I was lucky, really lucky to win a number of lucky draws for this month. As said, I’ll give the tickets to my friends if I win the tickets. I am sure my dear friends will enjoy the movie, it is so meaningful, 1965 for SG50. If only it is a Chinese movie, I think my mom will love to watch it too.
I don’t usually have this luck to be the first few who know about event in mall, on this day, I spent $1xxx yet didn’t think of going to the service counter to check out any events. It was until the late evening, we came back to the mall for dinner and thought of redeeming a complimentary car park coupon, it was when the lady at the counter asked me to choose a time slot, then I realized we were the first few who spent (at least) $50 to attend the balloon sculpting workshop.
Asher was not aware about the workshop, I didn’t want to tell him as I didn’t want to deal with his moody and oppositional behaviour on my Sunday. Besides, I was unwell.
Luckily, it went well. Child with parent workshop, the parents are always the one who do more than the children. Asher was too engrossed with the balloon and the pump. Occasionally reminded to listen to the instructor and being the playful one, he got a cute presents for saying the magic word. No, he didn’t say “please” but “I love you”.
Overall, it was fun, quite fun. If given another chance, I may still want to try out parent-child workshop with him.
It was all about the “makers” stuff for the past 2 months and our weekends were spent indoor most of the time. (Read:watching daddy building and waiting at Design Centre) It was just a random chat and daddy said he could bring us anywhere I wanted on the last weekend of June, I was shocked and happy at the same time, daddy chose to spend a day not doing his stuff but with us. I was feeling guilty too as I knew time was running out for him. However, he insisted so I chose to go Ninja Event at Raffles Shopping Centre.
It was a wise choice as Asher enjoyed his time at all 5 fun stations set up for challenge LEGO® Ninjago™ Battle Dojo. The ultimate villain, Morro has captured one of the ninjas, and need the children’s help to defeat him.
At each station, each kid have to try their very best to complete the task in the shortest time. Honestly, I saw some unbelievably recorded time set by some kids. It was also a great opportunity for Asher to try out new things, I saw him focusing on completing his task at the stations, I couldn’t believe my eyes, my day-dreamer was paying full attention.
We praised him for his good manners and positive attitudes and rewarded him with a set of LEGO at the atrium. Look at him, he was in dilemma, he didn’t know which one to bring home, at the end, he brought a small medium set. I seriously thought he was going to choose the BIGGEST set but he didn’t. There were simple too many for him to choose.
Then I told daddy not to get the flying set as I felt that I might win it for him. True enough, I’ve won that for Asher and it was mailed to us on the following week.
Tough, parenting is so tough. While I was busy teaching values and all, I didn’t realize my 5yo was overloaded with fairness, play fair, play nicely, do the right thing, don’t be like that, must do this and that, blah blah blah. Until the day I witnessed and heard him saying this to one of the crying baby in school,” this baby is always crying, can you please stop crying? Arrgghhh, this is driving me crazy.”
I almost died of embarrassment. My son is lack of empathy! Has he been treated like this? Is this a norm to him? Why is this okay to him?
Then I soon realized, being empathy is a cognitive skill and not all young children understand the concept, not until they reach 5/6yo. So from that onwards, we pay more attention on nurturing and teaching empathy. Giving responsibility is one of my favorite way to guide him, well, that is how he sees his wrong doing clearly from another angle. After our “discussion”, I told him to offer help if there is any kids crying, after some time, he would tell me he took care of 1 or 2 crying kids in school when teachers were busy. He even used his glittering jar to distract them and started calling small children Flopsy. *yet to verify with teachers*
Expressing own feeling is what we do all the time at home, I realized by doing so, it makes our bond stronger as it builds up our trust. Then I asked for his views on why babies cry, solution/ideas and infused positive thinking on how to deal with them. Lastly, we put them in words and wrote it down.
Forget about making the broth from scratch, not that the “ajinomoto” was omitted, when I wanted to cook it, I knew this wasn’t something healthy that one should eat it on weekly basis, at most once biweekly. So, yes, I was doing it the “shortcut way”, so easy that only 4⃣ ingredients was used. That’s me! No wasting is the way to go. (Don’t tell me by buying the items to make the broth is cheaper, it is not and I know they will end up in the bin as I will not use them frequently.)
As for the meat, I used collar shabu shabu, I found it less fatty than sukiyaki (meat), 400-500gm approx. $7-$14 (kurobuta pork). Same price as beef shabu shabu. (Just in case you wanna know.) sukiyaki sauce is about $8/bottle (I used 1/3), togarashi is $3+.
- 300gm shabu shabu pork collar
- slightly less than half a (Chinese) bowl of sukiyaki sauce
- half a (Chinese) bowl of water
- one brown onion/yellow onion, sliced
- Pour everything in a pot and bring to boil.
- Add meat only when onion well cooked. (high heat)
- Simmer for 10 minutes.
- Serve with steamed rice.
I served with togarashi, jap chili pepper. 👍👍👍👍
Ben and Asher both love Pork Donburi so much and gave me 💯.
Others may see me as a pampered wife, that my spouse gotta leave office, come home, ferry us to ICA building just to collect Asher’s passport. I am not demanding, in fact, I don’t think it is good to be undemanding. Taken for granted? Nah, that’s an overstatement to me. But I would like to be heard. My spouse initiated to send us there simply because I was unwell for the past few days prior to collection date. ( food poisoning )
So, here we were, at Heap Seng Leong Coffeeshop after collecting the passport. (How frequent can we do this? Tea break on a weekday.) I heard about good coffee and good toast by this hainanese uncle who wears pj while making them. To be honest, the aroma of the coffee and the smoothness of the tea were “tokong” but I won’t come back, not until they have cleaned up the place. I don’t expect it to be posh but roaches waving with antenna? No, thanks. For those who wanted to try out their coffee with butter, 咖啡牛油, I am ending this post with the address. 👇🏻
Heap Seng Leong Coffeeshop
Blk 10 North Bridge Road