect the real reason is that Daddy and Mummy don't have to wake up early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been drooling a lot, cry more often and easily irritated. my gum is making me very uncomfortable. so I always want Mummy to carry me for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy was very excited when he saw me walked 3 steps towards him unsupported before tumbling down. so nowadays Daddy and Mummy will walk me around the house. I like that, especially when I can walk towards Daddy's shoes and put my little feet inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing everyday... hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, this will be my 1st birthday pressie from Daddy and Mummy.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R51KOijKyyI/AAAAAAAAANU/Zt9cqTfSEd8/s1600-h/buggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R51KOijKyyI/AAAAAAAAANU/Zt9cqTfSEd8/s400/buggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160362361689393954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-2871564814612314743?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2871564814612314743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=2871564814612314743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2871564814612314743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2871564814612314743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/01/u-miss-me.html' title='U miss me?'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R51KOijKyyI/AAAAAAAAANU/Zt9cqTfSEd8/s72-c/buggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3765999048578852958</id><published>2008-01-08T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T08:20:57.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye to Daddy Sam's skin polyp</title><content type='html'>what is a skin polyp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer from wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;An acrochordon (a.k.a. skin tag, pedunculated papilloma or fibroepithelial polyp) is a small benign tumor that forms primarily in areas where the skin forms creases, such as the neck, armpits and groin. They may also occur on the face, usually on the eyelids. Though larger have been seen, they usually range in size from grain of rice to that of a golf ball. The surface of acrochordons may be smooth or irregular in appearance. Often, they are raised from the surface of the skin on a fleshy stalk called a peduncle. Microscopically, an acrochordon consists of a fibrovascular core, sometimes also with fat cells, covered by an unremarkable epidermis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Skin tags are harmless, although they are sometimes irritated by clothing or jewelry and can interfere with shaving and other routine grooming. Why and how skin tags form is not entirely known, but there are correlations with age and obesity (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;think this does not apply to Daddy Sam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;. They are more common in people with diabetes mellitus and in pregnant women. It is estimated that by age 70, up to 59 percent of people have them.[citation needed] A genetic component (causation) is thought to exist. Rarely, they can be associated with the Birt-Hogg-Dubé syndrome and Polycystic Ovary Syndrome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it's an extra small piece of growth daggling on his left side of his waist connected by a skin. it has been there even before I know him. according to him, it seemed to has grown bigger over the years. so we went to the GP and he recommended to have it removed, though he assured that it is actually harmless. however, it'll continue to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday he went to Gleneagles Hospital to have it removed. it's subsidized by his company anyway. well, I must praise him for being brave cuz he went to have it removed all by himself!! but as usual, he exaggerated the whole process. he told me that the doctor used a chopper to remove it , gave him 10 stitches after that, his left leg is still numb due to the anesthetics and the syringe is as big as the epidural syringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I was hoping that he can bring the skin tag back to keep it as souvenir. but the doctor wanted to do some tests on it to make sure that it is not cancerous. poor skin tag, it must be lying on some cold tray now with part of it being scrapped off to be put under the microscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lil Ariel was very sweet this morning. when she woke up, she gave me the can-you-carry-me look. so I carried her, and she just rested her head on my chest and stone. when Daddy Sam stretched out his arm for her, she just hide her face in my chest. awww... can't wait to see her tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I thought I was very early today. I reached office at 7.30am. guess what? my boss's boss was even earlier lor. so we entertained each other a bit. actually I'm very tempted to ask her how much she paid for her LV bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome Baby Seraphine&lt;/span&gt;. Auntie Sabina gave birth to her on Sunday. Lil Ariel got a little mei mei to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3765999048578852958?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3765999048578852958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3765999048578852958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3765999048578852958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3765999048578852958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-bye-to-daddy-sams-skin-polyp.html' title='Bye Bye to Daddy Sam&apos;s skin polyp'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1654886879185124825</id><published>2008-01-02T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:36:08.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>and I'm rotting in office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Lil Darling is enjoying herself at Granny's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally I'm back at work. well, I'm posted to a new team doing middleman job (at least no programming, I hope). BUT the LAN point for my new seat is not patched, new PC with 19 inch flat-screen monitor not set-up and the administrator has not renew my lotus notes certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately Elmo went to Korea, so that I can borrow her PC (without her permission). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey, hope you'll buy some tidbits back ya.&lt;/span&gt; so here I am typing this post and happily chatting with others. wanted to play Facebook, but Ah Wang reminded me that what I surf will be tracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm still lost, blur and confused. I've stayed at home too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;checked with my mother-in-law, Lil Ariel seemed to be quite happy and contented alone with them. I feel less worried. I was really afraid that she'll be very upset and cranky. can't wait to go back and see her tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, she's back to the cannot-sleep-without-light mode. we got to switch on the toilet light for her. and due to that, I did not had a good night sleep last night, but Daddy Sam said I could not sleep is because I've got to come back to work today. probably true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue to rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy New Year 2008!!! May you have a prosperous and happiness-filled year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1654886879185124825?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1654886879185124825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1654886879185124825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1654886879185124825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1654886879185124825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7883958056369701258</id><published>2007-12-30T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:30:02.