<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006</id><updated>2011-07-09T01:40:41.085+08:00</updated><category term='Aidan'/><category term='Movies and TV'/><category term='Books n reads'/><category term='Party'/><category term='Baby food'/><category term='Toys'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='baby video'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Nursery'/><category term='Breastfeeding'/><category term='Learning Tools'/><category term='Announcements'/><category term='Outing'/><category term='Sickness'/><category term='baby'/><category term='Toddler'/><category term='Home cooked food'/><category term='Autism'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Play'/><category term='Perth'/><title type='text'>Much Ado About Nothing</title><subtitle type='html'>Snapshots of everything close to my heart.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-4428270454856644115</id><published>2010-07-27T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:14:45.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's really difficult to keep up with blogging these days. As they get older, and hitting less milestones, there're less things to blog about. But I think the main reason is due to the iphone. Ever since I got the iphone last dec, I've no need to use a camera anymore. I just use the one on the phone because it's so easy to edit and it takes only an instant to upload the pictures onto facebook which I feel was unneccesary to blog about it again. Of course, you can always say it's because of my laziness. Ooops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will continue to try because I do this for Aidan. I just think it'll be so cool to one day be able to read all about himself haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-4428270454856644115?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/4428270454856644115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=4428270454856644115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4428270454856644115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4428270454856644115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/07/keeping-up.html' title='Keeping up'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2823129567673395032</id><published>2010-07-27T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:09:09.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life will come full circle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, as I was trying to pick out pieces of fried beehoon off Aidan as he was feeding himself and clearing the huge mess on the table and on the floor, it suddenly reminded me of how it was like with my dear granny during her last days at the hospice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babies and toddlers were really not any different from an ageing elderly. Apart from their obvious cuteness and size, they and the elderly who are no longer mobile, are dependent on us in about the same ways. They all need to be fed, bathe and clothes, diapers need to be changed. Then it hit me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That this role of me taking care of Aidan could very well be reversed in the future. Well...that is if I'm lucky enough. We all know that these days, we can't and shouldn't expect our kids these days to take care of us when we're old. Those who do are only setting themselves up for a huge disappointment. Of course that doesn't mean they shouldn't be grateful and appreciative of what we've done for them as parents, that's to be expected of all human beings isn't it? That we should be nice to people who are nice to us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But of course we can all hope, that we'll be fortunate enough to be one of those who have good children whom we can depend on in the future to take care of us, just like how we are taking care of them now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2823129567673395032?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2823129567673395032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2823129567673395032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2823129567673395032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2823129567673395032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-will-come-full-circle.html' title='Life will come full circle'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2354178733332364938</id><published>2010-05-26T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T23:32:27.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan as Robot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As he walked around, he said " Robot, robot.." haha, quite innovative!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/dTfUHojYxyo/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dTfUHojYxyo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dTfUHojYxyo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2354178733332364938?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2354178733332364938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2354178733332364938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2354178733332364938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2354178733332364938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/05/aidan-as-robot.html' title='Aidan as Robot'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-4635212741535206274</id><published>2010-05-11T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:15:38.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Hello cat, hello goat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never knew Aidan could say the word Hello. Till I heard him say "hello" to a cat when I visited my grand-aunt. Yes, he would not say that to any person but to animals, he would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today, we went to the zoo. He said: "Hello monkey", "Hello goat"....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Aidan, making conversation with the kid goat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470014939428044722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S-llmySwP7I/AAAAAAAABfA/FGCrxe47KxM/s400/P1010429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470014938328645474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S-llmuMov2I/AAAAAAAABe4/H3cR_uBhOYM/s400/P1010430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These days, he would surprise us with suddenly saying a word that we never thought he knew, much less could say. He has made progress with his speech. Now the "k", "g" sound is quite obvious. The "s" sound still needs some work but he's beginning to say it. He's also starting to string words together. His longest sentence to date is "I want more milk" :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When will he start to make me feel irritated with his constant talk? I can't wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-4635212741535206274?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/4635212741535206274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=4635212741535206274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4635212741535206274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4635212741535206274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-cat-hello-goat.html' title='Hello cat, hello goat'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S-llmySwP7I/AAAAAAAABfA/FGCrxe47KxM/s72-c/P1010429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-6429545584523550955</id><published>2010-04-22T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T15:43:48.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last day! Had to catch an early flight home. End of holiday, back to reality, which really isn't too bad ;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9L7vgfXI/AAAAAAAABew/lyHBC6c69Yg/s1600/P1010165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462863254481042802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9L7vgfXI/AAAAAAAABew/lyHBC6c69Yg/s400/P1010165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Really misses all the nice houses and cottages, so big with gardens and back yards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9LdyqHYI/AAAAAAAABeo/JDMITKiZVXQ/s1600/P1010173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462863246441192834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9LdyqHYI/AAAAAAAABeo/JDMITKiZVXQ/s400/P1010173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9KvUMP0I/AAAAAAAABeg/aOg134f1h6o/s1600/P1010174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462863233965375298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9KvUMP0I/AAAAAAAABeg/aOg134f1h6o/s400/P1010174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9KfpSZqI/AAAAAAAABeY/OCWP-8Y357g/s1600/P1010177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462863229758891682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9KfpSZqI/AAAAAAAABeY/OCWP-8Y357g/s400/P1010177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye Perth, hello Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9KJDs6OI/AAAAAAAABeQ/6-udlosxXiQ/s1600/P1010182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462863223695665378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9KJDs6OI/AAAAAAAABeQ/6-udlosxXiQ/s400/P1010182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I finished it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-6429545584523550955?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/6429545584523550955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=6429545584523550955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6429545584523550955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6429545584523550955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacation-in-wa-day-13.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day 13'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_9L7vgfXI/AAAAAAAABew/lyHBC6c69Yg/s72-c/P1010165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7300574723079452222</id><published>2010-04-22T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T15:37:43.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day12</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Long day ahead! It's time for the Swan Valley! This was taken at some shop that sells nougat. Not my favourite thing but bought some back for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Aidan trying to open the car door but it's shut close. It's not a real car, or maybe it was real but not functioning anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2sU8dJ8I/AAAAAAAABeI/g2GH1WkT9ss/s1600/P1010117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462856114420656066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2sU8dJ8I/AAAAAAAABeI/g2GH1WkT9ss/s400/P1010117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ok, this has to be the best wildlife park! Caversham Wildlife Park! Finally, after so many days, we could get up close to Kangeroos and Koalas! They roam freely and you're allowed to pet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2nJD21AI/AAAAAAAABeA/rPdXS5gXtag/s1600/P1010119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462856025331127298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2nJD21AI/AAAAAAAABeA/rPdXS5gXtag/s400/P1010119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2mzs8CbI/AAAAAAAABd4/xujL7Fgliio/s1600/P1010125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462856019597855154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2mzs8CbI/AAAAAAAABd4/xujL7Fgliio/s400/P1010125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Funny donkey! Even Aidan's amused by it. The big mouth's opened because it's trying to catch the peanuts that someone was throwing at it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2mjzAAjI/AAAAAAAABdw/snw89eUUchI/s1600/P1010127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462856015328313906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2mjzAAjI/AAAAAAAABdw/snw89eUUchI/s400/P1010127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffalos. Aidan's not interested. Actually nothing really amuses him or catches his attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2mN1eN3I/AAAAAAAABdo/OtsW_C16ok4/s1600/P1010129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462856009433102194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2mN1eN3I/AAAAAAAABdo/OtsW_C16ok4/s400/P1010129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Showtime! Some animals were taken out for people to get to know better and to take pictures with. First up, eagle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2l8SHy5I/AAAAAAAABdg/n-EXkDrPR4I/s1600/P1010135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462856004721429394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2l8SHy5I/AAAAAAAABdg/n-EXkDrPR4I/s400/P1010135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Next, a blue tongue skink whose tongue is really a shade of brilliant blue! It's not dangerous and if you dare to put a finger near it's mouth, it will stick it's tongue out. Aidan's afraid. I noticed that young children are born to dislike/fear reptiles. He didn't like a toy lizard that was shown to him during a class. And no, he has never seen reptiles or lizards before this and none of us has demonstrated signs of fear in front of him. So it must be innate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2ZP042NI/AAAAAAAABdY/0DABX8B0Uck/s1600/P1010136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855786629224658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2ZP042NI/AAAAAAAABdY/0DABX8B0Uck/s400/P1010136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oh dear, I can't remember the name for this. Looks cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2Y4h6UWI/AAAAAAAABdQ/L_GoMEaBOn0/s1600/P1010138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855780375613794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2Y4h6UWI/AAAAAAAABdQ/L_GoMEaBOn0/s400/P1010138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Next up is this fat, wrinkled and lazy looking wombat. Hehe...Finally someone to take a family pic for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2Yuj7ZMI/AAAAAAAABdI/wpef0-L0kmQ/s1600/P1010139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855777699718338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2Yuj7ZMI/AAAAAAAABdI/wpef0-L0kmQ/s400/P1010139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I love this! It's pink! No idea if it's a parrot or a parakeet. But the color is sooo pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2Yfb8T5I/AAAAAAAABdA/Gyw55mfHpZQ/s1600/P1010143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855773639692178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2Yfb8T5I/AAAAAAAABdA/Gyw55mfHpZQ/s400/P1010143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The Three Stoogers :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2X9Sb2tI/AAAAAAAABc4/jlAVRKQnJ8w/s1600/P1010146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855764473010898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2X9Sb2tI/AAAAAAAABc4/jlAVRKQnJ8w/s400/P1010146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;More pink parrots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2KdTtVvI/AAAAAAAABcw/3oPJnoM_LNI/s1600/P1010148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855532550117106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2KdTtVvI/AAAAAAAABcw/3oPJnoM_LNI/s400/P1010148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Koalas! They're so cute. Over here, you're able to gently pat them. Aidan's still looking very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;sianz'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2JxRFCoI/AAAAAAAABco/gA3bCWf0df0/s1600/P1010151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855520727927426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2JxRFCoI/AAAAAAAABco/gA3bCWf0df0/s400/P1010151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2JhnA7TI/AAAAAAAABcg/4mb2r1-OpIg/s1600/P1010152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855516524965170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2JhnA7TI/AAAAAAAABcg/4mb2r1-OpIg/s400/P1010152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tasmania Devils! They're fierce creatures. Can hear them snarling at each other and fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2JIzWr9I/AAAAAAAABcY/DfZJtHt9f2w/s1600/P1010156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855509865836498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2JIzWr9I/AAAAAAAABcY/DfZJtHt9f2w/s400/P1010156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Aidan came to life at the Devils' den. He immediately perked up and chuckled loudly everytime the devils snarled or hit out at each other and made noises like he's cheering them on. Hmmm...violent kid or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2IyyTL4I/AAAAAAAABcQ/k-UkeHmrB70/s1600/P1010158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462855503955832706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2IyyTL4I/AAAAAAAABcQ/k-UkeHmrB70/s400/P1010158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7300574723079452222?