My first school is called KOOL and I only go on Sundays to that one. I started once I turned 2 and really love it!
Now that I'm already a BIG girl - 3 years old - I can go to a different school. So that is my OTHER school.
It was a Monday morning. Mummy had to wake me up, much to her surprise. I was very excited. I had a quick shower, put on my "simplest" clothes and had breakfast. Before we left, I said goodbye to Caleb and told him that I was going to school and that I'd be back in the afternoon.
It was a short drive. As I was about to enter the school gates, Mummy quickly realised that she hadn't prayed for me yet! So a quick prayer as we walked towards the gate - Mummy & Papa on both sides.
'Lord, we pray for our dear Chloe. Protect her and watch over her. Bless her & may she have a fun time in school today. In Jesus name (and together we said.. AMEN!)'
I found my class & quickly settled in. The toys on the table caught my attention.
[Note from Mummy & Papa: We were very anxious about Chloe's first day at school but 2 minutes into the whole experience and we were totally ignored. If we hadn't called her out to say goodbye, we probably wouldn't have gotten one]
Papa picked me up from school and I told him everything about the day.
Firstly, everyone LOVED my clothes. My friends said that my clothes were pretty. Little do they know that those were my simplest ones.
Secondly, we did lots of painting and singing. Mummy really wants to see this painting but I can't bring it home yet cos the teacher has to check it first.
Lastly, all my friends were quite nice - even the boys. BUT there's one naughty girl. Her hair was tied back, on the left and right and she wore a red shirt. I don't like her. She's naughty. She wouldn't let me draw circles round the shapes and told me I couldn't go here and there. THEN, she said, "Chloe, you're a naughty girl." That made me upset so I replied, "YOU'RE a naughty girl."
Well, that's was my first day at my OTHER school.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Been There, Done That!
So what's been keeping us busy? Too busy to update our very own blog?
Well, the last month has been CRAZY. We'll leave it to another time to give more details - maybe.
In short, here's where we've been and what we've done:
1. Visited Doulos
(Caleb got his very FIRST book - TONKA)
(Che-che Chloe was the flowergirl & I was kind of one of the groomsmen)
Guess what? No pictures here. Will try and find some so you can see how we stole the day!
3. Holiday in KL
(It was fun! KL was Caleb's 2nd holiday destination - he was a really good boy)
Well, the last month has been CRAZY. We'll leave it to another time to give more details - maybe.
In short, here's where we've been and what we've done:
1. Visited Doulos
(Caleb got his very FIRST book - TONKA)
Posers
2. Became "Limelight stealers" at Uncle Del & Aunty G's wedding(Che-che Chloe was the flowergirl & I was kind of one of the groomsmen)
Guess what? No pictures here. Will try and find some so you can see how we stole the day!
3. Holiday in KL
(It was fun! KL was Caleb's 2nd holiday destination - he was a really good boy)
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
A Handful From Down Under
It's not a very good picture but if you look reeaal close, I think you'll figure out what I've got in my hand.Now that I'm a BIG boy I can reach almost anything!
After waking up from an afternoon nap, I decided to check out what's going on down under. And whaddayaknow... a handful of POOP!! Quishy Poop! Brown Poop! My Poop!
So yea... there was a BIG hoo-ha over my discovery and it was off to the bathroom for me.
I reappeared, 10 minutes later, smelling fresh and clean.
(Note to Public: Do not attempt this if you're over 2 years old.)
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Caleb's 1st Flight
It was all last minute.
It was decided at the beginning of the week that we'd go to KK over the Hari Raya holidays.
My very first flight at 16months old!
(Che che Chloe went on her first flight when she was 10months old - also to KK).
No fuss, no worries.
I slept during that 20-minute flight. But I really didn't enjoy being restricted to Mummy's lap before take-off.
I made sure everyone on that plane knew it too!
Mummy bought me these cool blue swimming trunks just for the holidays! I love it!
My Che che Chloe gets to wear her pink goggles and can swim on her own.
She's such a show-off sometimes.
I wanted to show my own tricks but Mummy and Papa wouldn't let me.
However... I did get to blow my own bubbles under the water. I'm the MAN!
We stayed at Sutera Harbour. It was so nice. So much space to run around.
Really big swimming pools. A nice playground just for me. Lots of boats.
Mummy, Papa and Chloe shared a room with me.
I get a real good view whenever I have my meals!
Papa actually took me and Che-che Chloe out on an evening stroll to see the boats close up.
My lovely Popo feeds me every day.
I was very obedient and never wriggled out of that big chair.
It was a GREAT holiday!
Next destination - Kuala Lumpur!
My very first flight at 16months old!
(Che che Chloe went on her first flight when she was 10months old - also to KK).
No fuss, no worries.
I slept during that 20-minute flight. But I really didn't enjoy being restricted to Mummy's lap before take-off.
I made sure everyone on that plane knew it too!
Mummy bought me these cool blue swimming trunks just for the holidays! I love it!My Che che Chloe gets to wear her pink goggles and can swim on her own.
She's such a show-off sometimes.
I wanted to show my own tricks but Mummy and Papa wouldn't let me.
However... I did get to blow my own bubbles under the water. I'm the MAN!

We stayed at Sutera Harbour. It was so nice. So much space to run around.Really big swimming pools. A nice playground just for me. Lots of boats.
Mummy, Papa and Chloe shared a room with me.
I get a real good view whenever I have my meals!
Papa actually took me and Che-che Chloe out on an evening stroll to see the boats close up.
My lovely Popo feeds me every day.I was very obedient and never wriggled out of that big chair.
It was a GREAT holiday!
Next destination - Kuala Lumpur!
Monday, October 8, 2007
A Fascination With ...
....sticking stuff up my nose.
Mummy has caught me a couple of times. I get the usual telling off. But of course that doesn't stop me.
The other day, at Popo Jenny's house, I stuck a cute little fork up my right nostril. Next thing I knew, blood was dripping out. The initial reaction was non-dramatic. Just a normal nose bleed.
However, after Popo saw what I was holding in my hand, put 2 and 2 together, asked the standard question "Did you stick this up your nose?", the level of panic rose from zero to about 7, maybe 7.5. I went through, possibly, a box of tissues.
Of course.. Mummy being the raised-in-an-Asian Chinese-home type of mummy was quick to ask me (very calmly) "So, do you want to put anything else up your nose?"
I PROMISED Mummy that I will NEVER ever ever stick anything up my nose - ever again! (except for my finger... shhhh..)

Mummy has caught me a couple of times. I get the usual telling off. But of course that doesn't stop me.
The other day, at Popo Jenny's house, I stuck a cute little fork up my right nostril. Next thing I knew, blood was dripping out. The initial reaction was non-dramatic. Just a normal nose bleed.
However, after Popo saw what I was holding in my hand, put 2 and 2 together, asked the standard question "Did you stick this up your nose?", the level of panic rose from zero to about 7, maybe 7.5. I went through, possibly, a box of tissues.
Of course.. Mummy being the raised-in-an-Asian Chinese-home type of mummy was quick to ask me (very calmly) "So, do you want to put anything else up your nose?"
I PROMISED Mummy that I will NEVER ever ever stick anything up my nose - ever again! (except for my finger... shhhh..)

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