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner @ The Greenhouse, Ritz Carlton - Image Intensive Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;this is a post-Xmas and pre-New Year dinner with the Loke's family, Koh's family, Kenneth and Chun Yen. hey, last year we went to same place too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHi_GnRMI/AAAAAAAAAME/AGiO9a8m_AA/s1600-h/DSC05683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149592996557571266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHi_GnRMI/AAAAAAAAAME/AGiO9a8m_AA/s400/DSC05683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Lobster!! ate quite a few. have to make our money worth right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHjPGnRNI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LWe5Tg-EK_w/s1600-h/DSC05685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149593000852538578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHjPGnRNI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LWe5Tg-EK_w/s400/DSC05685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ariel can't eat, can only suck the wrapped-up candy cane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHjvGnROI/AAAAAAAAAMU/QYAwRciee_w/s1600-h/DSC05687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149593009442473186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHjvGnROI/AAAAAAAAAMU/QYAwRciee_w/s400/DSC05687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love DESSERTS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHj_GnRPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fnuSStKaqEc/s1600-h/DSC05688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149593013737440498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHj_GnRPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fnuSStKaqEc/s400/DSC05688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt; $7+ coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149595028077102354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cJZPGnRRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/wauG4erKLGc/s400/DSC05689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;how can I not love Lil Darling with her mega-watt smile??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHkPGnRQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/rSKHlibR824/s1600-h/DSC05695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149593018032407810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHkPGnRQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/rSKHlibR824/s400/DSC05695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;some more desserts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149595032372069666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cJZfGnRSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LygYx-E2nro/s400/DSC05704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;poor plum. it did nothing, but still got bullied by Lil Ariel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149595040962004274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cJZ_GnRTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CSs8EbvkU4k/s400/DSC05712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's really hard to get all the kids to take picture together. this is the best I can get with all of them in one pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;since Lil Ariel complained that we did not buy her any present, we bought her a Braun hand blender. well, she may not be able to use it herself, it's for her food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149649226269410626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3c6r_GnRUI/AAAAAAAAANE/h9Xh-OSfqa0/s400/4220398A62UC97367M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I had been mashing her veggies and meat manually every weekend for the past few weeks. it's really tiring especially mashing those french beans and broccoli. so poor Ariel had to eat the same veggie and meat for the whole week. now with the blender, I managed to blend chicken meat, broccoli, french beans, potato, carrot and spinach in 2 days (1 day if the handle did not become very hot). she can have different combination of veggies everyday. moreover, Daddy found it so fun that he helped to blend too. of cuz, the washing up is still done by me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7883958056369701258?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7883958056369701258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7883958056369701258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7883958056369701258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7883958056369701258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/12/dinner-greenhouse-ritz-carlton-image.html' title='Dinner @ The Greenhouse, Ritz Carlton - Image Intensive Post'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3cHi_GnRMI/AAAAAAAAAME/AGiO9a8m_AA/s72-c/DSC05683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5354756452684288329</id><published>2007-12-25T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T10:21:16.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HO HO HO!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is my first Christmas since I was born. Mummy and Daddy brought me to church to celebrate last night. actually last year they did the same also, just that I was still swimming in Mummy's tummy. see the picture, I was only 5 months in her tummy then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3BcqvGnRGI/AAAAAAAAALU/j2-4LLHonCk/s1600-h/church2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147716263352943714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3BcqvGnRGI/AAAAAAAAALU/j2-4LLHonCk/s320/church2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;... and look how much I've grown!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147716276237845650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3BcrfGnRJI/AAAAAAAAALs/jlCBzySZsAw/s320/DSC05681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at first I was very happy to see so many people around, but soon I got more and more sleepy. I want to take a nap, but there were too many things to see and people around me started singing, I don't want to miss that out. so I became very grouchy. eventually I was too sleepy to care about anything and fell asleep. actually Mummy had warned to take a longer nap during the day, but I refused to listen. bleah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147716271942878338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3BcrPGnRII/AAAAAAAAALk/fs5kM-6fGRA/s320/DSC05676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147728482534900914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3Bnx_GnRLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4GUDkjl9Bu8/s320/DSC05672.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;I love Grandpa!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3BcrvGnRKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/t1wmM_lWOkc/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147716280532812962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3BcrvGnRKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/t1wmM_lWOkc/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;and of cuz Daddy and Mummy!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I received quite a number of presents. most of them are clothes (I got more clothes than Mummy and Daddy) and toys from Granny and Grandpa, uncles and aunties. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;AND I DIDN'T RECEIVE ANY FROM DADDY AND MUMMY!! HMPF!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm angry!! they went to shop for christmas pressies for uncles, aunties, kor kors and jie jies, except for me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway Daddy has been laughing at Mummy cuz she's going back to work next Wednesday. I've already adapted to not seeing Mummy around when I was in Granny's place. hope Mummy will enjoy her time at work. LALALALALALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5354756452684288329?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5354756452684288329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5354756452684288329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5354756452684288329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5354756452684288329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/12/ho-ho-ho-merry-christmas.html' title='HO HO HO!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R3BcqvGnRGI/AAAAAAAAALU/j2-4LLHonCk/s72-c/church2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3368799326885882653</id><published>2007-12-16T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T16:06:10.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>星 期 天</title><content type='html'>今 天 是 一 个 风 和 日 丽 的 一 天。我 和 爸 爸， 妈 妈 去 较 堂。我 们 也 有 去 吃东 西。