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7300574723079452222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7300574723079452222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7300574723079452222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7300574723079452222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/12/vacation-in-wa-day12.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day12'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_2sU8dJ8I/AAAAAAAABeI/g2GH1WkT9ss/s72-c/P1010117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-8059717896783078395</id><published>2010-04-21T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T15:07:43.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am so sick of myself! 4 months later and I've not completed the vacation blog! Grrr....I VOW to complete it today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Random shots of Aidan at The Urban Owl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_ytILie4I/AAAAAAAABcI/nO49GiRCeZM/s1600/P1010045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851730127616898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_ytILie4I/AAAAAAAABcI/nO49GiRCeZM/s400/P1010045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_ysdjCiVI/AAAAAAAABcA/CU3ZCIjtG_k/s1600/P1010049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851718683461970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_ysdjCiVI/AAAAAAAABcA/CU3ZCIjtG_k/s400/P1010049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yr6_OXXI/AAAAAAAABb4/ahM0G4x8-_8/s1600/P1010052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851709406436722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yr6_OXXI/AAAAAAAABb4/ahM0G4x8-_8/s400/P1010052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Didn't do much but we had a nice dinner planned at the Old Swan Brewery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yhtPp61I/AAAAAAAABbw/w5qYx9fpJSo/s1600/P1010065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851533918563154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yhtPp61I/AAAAAAAABbw/w5qYx9fpJSo/s400/P1010065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yhahPwyI/AAAAAAAABbo/-5l6jIZaUFY/s1600/P1010070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851528892072738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yhahPwyI/AAAAAAAABbo/-5l6jIZaUFY/s400/P1010070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yhK6jloI/AAAAAAAABbg/J5aieGTCpV4/s1600/P1010079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851524703262338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yhK6jloI/AAAAAAAABbg/J5aieGTCpV4/s400/P1010079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Fantastic Pork Belly for starters. So tender and melts in your mouth. Aidan doesn't usually eat meat but to our surprise, he gobbled this one down and asked for more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yg7E3cBI/AAAAAAAABbY/ZzkYlER_Eso/s1600/P1010093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851520451538962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yg7E3cBI/AAAAAAAABbY/ZzkYlER_Eso/s400/P1010093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Haha...love his cheeks here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_ygZC4Y-I/AAAAAAAABbQ/MNX1s2PVbII/s1600/P1010094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851511316407266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_ygZC4Y-I/AAAAAAAABbQ/MNX1s2PVbII/s400/P1010094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yGm7mc6I/AAAAAAAABbI/3ikeEQPEyEU/s1600/P1010096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851068367369122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yGm7mc6I/AAAAAAAABbI/3ikeEQPEyEU/s400/P1010096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yGAwr5DI/AAAAAAAABbA/tkRofuncHpg/s1600/P1010103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851058121040946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yGAwr5DI/AAAAAAAABbA/tkRofuncHpg/s400/P1010103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I think this is seafood marinara. It's not great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yFz0O8FI/AAAAAAAABa4/UdCT6yG4N8g/s1600/P1010109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851054646259794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yFz0O8FI/AAAAAAAABa4/UdCT6yG4N8g/s400/P1010109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Steak. Price goes by the weight in ounces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yFgCmTVI/AAAAAAAABaw/_433f2PyZWM/s1600/P1010110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851049337802066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yFgCmTVI/AAAAAAAABaw/_433f2PyZWM/s400/P1010110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ordered extra sides, macaroni n cheese and stir fry vege.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yFV8sEwI/AAAAAAAABao/mxTgeXl_IzA/s1600/P1010115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462851046628659970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_yFV8sEwI/AAAAAAAABao/mxTgeXl_IzA/s400/P1010115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-8059717896783078395?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/8059717896783078395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=8059717896783078395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8059717896783078395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8059717896783078395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacation-in-wa-day11.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day11'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S8_ytILie4I/AAAAAAAABcI/nO49GiRCeZM/s72-c/P1010045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7754603501350279838</id><published>2010-03-26T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:53:00.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Vacation in Wa- Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Day 10 and we were up early for our drive back to Perth. Family shot outside our cottage. Say bye bye to the flies. YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKKrB4fLI/AAAAAAAABag/exCOSmQHVgg/s1600/P1010002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452955533536951474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKKrB4fLI/AAAAAAAABag/exCOSmQHVgg/s400/P1010002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our last accomodation.  A lovely newly revamped cottage in East Victoria Park called The Urban Owl. I love it so much. You can say that our new place is loosely inspired by The Urban Owl :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKKYU_xYI/AAAAAAAABaY/1TtOZZoIHA4/s1600/P1010007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452955528516846978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKKYU_xYI/AAAAAAAABaY/1TtOZZoIHA4/s400/P1010007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing much to do today. Was already quite late by the time we had our rest. So we went to the botanic gardens. Superb view! Too bad the tree-top walk was already closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKKCsl1PI/AAAAAAAABaQ/gX3iRsXy3G4/s1600/P1010012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452955522710230258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKKCsl1PI/AAAAAAAABaQ/gX3iRsXy3G4/s400/P1010012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKJ9L-RzI/AAAAAAAABaI/b0su53guOV0/s1600/P1010019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452955521231243058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKJ9L-RzI/AAAAAAAABaI/b0su53guOV0/s400/P1010019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love it here! I could come here everyday. Very grassy and looks so inviting to sit and have a picnic or do nothing at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKJYC_2II/AAAAAAAABaA/N00x6atk6KM/s1600/P1010028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452955511261485186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKJYC_2II/AAAAAAAABaA/N00x6atk6KM/s400/P1010028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7754603501350279838?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7754603501350279838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7754603501350279838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7754603501350279838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7754603501350279838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/03/vacation-in-wa-day-10.html' title='Vacation in Wa- Day 10'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zKKrB4fLI/AAAAAAAABag/exCOSmQHVgg/s72-c/P1010002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1543176612832394169</id><published>2010-03-25T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T22:50:17.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S6zIXmE560I/AAAAAAAABZ4/8zFoT9wZMj4/s1600/P1000976.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always forget how bad the flies were and was again looking forward to the animal feedings. This morning, we went next door to Wonky Windmill Farm &amp;amp; Eco Park. We went into the reception, had some jam tasting, bought 2 bottles of jam, got our bag of feed and went outside into the hot sun. Yes, and be swarmed by the flies. Please remind me never to go in the summer again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The piece of land where the animals are kept is quite a big one. They are nicely separated and there's a path where you can walk follow and it will lead you back to the house. As you go along, you can see the different types of animals and they are separated from the other species. There's not many of each species, more of the common ones and sometimes just one or two for the less common ones. I was very pleasantly surprised to see 2 lovely deers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X8bdkLXuI/AAAAAAAABZo/c1Jq8V051Fs/s1600-h/P1000909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446536873097518818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X8bdkLXuI/AAAAAAAABZo/c1Jq8V051Fs/s400/P1000909.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X8a8ddttI/AAAAAAAABZg/g5qhbZjHcbY/s1600-h/P1000911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446536864210990802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X8a8ddttI/AAAAAAAABZg/g5qhbZjHcbY/s400/P1000911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X77V4I_RI/AAAAAAAABZY/0p895Vrl_HY/s1600-h/P1000913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446536321277951250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X77V4I_RI/AAAAAAAABZY/0p895Vrl_HY/s400/P1000913.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X76vrszxI/AAAAAAAABZQ/CEJY7uXWTxw/s1600-h/P1000921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446536311025225490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X76vrszxI/AAAAAAAABZQ/CEJY7uXWTxw/s400/P1000921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X76Ss2J3I/AAAAAAAABZI/0oxZSBOsLsM/s1600-h/P1000923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446536303245404018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X76Ss2J3I/AAAAAAAABZI/0oxZSBOsLsM/s400/P1000923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's not many shots of Aidan cos mostly, he's trying to beat or run away from the flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X755GGw6I/AAAAAAAABZA/lNmMRBgoUpU/s1600-h/P1000927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446536296372028322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X755GGw6I/AAAAAAAABZA/lNmMRBgoUpU/s400/P1000927.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then we were off to a much more pleasant place. The Margaret River Chocolate Factory! Rows upon rows of chocolate! Needless to say, Aidan was delighted. There were free samples and I think it was Aidan's first chocolate treat. He couldn't get enough of it. Have you met any kids who doesn't like choc?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X75BRx4SI/AAAAAAAABY4/C3981-bO8I8/s1600-h/P1000933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446536281388605730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X75BRx4SI/AAAAAAAABY4/C3981-bO8I8/s400/P1000933.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"woah! I want more!" He's thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6fP1AU-I/AAAAAAAABYw/TteOT7K7mqo/s1600-h/P1000934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446534739106223074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6fP1AU-I/AAAAAAAABYw/TteOT7K7mqo/s400/P1000934.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6emo_dZI/AAAAAAAABYo/QX7SLFn7zkQ/s1600-h/P1000935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446534728049980818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6emo_dZI/AAAAAAAABYo/QX7SLFn7zkQ/s400/P1000935.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To my surprise, their chocolate are really good! We bought lots to give away but I'm regretting we didn't buy enough for ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6eAaf1EI/AAAAAAAABYg/2THt16UkLnc/s1600-h/P1000937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446534717788640322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6eAaf1EI/AAAAAAAABYg/2THt16UkLnc/s400/P1000937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch at Duckstein Brewery!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Yummy food!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6dr51rEI/AAAAAAAABYY/lHP0KXUJpQA/s1600-h/P1000939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446534712282950722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6dr51rEI/AAAAAAAABYY/lHP0KXUJpQA/s400/P1000939.