Aging

I don't feel the impact of aging, until recently. Thinking about it is a very daunting task. A few days ago, I was trying to get the right nose decongestion for Chloe. We had 3 types, one for infant, one for toddler and one for adults. I was trying to read the label to make sure I had the right one and also to make sure the nose drop has not expired. I CAN'T READ A WORD!!! Everything is just so blur even the biggest font. First, I thought the room was too dark so I moved to a brighter room. I still can't read a darn thing. Then I removed my short-sighted glasses and the words magically appeared sooo clearly. Oh bummer....I need a reading glass! If that is not a sign of aging, I don't know what is.

There are plenty of eye-cream on the market and I have been using them diligently. Then I saw something not so normal around my lips and I thought I did not 'shave' properly. Then it dawn to me that the wrinkles around my lips are becoming very visible - even to my short-sighted eyes. Oh....another bummer.

I wonder what's next??

iPad and TV

Lucas is on his third week of school. He hardly tells me anything on what he does at school. I was wondering if he is coping well with his new teacher and new class-mates, until today, when he comes back with Star of the Week award for 'excellent behaviour and setting example to others' and a merit. Think he is doing alright in school. He is sooooo obsessed with his iPad that he thinks and talks about it all the time. He will tell everyone about his games, how he was doing and what is he trying to achieve. I have to limit his iPad time to one hour in the afternoon, a few mins after his dinner and while waiting for his shower. We are supposed to get 2 paid games for him on his birthday but I told him I changed my mind. Until he knows how to control his addiction, he is not getting any new games. This morning, he walked to my room at 6.30am asking if he can play his iPad. I said NO. Then he very creatively re-phrased his question, 'If I brush my teeth, drink and my milk and change to my uniform, can I play for a while?'. I can't say no to this, right.

As for Chloe, she walks to my room everyday without fail between midnight and 2am. Then she asked for her blanket or handkerchief (comfort toy) and drinking water. After that she will say, 'Pat me.' I slept better when they were younger. Then when she wakes up in the morning, she will push me and said 'I want milk!' and she can't wait. Then she will say, 'I want to watch TV'. My new boss. She is also enjoying her playschool. Asking to go to school everyday when Lucas is leaving for school. She just can't wait to grow up.

Holiday is Over

It's back to school!!
After we returned from Gold Coast, Lucas spent a week in my parents' place playing with his cousins. He enjoyed it so much that he refused to come back. My sisters made sure they are entertained. Meanwhile, Chloe enjoyed staying at home with us. She enjoyed the one week where she is the only child and get our undivided attention. I just realised that she never had that privilege while Lucas had it for almost three years! Well, new experience for all of us.

Lucas started his new academic year yesterday. He is excited about going back to school. However, when I asked him what he did in school, he will said 'I have forgotten' or 'We did so much activities'. Nothing specific that was worth mentioning. Oh well....I'm just glad he is happy to go to school. He finished his drum trial course and the teacher asked him to come back when he is 6-7 years old. We think he did quite well in drum and he did not protest about going to the class nor he showed enthusiasm. Will get him to continue when he is 7. This Saturday will be his last piano lesson. Again, he said he will continue when he is older. So, no music class in the next 2-3 years. He still has his swimming class. We will see if he should continue thereafter or we stop it as well.

Chloe started her playschool. Twice a week. She loved it. Refused to come back after the class finishes. On the way home, she kept saying, 'I don't want to go home'.