妈 妈 要 去 工 周 了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3368799326885882653?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3368799326885882653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3368799326885882653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3368799326885882653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3368799326885882653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_16.html' title='星 期 天'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5811088728692829490</id><published>2007-12-15T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T20:55:48.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第 一 个 华 语</title><content type='html'>今 天 是 我 的 爸 爸 的 第 一 哥 写 之。我 的 爸 爸 的 华 语 很 里 害。我 今 天 有 出 去 可 是 没 有 喝 水。马马麻我，我 没 有 听。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5811088728692829490?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5811088728692829490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5811088728692829490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5811088728692829490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5811088728692829490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='第 一 个 华 语'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-8038816673239148403</id><published>2007-12-14T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T19:59:17.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalala</title><content type='html'>been at Granny's place for 2 weeks already. things are fine for me so far. but that's because Mummy was with me all the time. next week Mummy will leave me there with Granny alone in the afternoon to allow me to accustom to not seeing her. she is also taking this chance to pack the stuff (cuz we're moving house soon) and going out with Auntie Kris and Auntie Huiling. poor Mummy did not have time for herself since I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking, grumbling and laughing a lot these days too. the adults were so entertained by that. Granny says she could not handle me alone cuz I'm too active. so Great-Granny will look after me together with her till we got a maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgzPGnREI/AAAAAAAAALE/VgG7K9GPBbE/s1600-h/DSC05658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143780157754393666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgzPGnREI/AAAAAAAAALE/VgG7K9GPBbE/s320/DSC05658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Granny loves me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgzfGnRFI/AAAAAAAAALM/NdV-HRyDcHY/s1600-h/DSC05659_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143780162049360978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgzfGnRFI/AAAAAAAAALM/NdV-HRyDcHY/s320/DSC05659_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;under the Xmas tree in Pan Pacific Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgUfGnQ_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/lorBh9_kFwk/s1600-h/DSC05631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143779629473416178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgUfGnQ_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/lorBh9_kFwk/s320/DSC05631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgUvGnRAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/uMmP1GHko3E/s1600-h/DSC05636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143779633768383490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgUvGnRAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/uMmP1GHko3E/s320/DSC05636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgVPGnRBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/G_QnEfQNLtk/s1600-h/DSC05638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143779642358318098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgVPGnRBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/G_QnEfQNLtk/s320/DSC05638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;my play-pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgVfGnRCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/PwwTcGuWNHw/s1600-h/DSC05643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143779646653285410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgVfGnRCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/PwwTcGuWNHw/s320/DSC05643.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Great-Granny with me in the early morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgV_GnRDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/oiijc8rlC5c/s1600-h/DSC05657.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5ca38652fce9608a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5ca38652fce9608a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331629015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46CCEE5D9D8576B69375DC2832E21FB99F786765.27BF5BAB7E4C9B224E0FB3CC46305C900E55836A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5ca38652fce9608a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De7XNr-s-PxrkLA-BtJUVIxK-_QI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5ca38652fce9608a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331629015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46CCEE5D9D8576B69375DC2832E21FB99F786765.27BF5BAB7E4C9B224E0FB3CC46305C900E55836A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5ca38652fce9608a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De7XNr-s-PxrkLA-BtJUVIxK-_QI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Daddy took leave today to send his car for servicing. silly Daddy asked the person to install the visor, in the end we waited for a long time to collect the car. I really enjoy going out with Daddy and Mummy!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-8038816673239148403?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8038816673239148403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=8038816673239148403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8038816673239148403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8038816673239148403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/12/lalalalala.html' title='lalalalala'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R2JgzPGnREI/AAAAAAAAALE/VgG7K9GPBbE/s72-c/DSC05658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3587875630518363918</id><published>2007-12-08T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T15:42:20.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariel@Granny's place</title><content type='html'>we started to bring her to her granny's place on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, it's tiring to wake up at five-ish in the morning and to get ready her stuff to bring over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was able to adapt to the environment quite easily (keeping my fingers crossed). first couple of days she was unable to nap long and rather afraid of Scooby. soon it was Scooby's turn to run away from her when she goes near him. she was not afraid of his barkings also. hopefully she'll be able to maintain that even I'm not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great granny, granny and grandpa were very entertained by her. I'm sure she'll be very well-loved by them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3587875630518363918?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3587875630518363918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3587875630518363918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3587875630518363918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3587875630518363918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/12/arielgrannys-place.html' title='Ariel@Granny&apos;s place'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7567731696009488726</id><published>2007-11-26T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T14:58:08.