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6dN_bfAI/AAAAAAAABYQ/GoeCHXgadbg/s1600-h/P1000942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446534704253336578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X6dN_bfAI/AAAAAAAABYQ/GoeCHXgadbg/s400/P1000942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X48ZG5nNI/AAAAAAAABYI/xtp7A49t674/s1600-h/P1000945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446533040790150354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X48ZG5nNI/AAAAAAAABYI/xtp7A49t674/s400/P1000945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here was when I found out about Aidan's love of pigs. Could it be due to that he was born in the year of pigs? He kept asking me to draw pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X47YrOE4I/AAAAAAAABYA/Yne-3lLsqOQ/s1600-h/P1000952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446533023494181762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X47YrOE4I/AAAAAAAABYA/Yne-3lLsqOQ/s400/P1000952.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X46NtAMBI/AAAAAAAABX4/OnYF_FChnvA/s1600-h/P1000960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446533003369000978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X46NtAMBI/AAAAAAAABX4/OnYF_FChnvA/s400/P1000960.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Very nice and huge estate at Duckstein. We had a walk after lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X45pDiUGI/AAAAAAAABXw/P_5fuqXq08A/s1600-h/P1000962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446532993531400290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X45pDiUGI/AAAAAAAABXw/P_5fuqXq08A/s400/P1000962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X45T-Ah8I/AAAAAAAABXo/_LWPPQQZjE8/s1600-h/P1000967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446532987871070146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X45T-Ah8I/AAAAAAAABXo/_LWPPQQZjE8/s400/P1000967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X4hlaA_UI/AAAAAAAABXg/PrSMt5SaC80/s1600-h/P1000968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446532580235083074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X4hlaA_UI/AAAAAAAABXg/PrSMt5SaC80/s400/P1000968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Took this pic when we were travelling on the road. The cows are always huddled together and not moving and looks like they are deep in discussion. Conferencing perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X4g_nIlMI/AAAAAAAABXY/I1-NHgEIhA4/s1600-h/P1000974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446532570089559234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X4g_nIlMI/AAAAAAAABXY/I1-NHgEIhA4/s400/P1000974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan loves taking family pictues. When you point a camera at him, he usually looks away. But when I say, take a picture together, he'll smile so sweetly and ask for more! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X4fy4tLLI/AAAAAAAABXI/wyKEAWOhY_Y/s1600-h/P1000986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446532549493730482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X4fy4tLLI/AAAAAAAABXI/wyKEAWOhY_Y/s400/P1000986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X4fRaMAnI/AAAAAAAABXA/kJX9_brdVTM/s1600-h/P1000988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446532540507357810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X4fRaMAnI/AAAAAAAABXA/kJX9_brdVTM/s400/P1000988.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1543176612832394169?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1543176612832394169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1543176612832394169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1543176612832394169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1543176612832394169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/03/vacation-in-wa-day09.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day09'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5X8bdkLXuI/AAAAAAAABZo/c1Jq8V051Fs/s72-c/P1000909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-494992533577582672</id><published>2010-03-08T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:19:58.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On the morning of Day 08, we woke up in a cottage on a 'farm'. I booked all the accomodation online in Singapore and had wanted to stay on a farm to experience the farm life. However, when we arrived the day before, we quickly realised that it's not a real farm, as in, it wasn't a working farm. It's more of a tourist farm, a piece of land with several cottages and some animals for feeding. There're many such establishments around where you can just pay to do animal feedings therefore you don't have to stay on a farm like this. Luckily, the cottage was pretty decent and clean so we didn't really minded much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So this morning, we went for our animal feeding. We had looked forward to this for a long time and again, the flies really spoilt the experience for us. All Aidan could handle was to swat away flies on his face. It was most irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeding the ponies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xtwb4E84I/AAAAAAAABW4/MJ5h12A_tYs/s1600-h/P1000811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520740746949506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xtwb4E84I/AAAAAAAABW4/MJ5h12A_tYs/s400/P1000811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; The goats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xtv3w_X6I/AAAAAAAABWw/becT-1rAvbs/s1600-h/P1000816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520731053547426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xtv3w_X6I/AAAAAAAABWw/becT-1rAvbs/s400/P1000816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtvJHW3AI/AAAAAAAABWo/Z5hHUj1f5dg/s1600-h/P1000817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520718530894850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtvJHW3AI/AAAAAAAABWo/Z5hHUj1f5dg/s400/P1000817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;An alpaca. This one was sweet and shy and not like the one on Country Life farm, which was snorting and spitting mucous at everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtukY_ayI/AAAAAAAABWg/xmFnMiLukxE/s1600-h/P1000821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520708672744226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtukY_ayI/AAAAAAAABWg/xmFnMiLukxE/s400/P1000821.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;In the shed with the guinea pigs. It's so much better in the shed as I quickly learnt that flies like it hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtdRBZzyI/AAAAAAAABWY/RT7f-6m56k4/s1600-h/P1000823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520411415760674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtdRBZzyI/AAAAAAAABWY/RT7f-6m56k4/s400/P1000823.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtdKeFz4I/AAAAAAAABWQ/63bA9IbGX84/s1600-h/P1000827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520409657036674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtdKeFz4I/AAAAAAAABWQ/63bA9IbGX84/s400/P1000827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;After feeding, we were off to the Shearing Shed to see some sheeps being sheared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xtcr6nXYI/AAAAAAAABWI/THBfyJh_87Q/s1600-h/P1000833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520401455177090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xtcr6nXYI/AAAAAAAABWI/THBfyJh_87Q/s400/P1000833.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Shearing in progress. At first, Aidan was quite terrified by the way the man was (man)handling the sheep in a really rough way and seeing the fur being shaved off. If I remember right, another small girl in the group cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtcNq_3iI/AAAAAAAABWA/pTp3-Zk_E0k/s1600-h/P1000834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520393336610338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtcNq_3iI/AAAAAAAABWA/pTp3-Zk_E0k/s400/P1000834.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtbhVVI7I/AAAAAAAABV4/opOSjcieO-c/s1600-h/P1000838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520381434569650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XtbhVVI7I/AAAAAAAABV4/opOSjcieO-c/s400/P1000838.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Almost done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqxGh1VMI/AAAAAAAABVw/g-X8a5XYj6c/s1600-h/P1000845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446517453661492418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqxGh1VMI/AAAAAAAABVw/g-X8a5XYj6c/s400/P1000845.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice and naked. Hehe...I wonder if they feel relieved of all that fur. It must have felt nice and cooling as the weather was so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xqw0owbFI/AAAAAAAABVo/LmBp60aHvZg/s1600-h/P1000846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446517448858692690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xqw0owbFI/AAAAAAAABVo/LmBp60aHvZg/s400/P1000846.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that fur! You see the fur at the back that looks grey in color? That's how dirty it is on the outside. But inside, as you can see from the front of the picture,  the true color is creamy white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqwsycHII/AAAAAAAABVg/68z4d0JDYZU/s1600-h/P1000847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446517446751820930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqwsycHII/AAAAAAAABVg/68z4d0JDYZU/s400/P1000847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picture with black sheeps in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqwSs_OKI/AAAAAAAABVY/D0cmjhCQLJ8/s1600-h/P1000850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446517439749634210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqwSs_OKI/AAAAAAAABVY/D0cmjhCQLJ8/s400/P1000850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went outside and there was a demo of sheep herding. Most exciting to see the whole herd of sheeps thundering towards us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xqvw38FFI/AAAAAAAABVQ/_SNzG9nYcVc/s1600-h/P1000853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446517430668760146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xqvw38FFI/AAAAAAAABVQ/_SNzG9nYcVc/s400/P1000853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eep dog pouncing on the sheeps. I don't know why it does that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqHuKTIBI/AAAAAAAABVI/O2s1UCqAFzY/s1600-h/P1000856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516742745694226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqHuKTIBI/AAAAAAAABVI/O2s1UCqAFzY/s400/P1000856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A border-collie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqHQyAtUI/AAAAAAAABVA/iThK3ywr6tI/s1600-h/P1000858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516734859195714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqHQyAtUI/AAAAAAAABVA/iThK3ywr6tI/s400/P1000858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then we came back in to feed baby lambs! Aren't they cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqGxZll9I/AAAAAAAABU4/_6ij_M0Muis/s1600-h/P1000863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516726435256274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqGxZll9I/AAAAAAAABU4/_6ij_M0Muis/s400/P1000863.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I was feeding the biggest lamb of all! It's so big and strong that no one else wanted to feed it. It sucked really ferociously on the bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqGfT8jUI/AAAAAAAABUw/HvLME9uDkGg/s1600-h/P1000865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516721579756866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqGfT8jUI/AAAAAAAABUw/HvLME9uDkGg/s400/P1000865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then it's lunch. Another beautiful vineyard for yummy food. We got clever and decided that instead of sharing miserable portions of food and ended up dissatisfied, we would have our fill at lunch, then cook our own dinner back at the cottage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the starter tasting plate. Every dish was delicous. Even the cous-cous that I don't usually fancy is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqGHbSiRI/AAAAAAAABUo/x1LN1UO4zH8/s1600-h/P1000887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516715168106770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5XqGHbSiRI/AAAAAAAABUo/x1LN1UO4zH8/s400/P1000887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Risotto done to perfection!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp2abrjxI/AAAAAAAABUg/yCuBwHs2Tvo/s1600-h/P1000889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516445392113426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp2abrjxI/AAAAAAAABUg/yCuBwHs2Tvo/s400/P1000889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My memory is failing me but I think this was my Veal. Extremely tender and juicy. *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp1wqzONI/AAAAAAAABUY/NyuSasG0IFg/s1600-h/P1000890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516434181241042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp1wqzONI/AAAAAAAABUY/NyuSasG0IFg/s400/P1000890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Saw this at the deli outside the supermarket and I couldn't resist. Anyway, we cooked eggs for breakfast every morning so that's not a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I think all eggs should be this way. Coming from free range, happy chickens and not from the factory style, unhappy and immobile chickens where most of our eggs come from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp1EjNKLI/AAAAAAAABUQ/UnJm8KaRSqk/s1600-h/P1000898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516422338226354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp1EjNKLI/AAAAAAAABUQ/UnJm8KaRSqk/s400/P1000898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lovely eggs and most delicious too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp0k4pLZI/AAAAAAAABUI/nDpbbfsWRUI/s1600-h/P1000907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516413838208402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp0k4pLZI/AAAAAAAABUI/nDpbbfsWRUI/s400/P1000907.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;A shot of the back of our cottage. Do you see the electric bbq?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp0T8o25I/AAAAAAAABUA/qu_6D179IbY/s1600-h/P1000901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446516409291561874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xp0T8o25I/AAAAAAAABUA/qu_6D179IbY/s400/P1000901.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-494992533577582672?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/494992533577582672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=494992533577582672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/494992533577582672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/494992533577582672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/03/vacation-in-wa-day-08.