Sick..........Again!

Yes, Sam is ordered home rest, yet again!!!!!!!

Yesterday Sam started coughing. Could hear the phelgm all stuck in his throat. And we were both kept awake at night by his coughing. So this morning I whisked him off to Dr Ong again.

And now I'm to keep Sam homebound for the rest of the week. Upon hearing my groan, Dr Ong agreed Sam could go back to school if his cough stops.

So now, I'm stuck with Sam for the next 2 days. Keeping my fingers crossed that he'll recover sufficiently to go back to childcare by Thursday, cos I don't think I'll be able to tahan having him home all day for so long!!! Besides, I still have my MINDEF tour this Friday to prepare for...............provided that didn't get cancelled in the last minute again!

On a lighter note, hubby has finally succumbed and bought his MacBook, so now I have this Acer all to myself. ;) Planning to rip out all my fav songs so that can listen from the hp. Also have to clear out all the old photos & videos of Sam from my hp & upload onto the net. Plenty to do while catching up on my fav dramas!! ;)

To Go Or Not To Go

This H1N1 flu pandemic is starting to drive me crazy. All simply because Sam is due for his 2nd Hep B vaccine shot..........last Wednesday. I forgot to bring him for the shot over the weekend, and had planned to do so tomorrow, fetching him earlier from childcare.

Now, I'm starting to worry if it's a good idea to expose Sam to the dangers of the family clinic. What if he caught a flu bug there while waiting to take the vaccine??????

Considering the option of bringing him all the way to the paediatrician for the shot. At least there he won't be exposed to sick adults.

Hubby wondering if the 2nd shot can be delayed. But with the H1N1 spreading locally, I doubt if the booster shot can wait for another 6 months.

Equally irritating is the fact that Sam seems to be having a sensitive nose. He's been waking up in the morning with a slight blocked nose, which goes down his throat and causes him to cough - 2 ~ 3 times - after he wakes up. If it's because of the aircon, then why does he appear to be fine in the airconditioned childcare centre or in the shopping centres???? Past few days had given him the running nose medicine, now not sure if that's a good idea. Sigh! if Sam is having running nose & not sensitive nose then maybe he should not be taking the booster shot now.

UUURRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!

Sam Tries to Catch a Bird

Whenever Sam sees a bird, be it a sparrow or a mynah, he would try to catch it, like this:

Usually the bird would have flown away upon his noisy approach (since he sometimes run towards the bird). And I really don't see how he can hope to catch anything living bird with his single small hands!

But he doesn't understand my explanations, and since he enjoys it, oh well, I'll just let him enjoy himself now. ;)

Thumbs Up, Sam!

Everybody knows when we want to indicate "good", we stick out one of our thumbs.

Well, Sam tried to do so, when commenting on his fries:

No use trying to correct him.............after he saw the way we laughed at his gesture, he happily insisted on sticking up his forefinger every single time ever since.

I'm only glad he didn't stick up the middle finger! ;P

When Sam is An Angel.......

I must blog this, so that in future when I'm in any doubt, or when Sam behaves like a devil (again), I have something to remind me that there ARE times when he behaves like an angel instead..............

Sam's been very sticky to me this week. As hubby said, he's always gotten very sticky to me when he just started school.

There's been frequent declarations of affections to me from Sam recently, one of my fav being: "Mummy happy, Sam happy!" which I choose to intepret as "when mummy is happy, Sam will be happy too!"

But today Sam surpassed himself. We were on our way home from childcare when I pointed out a Toyota Corolla Altis to him.

Sam: Sam earn money, Sam buy Toyota Corolla.

Me: Good.

Sam: Mummy buy Corolla.

Me (with fake frown): Mummy don't earn enough money, Mummy cannot buy big car.

Sam: Sam earn money, Sam buy big car Mummy.

Oh, I was so happy to hear this!!!!!!

I wonder if he would still remember this when he grows up. ;P

Sam the Sushi King!

Sam obviously hadn't ate his fill at the childcare centre for the past 2 days. Goodness knows why: the food there is pretty okay (since I myself ate there during his 1st 3 days of school), the teachers are giving him attention during mealtimes, but he still didn't finish his teatime snack, nor ask for 2nd servings during lunch.

Anyway, yesterday I brought him to eat sushi at the IshiMura Japanese foodcourt in Safra Jurong after I fetched him from school. And apparently he enjoyed the experience, cos today 1st thing he said upon leaving the childcare centre was "sushi!".

So I have no choice but to keep the swiss roll his grandparents bought for him, and the hot dog puff I got for him, and catch up with the little fellow outside the restaurant, where he was waiting for me after a joyous run down the slight slope.