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy and Mummy</title><content type='html'>brought me to another wedding lunch on Saturday. this time is Mummy's secondary school classmate, Uncle Patrick. very coincidentally, Uncle Patrick was Daddy's Sunday school classmate. hoho. Mummy was happy to see her old classmates again. Mummy's classmates also said I'm a good girl cuz I did not fuss a lot. Except for a little while cuz I was sleepy, but I fell asleep soon after. they were also worried that the loud YUM SENG will wake me up. guess I was too tired that I managed to slept through it, with Daddy covering my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* added the photos from the wedding lunch. thank you Uncle Edward for sending to Mummy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0uGl_j97mI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-t6pnOfd9Jc/s1600-h/20071124+Qingyun+%26+Ariel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137347787221757538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0uGl_j97mI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-t6pnOfd9Jc/s320/20071124+Qingyun+%26+Ariel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0uGmfj97nI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8xVwacwpz3A/s1600-h/20071124+Qingyun+%26+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137347795811692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0uGmfj97nI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8xVwacwpz3A/s320/20071124+Qingyun+%26+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0uGmvj97oI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nXRP_CYh7c8/s1600-h/20071124+Our+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137347800106659458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0uGmvj97oI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nXRP_CYh7c8/s320/20071124+Our+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;part of Henderson Class of 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Sunday, they brought me to visit Grace mei mei. she was just 1 week old only. her Mummy, Auntie Geraldine is Daddy's colleague. when we reach the place, mei mei was still sleeping. her parents placed her near the window to get a nice sun tan. when she woke up, she was looking for her mummy cuz she was hungry. Daddy and Mummy keep telling me that she's very cute. I AM SO JEALOUS!! so I pretended to be not interested in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0pr4Pj97lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/F_mK4p4xznI/s1600-h/DSC05624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137036938963709522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0pr4Pj97lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/F_mK4p4xznI/s320/DSC05624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Grace Mei Mei is soo tiny and cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, photos time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137036874539200018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0pr0fj97hI/AAAAAAAAAJc/H1R30Ua8vQA/s320/DSC05587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;a cutie pie and a retartd boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137036891719069218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0pr1fj97iI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6Abyq2NVzcQ/s320/DSC05588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;learning how to walk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137036900309003826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0pr1_j97jI/AAAAAAAAAJs/lLe1ir2rDbs/s320/DSC05620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;my new sleeping position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137036930373774914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0pr3vj97kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jplFC4HCAus/s320/DSC05623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;pooh pooh (from Uncle John) and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;** oh, btw did you realise that the font used in this blog is ARIAL. and my name is ARIEL. nottie Mummy chose this font on purpose.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7567731696009488726?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7567731696009488726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7567731696009488726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7567731696009488726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7567731696009488726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/11/daddy-and-mummy.html' title='Daddy and Mummy'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/R0uGl_j97mI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-t6pnOfd9Jc/s72-c/20071124+Qingyun+%26+Ariel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-9048036580616788198</id><published>2007-11-16T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T12:51:33.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelly Poo Poo</title><content type='html'>hah... I know the title sounds disgusting. but I still wanna jot this down so that next time if Lil Ariel bother to read this, she will realise how 伟大 her mummy is. when I'm old and with limited mobility, hopefully she'll do the same for me too. read on only if you feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her poo is getting smellier (unlike her past innocent and odourless ones) and more solid. this is because she has started on more adult food, which result in more adult poo. most of the time I had to hold my breath to change her diaper. somemore she always move and wriggle around, so it's quite messy if I'm not fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually I thought of putting a picture of it here, but guess it's not of much viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to more normal topic. some pictures for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rz0HM_j97fI/AAAAAAAAAJM/RWkREIktgWU/s1600-h/DSC05574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133267070074351090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rz0HM_j97fI/AAAAAAAAAJM/RWkREIktgWU/s320/DSC05574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rz0HOPj97gI/AAAAAAAAAJU/kFX_fXKFA6g/s1600-h/DSC05578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133267091549187586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rz0HOPj97gI/AAAAAAAAAJU/kFX_fXKFA6g/s320/DSC05578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you realise that there are cushions around her playmat? cuz this playful girl likes to crawl and move out of the mat. she's still an amateur in using her limbs, so she'll topple and hit her head against the floor. Daddy Sam didn't want her to be as 傻傻 as her mum, so we put these soft barriers around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-325a0191f4121eb5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D325a0191f4121eb5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331629015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D8F48A45048327475A7A8881C7F3E837BFE3374.4D0DBE0634CB9D0813BA3349B0D309FDBFAC1EF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D325a0191f4121eb5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiovJUGMDe56Itk_70kEKOkK5rNY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D325a0191f4121eb5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331629015%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D8F48A45048327475A7A8881C7F3E837BFE3374.4D0DBE0634CB9D0813BA3349B0D309FDBFAC1EF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D325a0191f4121eb5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiovJUGMDe56Itk_70kEKOkK5rNY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil darling is trying reach for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;X'mas is coming soon. which means I've got to go back to work soon. arghh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm imagining that when I go back to office in 2 Jan 2008, I'll have to wait at the glass door. cuz I don't know will I still be back to my old team. &lt;em&gt;I hope not, cuz my boss is no longer Miss Elmo.&lt;/em&gt; moreover my workstation has been taken over by my Ah Wang son. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, to prepare Lil Ariel to adapt to staying at her granny's place, we'll be bringing her over everyday in December. hopefully she'll slowly get used to seeing her dear Mummy lesser. I think I'll miss her badly for quite some time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;re: Ariel having her own family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually time will really flies very fast you know. don't you sometimes think that things that happen 20 years ago, seemed to happened just yesterday?? or few days ago?? hmm.. don't tell me I'm the only one doing it. hoho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-9048036580616788198?