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day 08'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S5Xtwb4E84I/AAAAAAAABW4/MJ5h12A_tYs/s72-c/P1000811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7843012195753369647</id><published>2010-02-17T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:22:03.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow...so many things happened and I totally lost the momentum to blog. Just to summarize, the most major of all was probably our moving house. Yes, we have moved and are now nicely settled at our new place. Then it was CNY and so many things to prepare. Had to ready our house for CNY so that we can host and have guests over. I was craving for my own made pineapple tarts and so I was busy baking. Aidan is now attending half-day childcare so I have some time in the morning to go marketing, bake and do some housework. I have been cooking dinner everyday. Life's great but I better get on with blogging or I won't be able to remember Perth soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So on the morning of this day, we went to Candy Cow, the candy factory. There's a honeycomb making demonstration in the morning and when we got there, it had just started.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439577204315390882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31Cpa-IA6I/AAAAAAAABTI/kVxl26BxzYw/s400/P1000798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See the golden slabs on the table behind the glass? They're honeycomb. Aidan was quite intriqued to see the honeycomb rising and growing in a huge tub. Then when it was done and cut in to slabs, they gave us some to try....it was nice and warm and it melted in the mouth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439577211212749362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31Cp0qlWjI/AAAAAAAABTQ/u7bewrcch5U/s400/P1000796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan riding on a wooden cow rocker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CqZ0TeFI/AAAAAAAABTg/0o9XV1hpwRY/s1600-h/P1000790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439577221185632338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CqZ0TeFI/AAAAAAAABTg/0o9XV1hpwRY/s400/P1000790.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Aidan must have missed the presence of kids very much after being with just mommy n daddy for so many days. He was quite excited to see children and tried to 'mingle' lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CqETiHMI/AAAAAAAABTY/Wk34hN5BemM/s1600-h/P1000795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439577215411035330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CqETiHMI/AAAAAAAABTY/Wk34hN5BemM/s400/P1000795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch Time! Olives! I never knew they look like this fresh. I've only seen the black rings on pizza and the pickled green ones in Martinis. Hehe...sounds like the story of kids nowadays who didn't know eggs had shells? I didn't really like eating this but DH seemed to enjoy it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CQJxQy8I/AAAAAAAABTA/enpJGFXYJkI/s1600-h/P1000800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439576770201308098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CQJxQy8I/AAAAAAAABTA/enpJGFXYJkI/s400/P1000800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had lunch at a winery estate, Lamont's and the prices on the menu were just exhorbitant! And also the menu was quite confusing to read. It doesn't say which are appetisers, starters or mains. I later realised that some people would order a full 3-course meal and most at least a 2-course. In Singapore, we would usually order just a main course each and maybe an appetiser to share if there are more people around. So we ended up with a tuna on skewers and some fried squid thingy (both starters!) haha....both were so delicious and we were all hungry for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CPyRzoNI/AAAAAAAABS4/StslEJTYZdU/s1600-h/P1000803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439576763895357650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CPyRzoNI/AAAAAAAABS4/StslEJTYZdU/s400/P1000803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CPr3vk3I/AAAAAAAABSw/-zGjoUYXCDc/s1600-h/P1000805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439576762175427442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CPr3vk3I/AAAAAAAABSw/-zGjoUYXCDc/s400/P1000805.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; A still hungry daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CPM6bBWI/AAAAAAAABSo/4qwkPBFyxXk/s1600-h/P1000806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439576753865164130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31CPM6bBWI/AAAAAAAABSo/4qwkPBFyxXk/s400/P1000806.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the end, we went to the supermarket and bought food back to our cottage to cook! Meat was cheap and we had BBQ beef and lamb. All our accomdation so far came equipped with a gas grill outside for our use. No pictures cos I refused to go outside to be irritated by the flies. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan chilling on the couch in his PJs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31COohXf8I/AAAAAAAABSg/CZIfnXJF5EU/s1600-h/P1000808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439576744096399298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31COohXf8I/AAAAAAAABSg/CZIfnXJF5EU/s400/P1000808.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7843012195753369647?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7843012195753369647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7843012195753369647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7843012195753369647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7843012195753369647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/12/vacation-in-wa-day-07.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day 07'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S31Cpa-IA6I/AAAAAAAABTI/kVxl26BxzYw/s72-c/P1000798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-5545090211545259043</id><published>2010-01-12T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:42:53.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Didn't take any pictures of our accomodation in Busselton because it's erm...a rickety old house and not very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, we are in the South! So it's animals time! Our first stop, Country Life Farm. It's one of the many establishments in South WA that has animals kept so that we tourist can pay them a fee to feed their own animals! Isn't that a most clever idea?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the smelly barn with enormous number of rabbits and guinea pigs. I heard someone commented that the rabbits are breeding like rabbits in there. Hmm...but of course. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sd1495b6I/AAAAAAAABSY/vMd7Pq5I5FI/s1600-h/P1000736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429966587387539362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sd1495b6I/AAAAAAAABSY/vMd7Pq5I5FI/s400/P1000736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sd1mSx43I/AAAAAAAABSQ/ae-BZxWna88/s1600-h/P1000739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429966582374851442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sd1mSx43I/AAAAAAAABSQ/ae-BZxWna88/s400/P1000739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a carousel and I didn't expect Aidan to go on it but he did and enjoyed himself alot. This one doesn't go up and down though, it just goes round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdeJVrcuI/AAAAAAAABSI/vcYs2SsvTxA/s1600-h/P1000740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429966179465392866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdeJVrcuI/AAAAAAAABSI/vcYs2SsvTxA/s400/P1000740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sddmzkkqI/AAAAAAAABSA/JX4aYEtSfdI/s1600-h/P1000745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429966170195530402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sddmzkkqI/AAAAAAAABSA/JX4aYEtSfdI/s400/P1000745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sddQMI_uI/AAAAAAAABR4/8mepIy-Ccqc/s1600-h/P1000747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429966164124565218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sddQMI_uI/AAAAAAAABR4/8mepIy-Ccqc/s400/P1000747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; It went on for really long time! Till the parents were tired of taking pictures and the kids wanted to come down. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdc7NJjeI/AAAAAAAABRw/SBixG_L5NUI/s1600-h/P1000752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429966158491651554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdc7NJjeI/AAAAAAAABRw/SBixG_L5NUI/s400/P1000752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Back to feeding more rabbits. We had a whole tub of carrots which we never finished using. I don't know why I didn't take pictures of the other animals but there was 1 kangaroo, which was very lazy and wasn't interested in food at all, many birds, Alpacas or Lamas and I don't remember what else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It wasn't very enjoyable so we didn't spend much time with those animals because firstly, the place kinda stinks. Secondly, the weather was really really HOT and the HUGE FLIES were darn irritating. It's your normal houseflies but like triple in size. And there were MANY! They wouldn't leave you alone and attack you whenever you're outside. It got worse when it's near the animals because that is where most of the flies are. Someone told us that those flies were carried in by the wind from the dessert. Well, just because of this reason, it was a wrong time to visit WA. Never ever go in the Summer!  As I would no doubt mention again later on, hot weather, we can tolerate, pestering giant flies, we could not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We learnt that flies like the sun. So in the shady areas, there were less. So we would try to find shade whenever possible. But it's not easy when we want to go to the beach, park, feed animals, playground etc. Ok, I've just devoted a long paragraph to the flies issue so you can see, it was a really big problem for us. Aidan was very irriated as well and he would let out yell now and then out of frustration with flies on his face that wouldn't go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdci9FbdI/AAAAAAAABRo/mN4UqSKNAHw/s1600-h/P1000754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429966151981821394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdci9FbdI/AAAAAAAABRo/mN4UqSKNAHw/s400/P1000754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok so you know, shady area. Haha...the best thing on this Country Life Farm was this NEW indoor playground/gym!!! It's really fantastic. Sg has got so many of these places, Pollywogs, Fidgets, Go Go Bambini and this one beats them all hands down. The place itself isn't as big as Pollywogs but the equipments are so much more exciting! It's compact and yet so many things to explore and play. They even segregated out the areas according to age group. This is one of the main gripe I have about local ones because I get very worried when the very big kids would play together with the small kiddos and big kids are rough so I never leave Aidan out of my sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Regretted didnt have many pictures here to show you what I meant. Partly because I was so happy to finally have the opportunity to rest outside the play area while Aidan played inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdMtAKxNI/AAAAAAAABRg/HY-rZLF3na8/s1600-h/P1000756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965879801201874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdMtAKxNI/AAAAAAAABRg/HY-rZLF3na8/s400/P1000756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdMP1AG1I/AAAAAAAABRY/r8Rr8RYd_m8/s1600-h/P1000762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965871969737554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdMP1AG1I/AAAAAAAABRY/r8Rr8RYd_m8/s400/P1000762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, this has got to be Aidan's haven. He loves these cars and over here, there are sooo many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdL49SFEI/AAAAAAAABRQ/X-bRwTZ0X2Y/s1600-h/P1000766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965865830454338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdL49SFEI/AAAAAAAABRQ/X-bRwTZ0X2Y/s400/P1000766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It's funny how he decided to push all the car to one side and park them in a neat row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdLWwSLkI/AAAAAAAABRI/_KQ73TxB_uI/s1600-h/P1000774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965856649129538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdLWwSLkI/AAAAAAAABRI/_KQ73TxB_uI/s400/P1000774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Look at how neatly the cars are parked. Well done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdLLWoSCI/AAAAAAAABRA/JR9WUDrkoT4/s1600-h/P1000775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965853588736034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sdLLWoSCI/AAAAAAAABRA/JR9WUDrkoT4/s400/P1000775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So it's off to lunch! Just look at the yummy lamb chops! One of the best I've ever had! Food is really expensive in WA and I couldn't bear to spend so much in one seating so we ordered just this and a pizza to share. What a big mistake. I could gobble this one down all by myself and have seconds. Instead, we shared this one and I really wanted more very badly. Sigh...If it was in Sg, I would have ordered another. But in WA, food takes really really long to get served. It's usually a 30min wait each time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sczCvfkRI/AAAAAAAABQw/j8MeXJO-QcY/s1600-h/P1000781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965438960242962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sczCvfkRI/AAAAAAAABQw/j8MeXJO-QcY/s400/P1000781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The pizza was ok. I ordered it more for Aidan but I ate some because I was still very hungry having my tastebuds tickled by the lamb chops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1scy_8obvI/AAAAAAAABQo/6VvqHciN_uc/s1600-h/P1000783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965438210043634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1scy_8obvI/AAAAAAAABQo/6VvqHciN_uc/s400/P1000783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;After a great but unfulfilled lunch, we decided we ought to go for ice cream at Simmons. A famous ice-creamery in WA. Many variety of ice-cream and Aidan being in his purple phase had to choose a colour like this. He said purple but it's actually pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1scyM8oPcI/AAAAAAAABQg/1DxmZwLIZBw/s1600-h/P1000784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965424519822786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1scyM8oPcI/AAAAAAAABQg/1DxmZwLIZBw/s400/P1000784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It didn't last long because Daddy tried to have a bite and Aidan wouldn't let go and the entire cone dropped onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1scxrJdsPI/AAAAAAAABQY/fa4SIKWPrO8/s1600-h/P1000787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429965415446851826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1scxrJdsPI/AAAAAAAABQY/fa4SIKWPrO8/s400/P1000787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-5545090211545259043?