All About Your Child

Its been almost a year of lying down every night on the completely worn out mattress. My boys’ mattress still looks good when its untouched but when you step on it you know the foam in it is in a terrible state.

How could it not be when it has been seasoned so many times with vomits and urine!? Yes we are pathetic, we let them sleep on those horrible mattresses, where the germs and bed bugs rest alongside with them.

We didn’t buy earlier because Binbin still have accidents occasionally at night, his urine overflowed even when he had his XL diapers on. Guess his flow was way too fast and too much for the diapers to meet his standard.

After one week of completely dry diapers in the morning, we knew it was time to get rid of their *urgh* mattresses. With the additional perk from the government last week, the Growth Dividend of $200 given out to all Singaporeans in celebration of Singapore’s exceptional economy growth last year, makes it even easier for us to afford better ones for them.

Everyone was happy, la…la..la.. we went home and in less than20 hours, Binbin realised that he is not used to sleeping on a mattress that smelled so good, he preferred the stinky old smell…..

My 3 year old was lying on his purple flowery mattress, while I applied cream to stop the itch on his bottom. I wonder if mosquitoes do selective thinking on the area of which the victim should be stung before they finally decide to poke into the skin. Well, I think they do, ‘cos Binbin always get them on his bums.

So there I was happily chatting with the little guy while rubbing my index finger around his bouncy little ass. Then nature’s most wonderful fountain appeared right before my eyes. It was yellowish, it shoots far, landed on his pillow, it was just centimetres away from his left ear, the flow was strong, was definite and showed no signs of stopping!

Look at the picture and just imagine the boy lying down (not standing) and the flow went the opposite way and you have got the exact scene I was staring at!

I was shouting “stop, Stop, STOoooooP!!!!”…it was an unreasonable demand, it was beyond his control to stop…But I want him to stop!

It came too sudden, I wasn’t fast enough to react…I was sitting there as if a kungfu master has just tapped on my you-cannot-move pulse, fully conscious but was numb all over.

Allan and I looked at each other, we wanted to scold, we couldn’t, we laughed. We laughed at the short life span of the new smell of the mattress, we laughed at the direction the urine went. Imagine, I could have had an urine-facial treatment done directly from my beloved son’s little pipe.

The pillow was soaked through and so was the bed and his body. So it was ‘Get-to-work’ at 9am in the morning with lots of washing and sunning and blowing with the hair dryer….

See my little bottle of Febreze? That’s the hero of the day! Spray on the stinky-stinko area before you sun or blow dry. As the water evaporates, the chemical brings the smell along with it. Can’t imagine what would my life be without it. *muack*

Binbin’s response to the mess he created? “Mummy, look, I got 2 eggs down here….” squeezing his God given reproductive system when we stripped him naked and ran off in his birthday suit, acting crazy………Where’s the remorse? *eyes rolled*

Had an enjoyable day at Great World City and this would not have been possible if its not for Cendrine from Snippets of Joy.

I have not been to Great World City for more than 2 years now. I used to be the ‘regular’ there from 2003-2005, not as a shopper, but as a vendor renting the pushcarts to sell my handmade accessories. Whenever I think of Great World City, their unusually decorated toilets come to mind straight away.

On the ground floor, you can find yourself shitting in Spain with the Bulls…

and the African animals…

Moving up to the 2nd floor, you are sitting on a bed of tulips in Holland…

and peeing in Venice….

Going to the top floor of the 3-storey building, you meet up with the Cowboys…

and land yourself in authentic Japan….

Lastly, the only toilet that is tailored for the kids, with those mini-toliet bowls and washing basins, you can find them here in Eygpt…which was right next to the Foodcourt, so its really convenient….especially if you have a kid like my Keatkeat, who needs to discharge, almost immediately, almost all the time, whatever he had just stuffed into his mouth….

It was through Cendrine, I came to know about the big revamp they did to the Foodcourt. They are kids-friendly now. This was our discovery…There were small tables, tall tables but accompanied with high chairs everywhere, in the slightly bigger than half the size of a badminton court.

There were kids-rockers around to keep children entertained while Papa-Dearest go get their food.

Ever had trouble deciding what yummy to order for your child? They have this whole list of kiddy set meals painted on the wall, indicating which stall you can get it from. Its a wide selection for you or rather your child to choose from…

After food, its burning calories at the arcade. You know how car-crazy my boys are. They sat here for more than half-an-hour, unmoved, except for their hands and eyes, totally sucked into the video displays of cars zooming around. Of cos’ no $$$ was involved for such indulgence….

I think its in the genes, Allan used to ride bikes when I first met him almost a decade ago. Keatkeat has always wanted to sit on one. Now that Allan no longer owns any bikes, this was the only way to fulfill the young boy’s dream earlier.

But as a biker himself in the past, Allan seriously hope that the boys wouldn’t choose this vehicle as he knows the vulnerability and potentially more dangerous for man-over-vehicle than vehicle-covering-man…So he has already started physco-ing them on the matter ever since they know how to mouth the word ‘motorbike’.

Ever had concerns about what you wish your children wouldn’t do when they grow up? Its never too early to start getting the point into their young brains when they are still so dependent on Mommy and Daddy. Because at this stage of their lives, parents are their idols, isn’t it true?