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=325a0191f4121eb5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/9048036580616788198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=9048036580616788198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/9048036580616788198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/9048036580616788198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/11/smelly-poo-poo.html' title='Smelly Poo Poo'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rz0HM_j97fI/AAAAAAAAAJM/RWkREIktgWU/s72-c/DSC05574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-6652075371639170828</id><published>2007-11-07T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T15:40:23.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Active Ariel = Busy Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh... I sensed some displeasures. hoho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RzFhwSyXAlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vsbHNCcY5lY/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129988932856382034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RzFhwSyXAlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vsbHNCcY5lY/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Ariel loves sitting up now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RzFhwiyXAmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/B1RGgVQOMWU/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129988937151349346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RzFhwiyXAmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/B1RGgVQOMWU/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;waking up and sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I can't leave little Ariel out of my sight when she's awake anymore. she'll be crawling, climbing and exploring everything around her. coaxing her to nap/sleep is even harder now. she'll sit up, look at the direction of the living room, trying to get out of the bed, reach for the things at the headboard, do everything except lying down to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she is more interactive and fun to play with as compared to 6 months ago. I love to see her smile when I play peek-a-boo with her, hear her laughter when I kiss her. she's also more and more aware of her surrounding and people around her. aww... looking how much she has grown, I realize that she'll leave me and start her own family one day. that makes me feel sad and old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, our &lt;a href="mailto:Pinnacle@Duxton"&gt;Pinnacle@Duxton&lt;/a&gt; is halfway through le!! can see the first sky-bridge without the linkage between blocks. but our unit is still not there yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-6652075371639170828?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6652075371639170828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=6652075371639170828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6652075371639170828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6652075371639170828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/11/active-ariel-busy-mummy.html' title='Active Ariel = Busy Mummy'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RzFhwSyXAlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vsbHNCcY5lY/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3235282707328658350</id><published>2007-10-29T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T14:25:38.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Wedding Dinner Attended</title><content type='html'>attended Auntie Angie and Uncle Joe's wedding dinner at Marriott. Auntie Angie is Daddy's uni classmate. Auntie Angie and Uncle Joe had been dating for 8 years and finally tied the knot last saturday. erm, we're an hour late, but fortunately the dinner had not started yet. while both of them were worrying how late we were, I was happily playing with Mummy's necklace in the car. I could have strangle her. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is the first wedding dinner that I attend and there'll be more to come. Daddy and Mummy was quite happy cuz I behaved myself except for a few threatened cries. everyone was saying that I'm cute, even the photographer can't resist taking a few more pictures of me. anyway the dinner ended at 11 plus, so Daddy and Mummy did not go church the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy was hoping that I can walk by next May for Auntie Elmo's wedding. She promised to lend me to Elmo as flower girl. mwhahaha, then Mummy will get me a nice dress with a tiara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and Auntie Claire is back in town for a week. initially I could not remember her and starts to frown when she carried me. she must have felt bad. but now I'm happy to play with her before I go to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3235282707328658350?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3235282707328658350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3235282707328658350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3235282707328658350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3235282707328658350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/10/1st-wedding-dinner-attended.html' title='1st Wedding Dinner Attended'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-6196375877020580395</id><published>2007-10-22T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T18:07:13.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHH...</title><content type='html'>our TV is spoilt!! no image just the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called the TV repairman to come this evening to fix it. hopefully can make it for the 8pm show on Ch55. mwhahaha... imagine me at home without TV?? next best candidate, the radio. cannot stand the house to be too quiet. of cuz there's still Lil Ariel's cries and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel is 6 months old le!! another 6 more months, we'll be celebrating her 1st year birthday. we decided (yeah, a bit early) that her 1st year birthday celebration will just be a small homely affair with just the 3 of us celebrating. don't think she'll know/remember/enjoy a lot of people celebrating for her. some more it's too much of an hassle to look for location, caterer and all other preparation. of cuz we'll still welcome all the aunties and uncles who want to celebrate with us. BUT there won't be food catered, just the cake. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Sam took leave on Thursday and Friday. he brought us to Waraku, StarHub centre branch on Thursday. the food is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUMMYLICIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! the environment was conducive enough for Lil darling to fall asleep on my shoulder. one of the waitress keep coming over to play with Lil Ariel even when she was already sleeping. then she said, "oh, she's sleeping!!" &lt;em&gt;WHAT THE HELL, isn't it obvious. still wanna wake her up, duhz.&lt;/em&gt; I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to Ikea to get a table for our lappy. Friday was uneventful. stayed at home and wait for Angelina YiYi to come and collect the winter clothes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-6196375877020580395?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6196375877020580395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=6196375877020580395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6196375877020580395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/6196375877020580395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/10/arghhh.html' title='ARGHHH...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-2510797389587329346</id><published>2007-10-16T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:36:13.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Ariel has been...</title><content type='html'>waking up in the middle of the night for the past few weeks. the result, Mummy not getting enough sleep. boo hoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to Daddy Sam's leave. think he had to clear some of it, but he has not decided when. he promised to bring me to this Waraku (or Waruku?) restaurant and shopping!! heard quite a few good comments about the restaurant that I want to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures of my Lil darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQeFvxhmiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oPG3MHT-Gac/s1600-h/DSC05530.