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/5545090211545259043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=5545090211545259043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/5545090211545259043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/5545090211545259043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacation-in-wa-day-06.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day 06'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sd1495b6I/AAAAAAAABSY/vMd7Pq5I5FI/s72-c/P1000736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1933265779736469685</id><published>2010-01-12T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:56:41.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's goodbye to Perth for abit while we go down South to the Margaret River region. Not looking forward to the long 4 hours drive but excited and looking forward to our farmstay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan just woke up and eating grapes (I think)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429960645106613602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sYcAPuPWI/AAAAAAAABQI/qMrfp1NBh5s/s400/P1000695.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Very pleased with his grapes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429960640863444722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sYbwcEnvI/AAAAAAAABQA/kr0y3H-QfYM/s400/P1000696.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No pictures in between cos we were cooped up in our car! We had several pitstops so it took almost 6 hours to reach at Busselton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the Busselton Jetty. Too bad we could only walk part of it as it's under construction till March 10. There's supposed to be an underwater observatory at the end of the jetty, I think it would've been marvelous. What a pity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429960464941649602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sYRhFDDsI/AAAAAAAABP4/gN2BZAkdkGg/s400/P1000699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We love the beach at Busselton. I feel quite upset that I didn't take any pictures of the beach. Very gentle lapping waves, crystal clear water and pristine sand. I wish we have beach like that here. I think it's the ideal beach chill and relax beach. We had a great time picking seashells there the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429960461612596914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sYRUrVvrI/AAAAAAAABPw/j-A4eqKWvuA/s400/P1000706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After walking the jetty, we spotted a HUGE playgroud. It's really huge, like a park! I really liked it and of course so did Aidan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429960458517195938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sYRJJVrKI/AAAAAAAABPo/dnZEFQCUip4/s400/P1000720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429960999653369762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sYwpCQZ6I/AAAAAAAABQQ/AX3RcINYYZ0/s400/P1000722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sYQX1elxI/AAAAAAAABPY/_smP526mr1U/s1600-h/P1000731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429960445280556818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sYQX1elxI/AAAAAAAABPY/_smP526mr1U/s400/P1000731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1933265779736469685?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1933265779736469685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1933265779736469685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1933265779736469685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1933265779736469685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/12/vacation-in-wa-day05.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day05'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1sYcAPuPWI/AAAAAAAABQI/qMrfp1NBh5s/s72-c/P1000695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-8662500868401403547</id><published>2010-01-11T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:52:32.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day04</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On this day, we thought that we'd hit the beach again seeing that Aidan enjoyed it so much the last time. A friend had recommended breakfast at Blue Duck at cottlesloe beach, so it's breakfast then beach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan digging into his muffin, literally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1Mf6h4iNyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/2QGeJOD1mFQ/s1600-h/P1000663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427717066299946786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1Mf6h4iNyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/2QGeJOD1mFQ/s400/P1000663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Eggs benedict for Him. This one isn't as nice as the last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1Mf6cen8lI/AAAAAAAABPI/ZkcHIy8GKBU/s1600-h/P1000666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427717064849093202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1Mf6cen8lI/AAAAAAAABPI/ZkcHIy8GKBU/s400/P1000666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Big Breakfast for ME! The bacon is YUMZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1Mf53NMpGI/AAAAAAAABPA/GezUkKDo0Qo/s1600-h/P1000668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427717054843888738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1Mf53NMpGI/AAAAAAAABPA/GezUkKDo0Qo/s400/P1000668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Erm, no beach pictures because it was a disaster. It was very windy and current was quite strong at Cottlesloe. I think it's more of a surfer's beach. So Aidan was terrified and refused to go in. Doesn't help that Daddy was complaining it's too cold and refused to touch the water...hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So went back to shower then headed to Yanchep National Park. It's very far North and the furthest North we'd go for this entire trip. Thought it would be a good idea to bring some food and set the mat for a picnic. But it was not easy looking for a nice spot. Everywhere was Kangaroo droppings. Eeewww.... Was difficult to find a big enough spot with no droppings to place the mat! In the end, I just closed my eye and laid the mat. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfvF8VJOI/AAAAAAAABO4/8eie1XOZD60/s1600-h/P1000671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716869821113570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfvF8VJOI/AAAAAAAABO4/8eie1XOZD60/s400/P1000671.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biting into my lamb kebab.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfujWh4LI/AAAAAAAABOw/0nV0a1UYUUo/s1600-h/P1000674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716860535759026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfujWh4LI/AAAAAAAABOw/0nV0a1UYUUo/s400/P1000674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like this profile. Looks like the boy in 'Precious Moment'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1Mfuch_xKI/AAAAAAAABOo/4dkn660ugi4/s1600-h/P1000675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716858704807074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1Mfuch_xKI/AAAAAAAABOo/4dkn660ugi4/s400/P1000675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yanchep is said to house the largest colony of Koalas. Erm, we only saw 3 in this Koala enclosure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfuC2mrqI/AAAAAAAABOg/PuGwr7PagaU/s1600-h/P1000686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716851811921570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfuC2mrqI/AAAAAAAABOg/PuGwr7PagaU/s400/P1000686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Managed to catch this Koala climbing down the tree. Aidan lauged out loud when he saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MftniIYNI/AAAAAAAABOY/HT41JyNkuGE/s1600-h/P1000687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716844478292178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MftniIYNI/AAAAAAAABOY/HT41JyNkuGE/s400/P1000687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We spotted a few wild kangaroos quite some distance away. They hopped off when they saw us approaching. Anyway, felt that it wasn't worth the long drive there. I expected to pet some kangaroos but most of them were wild and avoided people. There're plently of other nicer parks near Perth itself if we'd just wanted a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-8662500868401403547?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/8662500868401403547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=8662500868401403547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8662500868401403547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8662500868401403547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacation-in-wa-day04.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day04'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1Mf6h4iNyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/2QGeJOD1mFQ/s72-c/P1000663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2794829204934209469</id><published>2010-01-10T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:56:56.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day03</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's Perth Zoo day! I was very excited because it's the first time we'd be seeing animals since we arrived. I mean that's one of the reason we went to Australia in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;However, Perth zoo was erm... not worth your time at all. As you'll see in the pictures, it was so boring I almost feel asleep walking about. Now I know why the Singapore Zoo is one of the best in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We thought it'd be a good idea to let Aidan ride in this so he won't be too tired walking about. Alas, seemed like we didn't know our son at all! He only sat in it for about 3 mins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfFGOQhkI/AAAAAAAABOQ/if-UtjkjvDQ/s1600-h/P1000633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716148341802562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfFGOQhkI/AAAAAAAABOQ/if-UtjkjvDQ/s400/P1000633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The rest of the time, he was pulling it. No kidding, I don't know where this kid get his strength. It is a very heavy cart. See the size of that thing compared to Aidan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfE3y6QEI/AAAAAAAABOI/FZzDnJQmf1M/s1600-h/P1000636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716144469000258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfE3y6QEI/AAAAAAAABOI/FZzDnJQmf1M/s400/P1000636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so he continued pulling it. He didn't want any help at all. If we were to help, he'd pushed us away or yell or stopped at his tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfEjQQ8lI/AAAAAAAABOA/Q9aasjGAFjI/s1600-h/P1000641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427716138954977874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfEjQQ8lI/AAAAAAAABOA/Q9aasjGAFjI/s400/P1000641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And he pulled for the rest of the way. I think for more than 1hr. Might as well because there was no interesting animals to see at all. Most of them were out of sight and even the kangaroos in the Singapore zoo looked happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MezwE_3-I/AAAAAAAABN4/nCg8iHa0HhU/s1600-h/P1000643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427715850339606498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MezwE_3-I/AAAAAAAABN4/nCg8iHa0HhU/s400/P1000643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The final stretch before returing the cart. I don't think Aidan looked at any animals at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MezqpcA4I/AAAAAAAABNw/rQBo5Ikn-QY/s1600-h/P1000644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427715848881832834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MezqpcA4I/AAAAAAAABNw/rQBo5Ikn-QY/s400/P1000644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This huge GIANT tortoise (not turtle) was perhaps the most exciting thing in the zoo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MezZi5q_I/AAAAAAAABNo/pS8C-q_KqtE/s1600-h/P1000645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427715844291013618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MezZi5q_I/AAAAAAAABNo/pS8C-q_KqtE/s400/P1000645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And this midget of a monkey. Really there's nothing else worth looking at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MezKjEdvI/AAAAAAAABNg/IxPTUfauJwc/s1600-h/P1000649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427715840265189106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MezKjEdvI/AAAAAAAABNg/IxPTUfauJwc/s400/P1000649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So don't go to Perth Zoo if you're there. Really a waste of time. Go to the Caversham Wildlife Park instead. It's a million times better. Will blog about that later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanted to eat fish and chips again so it's back to Fremantle. Here's a first family pic of us against the setting sun. Funny enough, the only time Aidan would stay still and smile at the camera is when we're all taking the picture together. I would say: "Aidan, Daddy and Mummy and Aidan take a picture" and he would co-operate. After which, he would say: "more, more". So cute :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MeyssRRJI/AAAAAAAABNY/WyJxdldqs8M/s1600-h/P1000659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427715832250713234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MeyssRRJI/AAAAAAAABNY/WyJxdldqs8M/s400/P1000659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2794829204934209469?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2794829204934209469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2794829204934209469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2794829204934209469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2794829204934209469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacation-in-wa-day03.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day03'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S1MfFGOQhkI/AAAAAAAABOQ/if-UtjkjvDQ/s72-c/P1000633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2496883216459483712</id><published>2010-01-09T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:58:14.