So here's the clip of Sam enjoying the sushi all by himself:



And yes, he finished the whole plate of 6 pcs of crabstick sushi by 5:30pm. Then it was followed by a packet of his fav "Ding Dang" yogurt drink.

I wonder how many more days of sushi would it take before the novelty wears off......

Plasters, Band-aids, whatever

Today saw another advert for cute cartoony plasters. Everytime I see one of these ads, or see the actual product on the shelves, I can't help but pause & seriously consider buying a box.

But I dare not.

I read somewhere that a mummy would bring such a box on long plane journeys to entertain her young children. How I wish I have the courage to try this trick.

Reason????

Cos Sam already loves plasters. The plain brown ones, the tranparent waterproof ones, he actually enjoys having one stuck on his little body.

Whenever he has a cut, or had scratched a mosquitoe bite till the skin broke, I would put a plaster over the wound, changing it daily.

And Sam would always eagerly stick out his arm or leg or whichever part that requires the attention, pointing out the wound, telling me to be careful. He would try to help remove the packaging from the plaster itself, ask to stick on the plaster (which I don't allow of course), and happily help throw away the resulting rubbish.

On the day I proclaim the wound healed and the services of the plaster not required further, Sam would cry & lament & kick up a fuss, insisting a new plaster be placed. I sometimes find it more traumatic to stop putting the plaster than dealing with the wound!!!!

Hence I definitely do not dare buy the cute & fanciful plasters that tug at my heart. It is difficult enough resisting Sam's attraction to the plain drabby ones already!

Sam's Preferred Sticker Locations

As Sam is homebound for so many days, desparate-to-try-to-teach Mummy, ie. me, tried to get Sam to do some craftwork, so that he would be spending all day watching TV.

Since Sunday is Father's Day, I thought it would be simple for him to make a card for hubby, using the craft kit from last month's Charlie & Lola magazine. (Yes, I'm crazy enough to buy that even though it's still a tad too complicated for Sam.)

It's supposed to be an easy project: choose a picture, choose a coloured card, stick the picture on the card, decorate with stickers, and volia! A handmade card!

Well, Sam chose to stick 2 pictures of bottles on a blue card. He managed the glue stick well enough with my help (at least nothing got onto the table), and stuck the pictures securely enough on the card.

The stickers, 20 3D jewels sparkling on a small card, were then removed one-by-one by Sam. At first he stuck each sticker in a line on the card. Then he began to be more interested in removing the stickers from its base, not caring which part of the card his flick of the finger landed the sticker on.

Halfway through the 20 stickers, he began sticking them on his cheeks. Then his feet. Soon he removed the stickers from the card & stuck them on his hands.


Now his card has only 2 stickers on them, which I managed to rescue while Sam was distracted when busy fixing the not-so-sticky-by-now stickers on his body.

I wonder what hubby would say about the pathetic looking card????

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Stuck at Home. Again!

Sigh!!! After a mere one week in childcare, Sam has been ordered to stay at home by his doctor, to make sure his 2-wk long running nose gets a chance to fully recover.

So now I'm also stuck at home with the playful little bugger. :(

There goes my plans to meet friend today. To go shopping tomorrow.

Worse still, I'm also having flu myself. :(

Sigh! Can't wait for Sam to go back to school next week!!!!!!

Sam in Childcare

Finally have time to blog about Sam in childcare.

Me have spent the 1st 3 days of this week in & near the childcare centre, going back frequently to check on his progress. Today is the 1st day I'm letting Sam spend the whole day there, from taking the school bus there in the morning, till abt 5 pm later.

Actually I also dunno why I'm so worried. Guess it was because of the not-so-good experiences in the past.

Cos turns out that Sam LOVES the new place. In particularly the toys.

He may leave me crying, but it takes a lot of persuasion to get him to agree to go home in the last 2 days, when I went to fetch him at 5pm.

Here's a video to share, of Sam playing with his fav toy, the tricycle, on the very 1st day of school on Monday. He spent >1hr on the tricycle, refusing the enticement of other toys.



I guess I'm lucky that Sam took to the teachers there well too. I was rather surprised, & very pleased, that he allowed the teachers to bathe & feed him, and also put him to nap. So now I'm not really worried about his time in the childcare centre.

Well, now only worrying about how much he's eating there, cos he seems to want to spend all his time playing & is being so picky about his food.

Still, at this rate, I may remain hopeful about him going to school in the morning in a willing & happy mood very soon, instead of the teary farewells I've come to dread.