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQhIPxhmnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oVMxn_qa6NU/s1600-h/DSC05530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121755101784021618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQhIPxhmnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oVMxn_qa6NU/s320/DSC05530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;the hat is handed down my my PIL's neighbour. Daddy Sam said it looks like those hat that psycho wears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQgsfxhmmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/kHyaY6DHT_E/s1600-h/DSC05535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121754625042651746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQgsfxhmmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/kHyaY6DHT_E/s320/DSC05535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;one of her weird positions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQgGPxhmlI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_LwUNl9_uM0/s1600-h/DSC05539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121753967912655442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQgGPxhmlI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_LwUNl9_uM0/s320/DSC05539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after a meal of porridge = dirty face + hair soaked with perspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQe2PxhmjI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UnN4SXcwA5o/s1600-h/DSC05548.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQfgfxhmkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PNtQmGNE80g/s1600-h/DSC05541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121753319372593730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQfgfxhmkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PNtQmGNE80g/s320/DSC05541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;kaypo baby peeping out of her cot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQe2PxhmjI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UnN4SXcwA5o/s1600-h/DSC05548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121752593523120690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQe2PxhmjI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UnN4SXcwA5o/s320/DSC05548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;err... this is not Ariel. it's a new dish I came up with last night. hoho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQe2PxhmjI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UnN4SXcwA5o/s1600-h/DSC05548.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT'S ALL FOLKS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-2510797389587329346?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2510797389587329346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=2510797389587329346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2510797389587329346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2510797389587329346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/10/lil-ariel-has-been.html' title='Lil Ariel has been...'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/RxQhIPxhmnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oVMxn_qa6NU/s72-c/DSC05530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7912725652105599548</id><published>2007-10-12T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T16:24:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blur as usual</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MWHAHAHAHAHA....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so SORRY, Uncle Kah Wee aka Uncle Kiwi!! I don't know where on earth I got the impression that -k- is Kapil. oopss... hope you don't mind. *Lil Ariel sent a flying kiss to you.* at least it shows that I'm still me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many thanks to my friends who had been encouraging me via the chatbox, smses and Facebook. sorry to make you guys worry. I'm feeling better now. I'll perservere for Lil Ariel's sake. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Sam also assured me that things are and will be alright. btw he thinks that I copied the texts in my previous post from somewhere. duhz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend is coming!! enjoy oh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, Lil Ariel's real Uncle John is coming over to see her in the evening. awww... when was the last time I saw him?? hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Angelina YiYi stole a picture of Lil Ariel from my Friendster and did something to it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rw8KmfxhmdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/V9MgF_st-44/s1600-h/1_142539387l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120322957824072146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rw8KmfxhmdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/V9MgF_st-44/s320/1_142539387l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rw8KnfxhmeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/G0w7En0k74U/s1600-h/1_142539387l(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120322975003941346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rw8KnfxhmeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/G0w7En0k74U/s320/1_142539387l(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this one is with blusher... aww...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so I asked Angelina YiYi to help me redesign the header. and she came out with 4. all so nice, don't know how to choose. so I decided to rotate them every month. Muackz Muackz!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7912725652105599548?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7912725652105599548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7912725652105599548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7912725652105599548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7912725652105599548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/10/blur-as-usual.html' title='Blur as usual'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rw8KmfxhmdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/V9MgF_st-44/s72-c/1_142539387l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1608976266784642165</id><published>2007-10-09T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T07:35:52.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a tip of the ice-berg</title><content type='html'>I'm drained. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drained of worrying why she is not gaining weight fast. whenever I see other chubby babies of her age, I envy. I know all babies are unique and different. but still I wish... I dread bringing her for check-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of coaxing her to drink formula milk. everytime I was hoping for miracle that she'll be able to finish her bottle milk without fussing, crying; only to find disappointment over and over again. whenever I see other babies finishing they milk quietly, I envy. I should not compare, but still... who can comprehend my disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insensitive comments at the wrong time can drive a person insane, stir up suppressed emotions. they're catalysts to an overdue break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried, but I guess I'm just not good enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1608976266784642165?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1608976266784642165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1608976266784642165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1608976266784642165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1608976266784642165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-tip-of-ice-berg.html' title='Just a tip of the ice-berg'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-2235841253568964193</id><published>2007-10-08T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:01:53.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd last jab</title><content type='html'>brought Lil Ariel for her last 6-in-1 jab and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rotavirus&lt;/span&gt; vaccination on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. Dr Chan gave the green light for giving Lil Ariel solid food, like porridge, cereal etc. so excited, I can make REAL food for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. hopefully she can gain more weight this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to get a set of utensils for her food. cooked plain porridge for her that day and she seems to like it. *keeping my fingers crossed* the next day we cooked cod fish porridge for her. if she's cleared of the allergy monitoring test, I'm going to introduce sweet potato!