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day02</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Day 2 in WA and we're going to Fremantle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is the house we stayed for the first 4 nights in Hilarys. How much does a house this big cost in Sg? During vacation is probably the only time we get to live in a landed bungalow. It feels very shiok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03eOkdPWsI/AAAAAAAABMw/BRcANUy2r2M/s1600-h/P1000541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426237467937168066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03eOkdPWsI/AAAAAAAABMw/BRcANUy2r2M/s400/P1000541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Our first stop! Brekkie at a very nice cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03eOGkEFFI/AAAAAAAABMo/fZSZtHuTCKk/s1600-h/P1000552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426237459912725586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03eOGkEFFI/AAAAAAAABMo/fZSZtHuTCKk/s400/P1000552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, we didn't know at that time that the portions are so huge and being the very greedy family that we are, we ordered 3 brekkie mains! When they came, I was thinking oh no...how to have fish and chips for lunch later? This is Aidan's pancake! Looks yummy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03eNtrc6MI/AAAAAAAABMg/8-wA1gtQ7q0/s1600-h/P1000553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426237453232826562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03eNtrc6MI/AAAAAAAABMg/8-wA1gtQ7q0/s400/P1000553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DH's usual brekkie...his favourite toast, eggs and sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03eNalmGRI/AAAAAAAABMY/LZrSf85WXEI/s1600-h/P1000554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426237448107989266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03eNalmGRI/AAAAAAAABMY/LZrSf85WXEI/s400/P1000554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look at my eggs benedict! I am not even a fan of eggs but this is the yummiest egg benny ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d1ki7h3I/AAAAAAAABMQ/3Cqj3GuBeDY/s1600-h/P1000555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426237038464305010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d1ki7h3I/AAAAAAAABMQ/3Cqj3GuBeDY/s400/P1000555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan forgoing the cutleries and just biting into his pancake. Smart kid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d1ZgscvI/AAAAAAAABMI/vvLHfFxY8Ks/s1600-h/P1000559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426237035502138098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d1ZgscvI/AAAAAAAABMI/vvLHfFxY8Ks/s400/P1000559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After breakfast, we went to the Fremantle market. This is quite disappointing. It's really small. I love the Victoria market in Melbourne and this in comparison is a peanut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d05ZOYoI/AAAAAAAABMA/-K_Q23mwv-E/s1600-h/P1000565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426237026880873090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d05ZOYoI/AAAAAAAABMA/-K_Q23mwv-E/s400/P1000565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While packing for our trip, I found this never used before hat and thought it's a good idea to bring it. But alas, it's too small for Aidan! I think it's meant to be for babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d0rZxx8I/AAAAAAAABL4/13vQXn5wI48/s1600-h/P1000575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426237023125096386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d0rZxx8I/AAAAAAAABL4/13vQXn5wI48/s400/P1000575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d0DZrpnI/AAAAAAAABLw/KE5myi7qWuA/s1600-h/P1000576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426237012387276402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03d0DZrpnI/AAAAAAAABLw/KE5myi7qWuA/s400/P1000576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426234781813287058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03byN3ZqJI/AAAAAAAABLg/ni9mAlX1n2E/s400/P1000583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is a cute picture of Aidan, however, I think it doesn't look like him at all. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426234782683716658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03byRG7XDI/AAAAAAAABLo/h552cJeExxY/s400/P1000582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oooh...this is my favourite beer ever! It tastes like honeyed caramel! Does anyone know where to get this in Sg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bxue2eLI/AAAAAAAABLY/WKQhb0b9xvY/s1600-h/P1000585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426234773388818610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bxue2eLI/AAAAAAAABLY/WKQhb0b9xvY/s400/P1000585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The famous Kallis fish and chips? Not very nice. Oysters weren't nice either. Sydney's fisherman's wharf still has the better oysters. I realised after that there are a few fish and chips restaurants there and all claimed to be the award winning one. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bxdu7WNI/AAAAAAAABLQ/dq0B_eKWIX4/s1600-h/P1000587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426234768892844242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bxdu7WNI/AAAAAAAABLQ/dq0B_eKWIX4/s400/P1000587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan's first time eating a squid. He likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bxIlVKYI/AAAAAAAABLI/XiSfujw9Hn4/s1600-h/P1000590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426234763215448450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bxIlVKYI/AAAAAAAABLI/XiSfujw9Hn4/s400/P1000590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He ate alot in WA. More than he does in Sg...I think he prefers western food. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bWubpkwI/AAAAAAAABLA/EVljOLn_u_g/s1600-h/P1000593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426234309518922498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bWubpkwI/AAAAAAAABLA/EVljOLn_u_g/s400/P1000593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or maybe he just like the chips...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bWZWtYsI/AAAAAAAABK4/y_vIm1VMfqQ/s1600-h/P1000595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426234303861056194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bWZWtYsI/AAAAAAAABK4/y_vIm1VMfqQ/s400/P1000595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Playground time. One of my favourite thing about WA is that there are playgrounds like this everywhere! You don't have to go too far or look hard to find one. It's so kids friendly over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bVhS2w2I/AAAAAAAABKo/lewW-7VkfDE/s1600-h/P1000599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426234288812508002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bVhS2w2I/AAAAAAAABKo/lewW-7VkfDE/s400/P1000599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bVBD2u-I/AAAAAAAABKg/D3Eww2yxsyU/s1600-h/P1000603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426234280159656930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03bVBD2u-I/AAAAAAAABKg/D3Eww2yxsyU/s400/P1000603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After doing so many things, it's still early. So off we go to the Aquarium that we didn't have time to go the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03aszcQW1I/AAAAAAAABKQ/L4NUGaTiwpU/s1600-h/P1000606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426233589309135698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03aszcQW1I/AAAAAAAABKQ/L4NUGaTiwpU/s400/P1000606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan loves playing on the travelator more than looking at the sea creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03asRNBYSI/AAAAAAAABKI/d9MTEWT8OY0/s1600-h/P1000608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426233580118434082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03asRNBYSI/AAAAAAAABKI/d9MTEWT8OY0/s400/P1000608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that's it! We finished touring the Acquarium in just 1 hour! We could've gone the day before l.a.h! Then I realised it's called the Aquarium of WA, which means they have mostly only sea creatures found in WA. Chey..... I've been to the one in Melbourne and compared to that one, this is peanut ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03ar0JiXZI/AAAAAAAABKA/wJOVkEn-s1Q/s1600-h/P1000607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426233572319190418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03ar0JiXZI/AAAAAAAABKA/wJOVkEn-s1Q/s400/P1000607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so.....it's STILL early! It's fantastic how one can do so many things and yet time seemed to past so slowly there.... is that why they say the pace of life is much slower in Oz?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we decided to go to the Whitford beach very near to the house. We like to go to the beach during the late evening when the sun is setting and so it's not too hot. I love this beach. Quiet with nice beach and there are no rip in the current.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at what Aidan is doing. Clinging on tightly to me like a Koala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03arcyGMcI/AAAAAAAABJ4/nfWHa0NYtOg/s1600-h/P1000613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426233566046859714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03arcyGMcI/AAAAAAAABJ4/nfWHa0NYtOg/s400/P1000613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We stayed in this position for some time much to the amusement of the family next to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z2p517cI/AAAAAAAABJw/dojIeB8nsRQ/s1600-h/P1000617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426232659035942338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z2p517cI/AAAAAAAABJw/dojIeB8nsRQ/s400/P1000617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After some time, I decided to just place him on the sand and walk away....he stood there not daring to move. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z1t87DYI/AAAAAAAABJo/3-tkntpygDY/s1600-h/P1000621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426232642942733698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z1t87DYI/AAAAAAAABJo/3-tkntpygDY/s400/P1000621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still at the same spot...does he look distressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z1Ikt3fI/AAAAAAAABJg/SVJas9plGIM/s1600-h/P1000622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426232632909094386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z1Ikt3fI/AAAAAAAABJg/SVJas9plGIM/s400/P1000622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;At last! We had to entice him by putting sea water into the can, pouring water on the sand and going back for more till he's no longer afraid hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z00VHWvI/AAAAAAAABJY/heCNmBlVZJ0/s1600-h/P1000625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426232627474946802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z00VHWvI/AAAAAAAABJY/heCNmBlVZJ0/s400/P1000625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He enjoyed it so much, he didnt want to leave. But it was too cold, he was shivering as the sun was setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z0ex1UlI/AAAAAAAABJQ/TOs0LXYIT5c/s1600-h/P1000629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426232621689819730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03Z0ex1UlI/AAAAAAAABJQ/TOs0LXYIT5c/s400/P1000629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's about all for day 2 :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2496883216459483712?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2496883216459483712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2496883216459483712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2496883216459483712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2496883216459483712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacation-in-wa-day02.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day02'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S03eOkdPWsI/AAAAAAAABMw/BRcANUy2r2M/s72-c/P1000541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-5309087838590363269</id><published>2010-01-08T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:58:44.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Vacation in WA- Day01</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wanted to finish writing all the entries of our recent vacation in Western Australia before posting but I realise I might never get it done. We're in the midst of moving out and there are like a million things to do. So I decide that I shall just write and post whenever I get the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Checking-in!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424415554567329330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S0dlNQQW1jI/AAAAAAAABJI/2nTXuw3uYlI/s400/P1000503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Our flight is about 1am so it's way past Aidan's bedtime. He fell asleep in his stroller when we were in the transit lounge waiting to board. So when we boarded the plane, he was half asleep, dead tired and really irritable. He'd never slept in another position other than lying down, so when I had to put him in a hugging position, sitting down when the plane was taking off, he was crying alot. But when the plane was in the air and he could finally sleep lying down in his seat, he slept through the flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We touched down in Perth really early as it was only a 4.5hr flight. Luckily, the owner of the house in Hilarys said we could check in early as no one was checking out that day. Neither myself nor DH slept on the plane so we were extremely groggy. I think on the way to Hilarys, DH actually dozed off for a bit while driving. I was fighting hard not to doze off myself so I could make sure that he stayed awake! Fortunately, we arrived safely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luckily Aidan was still tired despite sleeping on the plane and in the car and I could therefore catch a little nap. So all three of us had a nap before finally getting out of the house and seeing Perth!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our first meal. The Whitford Shopping center was just a 5min drive from our house. We were famished and so quickly decided on Nandos! (I heard they're coming to SG soon! YAY!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424415377452864098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S0dlC8c-kmI/AAAAAAAABJA/bnYAjKAXh-4/s400/P1000509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424415180086510098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S0dk3dNLAhI/AAAAAAAABI4/1jOsIOW53ro/s400/P1000511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424414972189917154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S0dkrWuwv-I/AAAAAAAABIw/nAvu5zoIkNw/s400/P1000510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After our meal, we wanted to go to the Aquarium but realised that it was already quite late and they were about to close. So we went to Hilarys Harbour and Sorento Boardwalk instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424414407960026594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S0dkKgz33eI/AAAAAAAABIo/DDMOcDvidHA/s400/P1000513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424414230812502690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S0dkAM4nKqI/AAAAAAAABIg/JZqCGMq8OwA/s400/P1000514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;In WA, there is practically sand everywhere you go. But Aidan doesn't like sand much as you can see here, probably because we don't bring him to any sandy places much in SG. Well, sand in SG just isn't very nice :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424413952940470194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S0djwBuwb7I/AAAAAAAABIY/bBymr882Gtw/s400/P1000520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So basically, it's a very chill first day in Perth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424413345123067378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S0djMpby5fI/AAAAAAAABII/yUgt7qJd8go/s400/P1000527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-5309087838590363269?