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Sairah is what I”d like to call in a Parrot stage where she likes to mimic or say whatever you’re saying/doing. The other day I accidentally said shit and she proceeded to say shit! Thank God she has since forgotten that word.

Anything and everything that mom or dad touches, she wants to touch and hold too. Sometimes it’s hard to drink a cup of coffee coz she wants to taste that as well. Now there are three things that child always sees me do on a regular basis:-

1) Put on makeup – this came about because she always wants to be in the room with me when I get ready so now if you ask her how to put on lipstick, she will use her index finger and rub her lips, same goes with eyeshadow and blusher. She knows how to say “mommy makeup’ when she sees me get ready before our outing. She knows how to mimic mommy washing and blow drying her hair too!

2) Use my laptop, like so! She looks like a little programmer working on her father’s laptop. While he looks like a ttoal noob seeking some sort help from her, lol She tends to click alot of buttons prompting all kinds of pop up which we never knew existed!!

Want me to hack into mom’s email? No worries old man, am working on it…I”m almost in

3) Take photographs using my camera – by now Sairah knows what a camera looks like and what’s it for. So on Saturday, we were just lying on the bed as I went through photos I had already taken on my camera when she grabbed the camera from my hand. Because the screen on my camera is flippable (if there’s such a word), I flipped it around her and these are the photos of herself that she took, at 1 day shy of turning 20 months!!

I iz gonna show you that ugly Dora top that old man bought from Manila – HATE IT! Somebody call the fashion police and arrest my dad, please.

Gonna take half my face

And focus on my nose and eyes now…

Ah there, managed to get my entire face in, but wait my forehead is missing

Ah better!

Then she slowly learnt how to click down the button slowly, which would capture photos slowly so she could pose with both hands free. Btw of course I was holding that heavy camera all along……..she only proceeded to click the button – which is a very good feat considering she’s not even 2!

Look – NO HANDS!

What up Ma???!

Naughty face

Angry face – somebody gonna get hurt realll bad! YES we did go for Russell Peter’s comedy show and itwas DA BOMB!!

I’m sexy  a cutie and I know it face Now gimme all your milk babyyy!

Bah mom I’m tired from all that self-taken shots. Poserism ain’t an easy task…

Or is it now, okay one last pose for mom…..coz I”m a poser and I know ittt…

Don’t ask, this is  a very weird mommy-daddy-baby bonding session. Obviously my bum is big enough for 1 1/2 heads to sleep on. Its comfy they say. Oh well.

But who knew a child of 19 months could be so vain as to take her own photos Maybe this could be very well be one of her many other interest – self photography.

Out of all the places we ate in Perth, the one restaurant that really stood out was this simple Italian restaurant owned by an Italian who migrated to Perth. I still think of that pasta dish till today because it is in every essence the BEST pasta I’ve eaten in my entire life. That speaks volume.

Sadly I do not remember that name of the restaurant, however I do know where it’s located – that’s more important and we’ll be regular customers of that place one day I”m sure

I should add most restaurants here are old looking, like as though they’re still stuck in the 80s for some strange reason.

I remember glancing through the menu and didn’t know which pasta to order coz most of it had either pork or beef which I both don’t eat. Sauces are pre-made so there is no option of changing it to chicken. I also had to make sure it was tomato sauce based since I was going to share it with Sairah. So the owner, this BIG fat dude who looked like he was at least 7 months preggie suggested I try the Penne Ala vodka.

But there’s vodka in there and I’m sharing this with my daughter I said.

He gave out this big laugh and said surely the little vodka used to make the sauce would not make a huge impact on the little one or cause her to sway around like a drunk lil sailor. He actually proceeded to tell us how it’s cooked which I thought was very generous of him because most restaurateurs don’t really share their recipe.

Guess it’s no biggie coz my pea brain didn’t remember half the things he said so I resorted to googling this recipe instead.

Btw he is right, toddlers CAN eat vodka sauce as the alcohol evaporates at boiling point.