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU Auntie Ah Yen, Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lala&lt;/span&gt; and Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kapil&lt;/span&gt; for asking about Lil Ariel. she's fine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. *Thank God*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kapil&lt;/span&gt;: I place her on our bed, so no barricades. I did put pillows and bolsters around her, but I don't know how she by-passed them and ended up on the floor. :-/ yeah, she inherited the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;clumsiness&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-2235841253568964193?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2235841253568964193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=2235841253568964193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2235841253568964193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/2235841253568964193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/10/2nd-last-jab.html' title='2nd last jab'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-3098775060150860835</id><published>2007-10-05T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T09:47:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariel fell off</title><content type='html'>from the bed yesterday!! heart pain again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was having her usual afternoon nap on our bed when she gave a sudden loud shrill. when I dashed into the room, I found the bed empty and she was lying one the floor crying. I will remember that helpless look on her. I quickly picked her up and calm her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I gave Daddy Sam a call and we decided to bring her to Mt. A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor did a general check on her head and other body parts and found no obvious injury. he said she need not have an x-ray as she was very active. however, on the safe side we requested for a x-ray to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God that there wasn't any fractures or blood clots, but still got to monitor her for any unusual behavior for the next 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, her x-ray images reminded me of the ultrascans of her when she was still in my tummy. how big she has grown from that time. aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, please pray for me that she'll be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-3098775060150860835?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3098775060150860835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=3098775060150860835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3098775060150860835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/3098775060150860835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/10/ariel-fell-off.html' title='Ariel fell off'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-5991466246082907485</id><published>2007-10-04T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T09:52:52.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Lil Ariel</title><content type='html'>had her first hit on her head against the floor yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*actually she hit her head against other places before, e.g my protruding teeth, chin, shoulder etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was crawling happily out of the mat. before I can pull her back to the mat, she rolled over and hit her head against the floor. the poor gal wailed so hard that my heart broke. BUT she went smiling away when I carried her. she's becoming more and more mobile/ Daddy Sam and I have to be extra watchful over her. even when she's sitting in the bumbo chair, she'll use her arms to try to push herself up and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, other than hitting her head, she choked on her milk when I was bottle-feeding her. my heart broke the 2nd time on the same day when I saw the milk (with some mucus) came out of her tiny nostril. we adult will feel damn uncomfortable when the liquid we drank come out of our nose. Lil Ariel must had felt terrible, if not she won't be crying so hard when that happpen. LOUSY MUMMY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-5991466246082907485?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5991466246082907485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=5991466246082907485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5991466246082907485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/5991466246082907485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/10/poor-lil-ariel.html' title='Poor Lil Ariel'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-838231430452917365</id><published>2007-09-28T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:48:48.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Likes and Dislikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Likes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mummy (my favorite!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daddy (2nd favorite)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be carried around&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daddy and Mummy making silly faces at me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;babbling words that Daddy and Mummy don't understand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;listening to the adults talking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sucking my thumb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hugging my leg and sucking my big toe at the same time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;biting my toys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going out shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dislikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;NIGHT-TIME!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being left alone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being ignored&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drinking milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;toys being snatched away when I'm sucking them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mummy stopping me from turning over when changing diaper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-838231430452917365?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/838231430452917365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=838231430452917365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/838231430452917365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/838231430452917365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/09/likes-and-dislikes.html' title='Likes and Dislikes'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-8308441939838500264</id><published>2007-09-26T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T17:37:21.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie Wendy!!</title><content type='html'>finally I get to see Auntie Wendy le!! heard her voice before when I was still in Mummy's tummy, heard Daddy and Mummy mentioning her, but only last night I get to see her!! she bought me some pressies, a top, a dress and a toy. bleah... Daddy, Mummy, u all don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THANK YOU Auntie Wendy, lub you much much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Wendy bought dinner for them though. as usual they left me in the bumbo seat to watch them eat and chat, occasionally asking me if I'm interested in their food. duhz... as if I can eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy caught up with her a bit on the latest news and gossips. actually Mummy is afraid that she'll lost touch with everything while looking after me. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-8308441939838500264?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8308441939838500264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=8308441939838500264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8308441939838500264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8308441939838500264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/09/auntie-wendy.html' title='Auntie Wendy!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-4187217426977116459</id><published>2007-09-25T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:25:57.