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/5309087838590363269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=5309087838590363269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/5309087838590363269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/5309087838590363269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/12/vacation-in-wa-day01.html' title='Vacation in WA- Day01'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/S0dlNQQW1jI/AAAAAAAABJI/2nTXuw3uYlI/s72-c/P1000503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1411273823558515219</id><published>2010-01-01T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:00:20.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learning Tools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Mad about ABCs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still trying to upload pics and get the blog done on our recent vacation to Western Australia. More than 600++ pictures in 13days! The resizing of pics alone for easier uploading onto blogspot itself is a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is me wanting to put a small note about how obsessed Aidan is about the Alphabet. Since like 3 months or maybe more ago, he's taken a huge interest in the Alphabet. He can't recite the ABCs in order which was what I thought most kids do in the beginning. But this has to do with the fact that he has got speech delay and doesn't recite or repeat words. He still can't sing and many of his peers have already started singing, which means he can't sing the ABC song. But yah, whether he's at home or out, when he see words, he will start saying the letters. He can recognise all of them and pronounce most of them accurately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am constantly amazed by this hobby of his. For e.g. when I am reading a mag, he will come up to me, look at the cover and start to say whatever letters or numbers he sees on it. When we're out and he's in his stroller and terribly bored, he will see and say letters. They can be anywhere, billboards, signposts, paperbags or anything like STARBUCKS, ION ORCHARD, PRADA hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am writing this, at 11pm, Aidan is still up, sitting next to his daddy and doing his alphabet puzzle. AMAZING. I have to teach him phonics soooooon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1411273823558515219?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1411273823558515219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1411273823558515219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1411273823558515219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1411273823558515219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2010/01/mad-about-abcs.html' title='Mad about ABCs'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1583878595147032521</id><published>2009-12-25T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:09:42.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan through 3 X'mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It has become some sort of a tradition. To pose for pictures at the huge Christmas tree at Takashimaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Can't remember that Aidan was ever this tiny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrM-QrZFRI/AAAAAAAABHI/WdH12rFkyAg/s1600-h/P1020281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420870471494735122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrM-QrZFRI/AAAAAAAABHI/WdH12rFkyAg/s400/P1020281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrM-JbMWWI/AAAAAAAABHA/pARWln93ZKA/s1600-h/P1020284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420870469547743586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrM-JbMWWI/AAAAAAAABHA/pARWln93ZKA/s400/P1020284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And a year later, he's become this big!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrM9vDhmII/AAAAAAAABG4/aAb0WAMx38Y/s1600-h/P1030562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420870462469150850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrM9vDhmII/AAAAAAAABG4/aAb0WAMx38Y/s400/P1030562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;This is Aidan now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrM9MFyb2I/AAAAAAAABGw/UEyCxAYhqXA/s1600-h/P1000437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420870453083402082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrM9MFyb2I/AAAAAAAABGw/UEyCxAYhqXA/s400/P1000437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMD71dcDI/AAAAAAAABGo/XjjlmEZREds/s1600-h/P1000438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420869469467406386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMD71dcDI/AAAAAAAABGo/XjjlmEZREds/s400/P1000438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMDlS3vpI/AAAAAAAABGg/_sPOrxqWLFc/s1600-h/P1000440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420869463416749714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMDlS3vpI/AAAAAAAABGg/_sPOrxqWLFc/s400/P1000440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMDCgGMzI/AAAAAAAABGY/EF2BTE50AEE/s1600-h/P1000441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420869454076982066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMDCgGMzI/AAAAAAAABGY/EF2BTE50AEE/s400/P1000441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMC8cANdI/AAAAAAAABGQ/8UXIMmGlt98/s1600-h/P1000442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420869452449199570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMC8cANdI/AAAAAAAABGQ/8UXIMmGlt98/s400/P1000442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMCrOo-BI/AAAAAAAABGI/5FQaMXvR1jo/s1600-h/P1000443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420869447829747730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrMCrOo-BI/AAAAAAAABGI/5FQaMXvR1jo/s400/P1000443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I just just only realised, while writing this entry, that although the huge tree is the same every year, the decor is different every year! hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1583878595147032521?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1583878595147032521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1583878595147032521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1583878595147032521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1583878595147032521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/12/aidan-through-3-xmas.html' title='Aidan through 3 X&apos;mas'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SzrM-QrZFRI/AAAAAAAABHI/WdH12rFkyAg/s72-c/P1020281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2796324270144712610</id><published>2009-12-02T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:53:25.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan, an update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thank you to many of you who have expressed their support when I was so worried about Aidan. I think it's time to give you all an update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;About a month ago, I brought Aidan to see a child psychologist for a consultation to see if intervention was necessary. We did a checklist meant to detect autism in children. It's called an M-chat. The result was thankfully a negative. He saw no red flags that could determine autism although somethings were borderline negative, such as the lack of communication, eye contact and affection. However he said that he is very obviously behind in the terms of speech development and because I said Aidan forgets words he had learnt and used previously, he's worried that there might be some kind of cognitive problems. So he recommended going for speech therapy and structured lessons, which we have been attending for a month. I am happy that the therapist did not think that Aidan needs further seesions for structured learning and that he's fine in cognitive development. So he will only be going for speech therapy for now. I would have stopped that too because I think it's kinda kiasu on my part. Afterall, he's only 2 and many people reported that it's normal to have speech delays. But I have already paid for 10 sessions ($135 per hour!) and I do think that it's helping alot. Besides, he enjoys his sessions very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am also very happy to report that Aidan has gotten alot more affectionate these days. He hugs and kisses all the time. He does that not only to me but to all his teachers as well. He can call MaMa and PaPa perfectly now and it's music to my ears. Just last week, he held hands with his friends and walked together. He's blabbering alot which I hope is the beginning of mature speech. Now in his music class, he is also enjoying himself alot. He can now stay in class from beginning to the end without fussing. During story-telling time, he used to demand to go out of the room but now, he will go sit right in front of the teacher and laugh at the teacher when she makes animated sounds. The first time he did that, I almost cried for joy. Today, the teachers commented that Aidan is a very different boy from before. What an amazing transformation! All in all, I am delighted at the progress he has made. I look forward to seeing him grow and develop :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2796324270144712610?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2796324270144712610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2796324270144712610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2796324270144712610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2796324270144712610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/12/aidan-update.html' title='Aidan, an update'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-3501858171407553549</id><published>2009-12-01T23:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:27:51.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Role as a parent</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kahlil Gibran’s famous poem in The Prophet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Your children are not your children. They are sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They come through you but not from you. And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You may give them your love but not your thoughts. For they have their own thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You may house their bodies but not their souls. For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow. Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Not trying to seek justification for my relationship or the lack of, with my parents. But as I was reading this article posted on facebook by sgparents, I couldn't help but think how much I agree with this. I do not belong to anyone. My parents were merely the vessel for which I was carried into this world. It does not determine how I should feel towards them. That should be determined by how I was treated after I was born. Why am I indifferent towards them? Perhaps because they were the same way to me when I was growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is the main reason why I have chosen to be a SAHM. I told myself long ago that if I were to have children, I must not behave indifferently. Some people seemed to think I have to show my kids that I am close to my parents because if not, my kids will learn the same and in future treat me the same way. What hypocrisy! I will not put on a 'show' to tell my kids to treat me nice. I want to teach my kids to be honest with their feelings. I believe if they can feel my love now, I will be loved in return. As such, I will try my best to be present and involved in their growing up years and be as good a parent as I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But how can one be a good parent? It is afterall such a fine line between controlling and guiding, being critical and being constructive, doing too much/little and just enough, indulging and loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Read this article and hope to become a better parent.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://networkedblogs.com/p19384925"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://networkedblogs.com/p19384925&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-3501858171407553549?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/3501858171407553549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=3501858171407553549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3501858171407553549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3501858171407553549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/12/role-as-parent.html' title='Role as a parent'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-4707017620955579379</id><published>2009-11-15T23:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:03:45.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here's what greeted Aidan on the morning of his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqS4q5TRI/AAAAAAAABFA/Y-v10KdM9_c/s1600-h/P1000354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404366056782908690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqS4q5TRI/AAAAAAAABFA/Y-v10KdM9_c/s400/P1000354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here's the first thing Aidan did when he woke. Tearing open his presents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqSSRSUuI/AAAAAAAABE4/HNLQVGUHhwk/s1600-h/P1000358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404366046474949346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqSSRSUuI/AAAAAAAABE4/HNLQVGUHhwk/s400/P1000358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What's this? I can't wait to find out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqRzyS7yI/AAAAAAAABEw/JnzOjXu6bMg/s1600-h/P1000360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404366038291902242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqRzyS7yI/AAAAAAAABEw/JnzOjXu6bMg/s400/P1000360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ooooh......I think I saw....."