But yea, fat dude was right! She didn’t get drunk, she only made a BIG poo after lunch was over coz food was that RICH and bloody good. To her defense, have you had a meal so full that you just had to go after that? You’d be lying if you said no

Hubby scrapping off what’s left of our food because we finished them allllll, baby included!

You may sprinkle more red pepper flakes if you’re Indian If you can get hold of fresh basil add that into the pot almost at the end.

Yummy in my Yindian tummy….

And  I hope y’all had a good Mother’s Day treat yesterday. Mine was spent redeeming a lunch voucher meal which I bought in the first place (what to do, hubby keeps getting cheaper by the day, heh), followed by a short mall trip where we got the little one this fun art piece. I made this pasta dish for dinner so I cooked my own Mother’s Day dinner, hah.

Scribble scribble….Imma little artist

So much intensity over her art work.

Despite telling her to hold the ORANGE pen to color the tiger, she kept going for various colors. After a while I gave up and thought why not? Why must a tiger be orange? Lets have our imaginations run wild shall we…..and not conform to what the world perceives as right for just a littleee while.

So this is how a tiger looks in Sairah’s world – a mixture of pink, blue, green, orange – all colors she can actually pronounce.

So damn proud of her colored tiger And you know what, I am too! This definitely goes onto our fridge!

I moved back to my parent’s house last week for 7 days.

I’m still with my husband incase you’re wondering He actually went to Philippines for a Project Management course coz somebody wants to be a certified PMS. Whatever.

On Saturday as he packed his suitcase, the little one felt like she needed to help her old man out. Except she did more messing around than packing.

Will start helping after I”m done admiring myself Oh the vanity.

Oo I think daddy should pack that, whatever that is.

Excuse the mismatched outfit, contrary to popular belief this child is dressed is ugly-mismatched-yet-comfy-house-clothes when at home Only in asia the term ‘house clothes’ exist, lol.

She managed to get her tiny hands on his underwear and decided to make it her prop. This one is a little comedian I swear. She proceeded to entertain her father and I by getting up to such mischief.

Har har, look ma I’m like a mini mr bean! Btw we’ve been watching reruns of Mr Bean  and guess who likes watching it?

Mama mia I feel fabolous dahling.

Check out her little rice belly

Don’t worry – husband’s underwear is certified clean. I really would like to think so!

And then of course whenever she’s in her grandmother’s house she’s at her naughtiest!! So I’ve proclaimed my parents place as House of Naughty coz we have a silky terrier who is also equally naughty.

Bum-itchy-must-take-off-diaper….who needs diapers when I can go commando!

My mom handed her a clean panty and she proceeded to put it on her head, again! Head covered, I look Jamaican, no?!

This is her cheeky monkey face. She puts on this face whenever she’s in a cheeky playful mode.

Although blur, I really love this photo of her. She was dancing to one of the songs on American Idol and this photo just depicts how happy a child can be just by doing a simple act of dancing.

Do check out these videos here and here. Managed to capture them while she danced.  The hand rolling motion is TOO CUTE.

BabySis might not be too pleased with this photo…..but this is what she does when super naughty. Lie in the basket of fresh laundry and go through her aunty’s bras, tee hee.

Har har I think the leopard print bra is sooo last season dahling.

As for what the hubby got us from Phillipines? As usual, tons of shampoos and conditioner for wifey and 5 2-piece clothes for the little one. Unfortunately only the 2 barbie items were super cute

And these were the other 3 sets he got which looked more like house clothes! I can’t imagine baby girl going to the mall in this.

She doesn’t even like dora!!

Or Tweety and Pooh! Why are they so LOUD?? Think I”ll just let her wear it when she goes for a walk or something!

Of all the frekaing nice clothes they have there…….it’s officially he shall not be allowed to pick her clothes EVERRR! Well unless it’s by Barbie coz they have the cutest collection in Manila and it’s super cheap! Maybe we should make a trip there early next year to stock up her clothes or someting.