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>中秋节快乐</title><content type='html'>today is 中秋节. Lil Ariel's first 中秋节. did not get her any lantern though. too young to play with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, asked ah wang to help me get some mooncakes from office last week. there was a bizarre for mooncakes, like every other year. I never failed to get some durian mooncakes from Mariott. I simply LOVE them!! yummy!! also got some traditional ones from Tung Lok for our parents and champagne truffle from Raffles Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK U Ah Wang and Auntie Ai Lin for helping me queue for the mooncakes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rvid3PxhmaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0VpvCaybq_A/s1600-h/mooncakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114010949331818914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rvid3PxhmaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0VpvCaybq_A/s320/mooncakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some recent photos of my darling... oops, realised one of the photos is blocked by the big head photo... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rvid3PxhmbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xAvbPaWBhnk/s1600-h/ariel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114010949331818930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rvid3PxhmbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xAvbPaWBhnk/s320/ariel1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rvid3fxhmcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/u_BgYnGv17Y/s1600-h/ariel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114010953626786242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rvid3fxhmcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/u_BgYnGv17Y/s320/ariel2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Auntie Wendy is finally coming over to visit Lil Ariel tonight le. Yeah!! don't have to cook dinner cuz she's helping us to buy. lalalalalala&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-4187217426977116459?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4187217426977116459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=4187217426977116459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4187217426977116459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/4187217426977116459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='中秋节快乐'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WDowK2rSeVI/Rvid3PxhmaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0VpvCaybq_A/s72-c/mooncakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-1221082157542540872</id><published>2007-09-23T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T15:33:01.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cranky Me</title><content type='html'>I have not been behaving like my usual self lately, especially at night. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daytime, I'm making Mummy crazy by refusing feeds... yeah, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night-time, I'm making Daddy and Mummy crazy by refusing to fall asleep by myself. I want Daddy to carry me to sleep. I'll wake up and cry once he tried to put me on the cot. actually I just want the comfort of Daddy's or Mummy's body near me. I'm scared of being alone all by myself at night. it's sooo dark and scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-1221082157542540872?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1221082157542540872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=1221082157542540872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1221082157542540872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/1221082157542540872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/09/cranky-me.html' title='Cranky Me'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-532433006049806915</id><published>2007-09-19T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T10:07:10.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariel is finally</title><content type='html'>drinking her formula from bottle!! though she still cannot finish a whole bottle of 100ml, she can at least finish 50ml to 60ml. I was sooooo HAPPY!!! hope she can slowly able to finish one bottle of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, naughty Ariel woke up at 3+ in the morning and refused to sleep till 5am. poor Daddy and Mummy had to coax her. she was talking and crying all the way. duhz.. we were still wondering how come nowadays she don't talk much; and now she's doing that in the middle of the night. silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, Lil Ariel is 5 months old le!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-532433006049806915?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/532433006049806915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=532433006049806915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/532433006049806915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/532433006049806915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/09/ariel-is-finally.html' title='Ariel is finally'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-7908326939750117032</id><published>2007-09-13T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:57:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy!!</title><content type='html'>yeah!! today is Daddy's birthday!! but poor Daddy fell sick. I can't play with Daddy even though he's at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy felt bad that she did not get anything for Daddy. cuz she have to look after me and cannot go out to buy pressie for Daddy. when we go out together, Mummy ask Daddy to choose a pressie and she'll pay, Daddy say he don't want anything. haiz... silly Mummy, didn't you realise that giving birth to me and looking after me, making sure that I'm healthy and happy is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;BIGGEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pressie for Daddy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm teething, cuz my feeding became erratic and the schedule is a bit screwed up. Mummy felt helpless. she's pissed that I nurse for awhile and start crying; get hungry again after an hour or so. on the other hand, she knows it's not my fault. all she can do is to pray that this will be over soon. but I still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mummy even though she'll nag at me when she's pissed. cuz most of the time, she always make me laugh. hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-7908326939750117032?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7908326939750117032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=7908326939750117032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7908326939750117032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/7908326939750117032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy!!'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37772795.post-8072143410541682364</id><published>2007-09-11T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:44:33.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Ariel is getting</title><content type='html'>more and more mobile. Daddy Sam and I saw her trying to crawl, er, I should say drag her body on the mat. haha.. he was sooo HAPPY seeing her doing that for the first time. but she was quite uncooperative. when I tried to film it, she just stop all actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and yes, we got our camera back!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally Lil Ariel get to see Auntie Ah Yen on last Friday. cooked lunch for her, ended up with a scolding from Auntie Kris and Ah Wang. mwhahahahahah. oh, THANK U for your pressie oh!! Muackz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37772795-8072143410541682364?l=firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8072143410541682364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37772795&amp;postID=8072143410541682364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8072143410541682364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37772795/posts/default/8072143410541682364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firstlittleblessing.blogspot.com/2007/09/lil-ariel-is-getting.html' title='Lil Ariel is getting'/><author><name>Mummy Celeste &amp;amp; Baby Ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03282194226404736775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