To be sung to I had a bad dayyyy….

Yup, there’s such a thing called an off day.

Actually, there is such a thing as an off-day cooking, off-day restaurant visit and heck even off-day casting! And all that can happen in a day.

Allow me….

We went to Ala Thai on Saturday to redeem our voucher. You could say  almost all our meals are voucher based, lol. Usually our experience have been a real good one (coz let’s face it, some restaurants take part in group discount sites to get in customers, hoping you would return to them again) except for this restaurant called Ala Thai in Solaris Dutamas.

First off cock waiter lied and said some sessions were fully booked making us to settle for the 12.30pm slot. We get there at 1pm (coz we’re rebels like that) only to find the restaurant half empty anyway. As soon as we whip out our voucher, you could see the waiter’s face change. True we paid RM9.90 each for a four course meal but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t get proper treatment right? Anyway, service was slow, had to raise our hands up for the longest time before we got any service. The restaurant wasn’t even that huge for us to go unnoticed. And then when I asked for an empty plate, it never came!! The pineapple fried rice I had was horrible. Even the soup and dessert that came with it was so bloody off, it was beyond tasteless and watered down. Husband had better luck with his Pad Thai and dessert, to give them some credit.

The heck kinda service is this?? Ponders baby girl…

I should add the prawns in my rice was stale and old!

Anyway, will we be their return customer? Of course not.

After hanging around Publika,  we took the little one for a casting after lunch and my pedicure She was to be casted as a ‘fair urban malay’ toddler. I never knew people could be described that way, lol. We got there to find alot of people waiting for their turn. It would be a minimum wait of 1 hour I thought. But lo and behold our name got called within 5 minutes of our arrival! I was happy with the VIP treatment (of course later it dawned to me the lady had mixed up the papers and reached for mine first). It was also close to the little one’s sleeping time so I was afraid she’d get cranky and true enough……….all she did in that casting room was cry cry cry her head off. Would have been perfect if that was for a Cry Baby ad I’m sure.  She didn’t want to pose, kept hiding behind my leg and calling out to me – she was afraid of the casting director. Infact I had to tell him if it was okay for his lady assistant to take her photos and video. We had better luck, but she still was slighty uncooperative. Castings are definitely best attended in the morning me thinks :)  Sairah knocked off for 1.5 hours that evening though

Then I thought it would be nice to cook Indian food for a change for dinner that night. You know, to make the Indian husband happy. A nice EASY Garam Masala Curry I thought. Heck, even the recipe said it was EASY! Easy my foot coz the curry just went all wrong. I stood there for the longest time wondering what I should add in more and even resorted to using Tandoori Masala powder and yogurt even when the recipe didn’t call for it just to balance out the taste and spiciness. In the end it was the husband who came to the rescue to make it taste better – something about adding lime to cut down the spiciness he said, whatever.

I am not destined to be a good cook where Indian food esp curries are concerned. Period. The spices involved are a whole lot more trickier than rocket science! Swear he’s in charge of making curries in the future. But if anyone has a good curry recipe then share pleaseee.

I did have better luck where the vegs were concerned so maybe Indian vegetables dishes could be my thing. I got the recipe from here but instead of baking it, I fried it after boiling the potatoes and it was super yummy. Threw in some taufoo too just coz the packet was lying around.

Looks like a smiley face! A good end to the day that was pretty off I reckon. And the cherry on top was seeing my little one sleep throughout the night like a log coz she was exhausted from all that swimming in the evening.

Guess it wasn’t that bad of an off day afterall eh?!

The little one seems to be getting naughtier by the day! NO and gimme gimme are her favorite words. Whether she understands them or not, that’s a different story.

Gimme susu-milk, gimme maam maam, gimme book, gimme gimme while pointing to random objects…….and no matter how many times I emphasis the PLEASE, it goes on with a deaf ear. She only uses the P word if I hold back whatever she wants but sometimes that doesn’t work coz then she’ll go on a screaming spree and whatever I say after that is like pouring water on a duck’s backside! Sometimes she tries the coy sly way of planting a kiss to my lips before asking for something.

Bath time is also almost impossible; she hates water on her hair. Changing and blow drying her hair can also be a challenging feat. God knows what she’s hiding under that mop at the rate she’s so protective over it.

She doesn’t listen to us anymore…..she insist in walking by her own showing so much hatred for her stroller. Sometimes when she runs off to wherever her legs wants her to go, and when we call out to her to follow us, she looks straight past us and walks wherever she wants to go! Grocery shopping with her around has become an impossible task.

Run run run…that’s all she wants to do. She has however mastered the art of breaking her fall by quickly putting out her hands first. I told the husband at least she knows how to protect that cute face, lol.

Out of all the rooms in the apartment, she wants to go to the kitchen! Every single time. Maybe coz she knows there’s a whole lot of maam maam in there? And we close off the kitchen door, she proceeds to bang it and finds ways for us to open it. Despite warning her that the kitchen is off limits, she insist in hanging around there while I cook.

Lord please help us and let this Terrible Two phase go by quickly!! Yea she’s not even 20 months yet and she’s already showing these traits.

So I came across this article the other day about putting toddlers as young as one for time-outs.

Sure, it’s a very western concept but I was skeptical. Coz how the heck do you get a 1-2 year old toddler to listen to you and stay put? As it is, they don’t understand you most of the time, what more listen to your instructions? Some parents too did comment and say time-outs don’t work for kids under 3 but of course I wanted to check it out myself

The idea of Time-out is to get them to face the wall by sitting on a chair where they can’t reach the floor for a good 2 minutes to ‘reflect’ what they have done. I thought the chair bit would be dangerous coz my naughty monkey would just jump off it anyway.

So I asked her to stand with her hands up on the wall, lol. Instead of reflecting, she thought this was a game.

She stood like this for a few seconds. Then she realized this was actually fun!

Oooo light….

Oooo fingers….

Oooo photo frame….seriously short attention span just like her father!!

Uh oh mom’s staring at me, let me just stare back and give her my I’m-cool look

Har har mom, I iz defeating your orders by enjoying this game.

Run run run….

Manja face with mom. Just when I thought that perhaps it might have worked a little….

She goes and does this despite telling her not to go close to the TV! It’s not a touch-screen device for god’s sake. YUP in conclusion Time-Outs dont work for toddlers at all!! At least not for the naughty ones.

And this was the very next day after her time-out. She insist on standing in front of me while I change and put on my makeup thesedays. She watches closely and tries to mimic whatever I do. For the past one month it’s been mommy mommy mommy,  I have no idea why she’s extra clingy thesedays. 

So with access to my wardrobe, she did this. Oh hai, I am Little Red Riding Hood. Currently her favorite book btw

And then last night, for the first time ever she thought it was be ‘cool’ to bite and leave her teeth mark on our coffee table!!! I was wondering why the hell she was squatting down by the table when I saw the marks on the table. Why baby girl, whyyyy??!

Incase you’re wondering, YES toddlers have bloody strong teeth like a brick, how I know? Coz one fine night out of boredom I thought it would be funny to put my finger in her mouth and that kid bit the heck out of my fingers leaving her fang prints on it. She thought it was funny and proceeded to laugh her head off.

Hey I never once claimed to be wise so….:D

Grrrrrr, stop blaming me for shit I didn’t do old lady. For the record, I actually told her to give me her angry face hence this photo. There are days she tries that look on us and I tell her not to play around with the god damn person who invented that look in the first place.

Sigh. Terrible Twos……..sho sho, please go away. I want my angelic lil baby girl back.

P.s: Time out sucks! I think they only work for white kids or something. Our asian kids are just too hyper. Husband blames it on the milk. I blame it on him for sending a naughty trooper if you get what I mean