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqRbtascI/AAAAAAAABEo/Rq8gZD5FfuE/s1600-h/P1000362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404366031828988354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqRbtascI/AAAAAAAABEo/Rq8gZD5FfuE/s400/P1000362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Thomas, my favourite steam engine! Thank you Aunty Miki" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqQ8z9U5I/AAAAAAAABEg/krO0yzzSnCM/s1600-h/P1000366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404366023534924690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqQ8z9U5I/AAAAAAAABEg/krO0yzzSnCM/s400/P1000366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Waaaah.....another Thomas present. Thank you Aunty Amanda" :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlPdYBeRI/AAAAAAAABEY/xgh_woGGOX4/s1600-h/P1000369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404360500358248722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlPdYBeRI/AAAAAAAABEY/xgh_woGGOX4/s400/P1000369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Trying to get to the Thomas stationery kit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlPF91SLI/AAAAAAAABEQ/iLIaTvsM8ng/s1600-h/P1000373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404360494074382514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlPF91SLI/AAAAAAAABEQ/iLIaTvsM8ng/s400/P1000373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A look of fierce concentration and determination. "&lt;strong&gt;I must rip this paper off to reveal my next present!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlOj4OQZI/AAAAAAAABEI/8K5vRzEMAiw/s1600-h/P1000381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404360484924047762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlOj4OQZI/AAAAAAAABEI/8K5vRzEMAiw/s400/P1000381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ooooh.....Another Thomas! Thank you Aunty Yuki" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlOAam_HI/AAAAAAAABEA/7fAw8NhyJ4A/s1600-h/P1000385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404360475404598386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlOAam_HI/AAAAAAAABEA/7fAw8NhyJ4A/s400/P1000385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Off to Gong Gong's house for lunch. Here's with Seth, his little cousin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlN2NaLbI/AAAAAAAABD4/DCtGUriOFSg/s1600-h/P1000399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404360472664878514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAlN2NaLbI/AAAAAAAABD4/DCtGUriOFSg/s400/P1000399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan's very affectionate these days and very fond of kissing. I hope this phase last :) On second thoughts, they will probably hate me for this photo when they grow up haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf9FrmVII/AAAAAAAABDw/Bxvv8Fh_BFk/s1600-h/P1000401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404354687202120834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf9FrmVII/AAAAAAAABDw/Bxvv8Fh_BFk/s400/P1000401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf8q6-y7I/AAAAAAAABDo/t7aKfMcdaTY/s1600-h/P1000406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404354680018881458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf8q6-y7I/AAAAAAAABDo/t7aKfMcdaTY/s400/P1000406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Birthday cake from Emicakes. This is Mango although they are famous for their durian cakes. Has anyone tried their durian cakes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf8BStppI/AAAAAAAABDg/NaDcJwj9CpE/s1600-h/P1000410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404354668844131986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf8BStppI/AAAAAAAABDg/NaDcJwj9CpE/s400/P1000410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf73x6fZI/AAAAAAAABDY/LZWMag8F4xw/s1600-h/P1000412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404354666290642322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf73x6fZI/AAAAAAAABDY/LZWMag8F4xw/s400/P1000412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three of us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf7bp68wI/AAAAAAAABDQ/75tYj-KEBaA/s1600-h/P1000414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404354658740925186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAf7bp68wI/AAAAAAAABDQ/75tYj-KEBaA/s400/P1000414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-4707017620955579379?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/4707017620955579379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=4707017620955579379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4707017620955579379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4707017620955579379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-2nd-birthday.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday!'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAqS4q5TRI/AAAAAAAABFA/Y-v10KdM9_c/s72-c/P1000354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-9004486715340389404</id><published>2009-11-15T22:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:36:25.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Our Kiddos are TWO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time flies. They're two. Here is the first birthday celebration of their playdates, Anri and Ranielle, the two girls in the middle. Both of their birthdays fall in September so they hosted the celebration together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404348289415187090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAaIsEVCpI/AAAAAAAABDI/odCueSjzs9A/s400/8422_144823774140_631479140_2782243_7172110_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then last week, Ryo, Grace and Aidan hosted theirs. Ryo's birthday is in late October, whereas Grace and Aidan's are in November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so difficult to get all 5 of them to look at the camera. Their respective mommies were all screaming their names all at the same time. Can you imagine the din we were causing in the restaurant? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAYs3x7-QI/AAAAAAAABC4/Z426-igJGB4/s1600-h/P1000253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404346712011307266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAYs3x7-QI/AAAAAAAABC4/Z426-igJGB4/s400/P1000253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAYsWlPzXI/AAAAAAAABCw/SWe2gALLI1o/s1600-h/P1000261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404346703099710834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAYsWlPzXI/AAAAAAAABCw/SWe2gALLI1o/s400/P1000261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grace, Ryo and Aidan, the birthday kids standing and leaning in, marveling at the ice cream cake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAYr-Ull5I/AAAAAAAABCo/GTk6FjN1w3Y/s1600-h/P1000264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404346696587384722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAYr-Ull5I/AAAAAAAABCo/GTk6FjN1w3Y/s400/P1000264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAYruerIkI/AAAAAAAABCg/XqSuAFjzO60/s1600-h/P1000268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404346692334723650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAYruerIkI/AAAAAAAABCg/XqSuAFjzO60/s400/P1000268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwASUlCv0-I/AAAAAAAABCY/jtxwaNewiVw/s1600-h/P1000269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404339697594913762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwASUlCv0-I/AAAAAAAABCY/jtxwaNewiVw/s400/P1000269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is like the best picture except for Aidan still looking down at the cake. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwASUFrjHdI/AAAAAAAABCQ/5slsHST1puc/s1600-h/P1000272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404339689176112594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwASUFrjHdI/AAAAAAAABCQ/5slsHST1puc/s400/P1000272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, they all went for water play. They were thrilled and sooo happy. Lovely to see kids playing and laughing with pure joy. You don't see Grace as she was "water-shy". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAST5XCRmI/AAAAAAAABCI/v4U1KDtUTMI/s1600-h/P1000274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404339685868848738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAST5XCRmI/AAAAAAAABCI/v4U1KDtUTMI/s400/P1000274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan kept trying to hold on to the water like it's solid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwASTY9ecyI/AAAAAAAABCA/hkAhn8s2wbc/s1600-h/P1000288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404339677171708706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwASTY9ecyI/AAAAAAAABCA/hkAhn8s2wbc/s400/P1000288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still holding on as the water retreated. Silly boy :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwASTKp9BOI/AAAAAAAABB4/24GbeMvphrc/s1600-h/P1000289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404339673331729634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwASTKp9BOI/AAAAAAAABB4/24GbeMvphrc/s400/P1000289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I made this (on behalf of the other 2 hosts as well) for everyone to take home. Forgot to take a picture of all the frames together. It's now on my fridge and I hope the others have theirs on their fridge too :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404690725544003058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwFRlGDmBfI/AAAAAAAABFI/Qpr29CtYD_M/s400/P1000418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-9004486715340389404?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/9004486715340389404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=9004486715340389404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/9004486715340389404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/9004486715340389404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-kiddos-are-two.html' title='Our Kiddos are TWO!'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAaIsEVCpI/AAAAAAAABDI/odCueSjzs9A/s72-c/8422_144823774140_631479140_2782243_7172110_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-6342831139271050768</id><published>2009-11-15T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:11:28.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan and Us at a wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Last month, we attended a wedding of a dear couple friend of ours at the Sentosa Amara Sactuary. It was a lovely wedding and a nice getaway from the main island. We even stayed over for the night, compliments from the wedding couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here are some nice shots of Us and Aidan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;All dressed up and ready to go to the ballroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAHc9P-t6I/AAAAAAAABBw/yKg4EbZfSEc/s1600-h/P1000036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404327746903914402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAHc9P-t6I/AAAAAAAABBw/yKg4EbZfSEc/s400/P1000036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Daddy looking smart in his No.1 uniform as it was going to be a military style march-in. He said it's his last chance wearing it. Good thing there's such a wonderful occasion for us to take nice pictures of him in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGNCkLG3I/AAAAAAAABBo/MZT1-ZZZ0qA/s1600-h/P1000053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404326373941255026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGNCkLG3I/AAAAAAAABBo/MZT1-ZZZ0qA/s400/P1000053.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice rare shot of Aidan not having his two fingers in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGMv_EKSI/AAAAAAAABBg/T8baf9pJsL0/s1600-h/P1000057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404326368953772322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGMv_EKSI/AAAAAAAABBg/T8baf9pJsL0/s400/P1000057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favourite shot with Aidan. Because he's leaning on my shoulders (he usually doesn't do that).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGMChH_7I/AAAAAAAABBY/DNLfn7yDwsE/s1600-h/P1000092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404326356748599218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGMChH_7I/AAAAAAAABBY/DNLfn7yDwsE/s400/P1000092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice candid shot of Aidan looking cute :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGLlCp4RI/AAAAAAAABBQ/OjxcQ1atSGs/s1600-h/P1000126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404326348836167954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGLlCp4RI/AAAAAAAABBQ/OjxcQ1atSGs/s400/P1000126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan, who hardly ever falls asleep anywhere other than in his cot or carseat, is knocked out here. I was very surprised he was pretty ok throughout the whole traditional chinese dinner and that we didn't have to return to the room early and miss dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGLRcanJI/AAAAAAAABBI/zJSguis-NgM/s1600-h/P1000138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404326343575510162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAGLRcanJI/AAAAAAAABBI/zJSguis-NgM/s400/P1000138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-6342831139271050768?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/6342831139271050768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=6342831139271050768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6342831139271050768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6342831139271050768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/11/aidan-and-us-at-wedding.html' title='Aidan and Us at a wedding'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SwAHc9P-t6I/AAAAAAAABBw/yKg4EbZfSEc/s72-c/P1000036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-6300233953409529796</id><published>2009-10-24T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:12:26.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Look of pure joy</title><content type='html'>Want to know what pure joy looks like? Watch this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8c98c4625ef7678" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8c98c4625ef7678%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331339463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D94E2E535686DE729FFE632FFF2996F885079E58.556D0723EC882622A2A3960E3552A969D903A7D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8c98c4625ef7678%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6jqZDB7FYStYdfCtfK5nZnNYYBc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8c98c4625ef7678%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331339463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D94E2E535686DE729FFE632FFF2996F885079E58.556D0723EC882622A2A3960E3552A969D903A7D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8c98c4625ef7678%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6jqZDB7FYStYdfCtfK5nZnNYYBc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-6300233953409529796?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e8c98c4625ef7678&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/6300233953409529796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=6300233953409529796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6300233953409529796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6300233953409529796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-of-pure-joy.html' title='Look of pure joy'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-3129643716238133777</id><published>2009-10-19T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:55:59.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Thank You playmates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just want to say thank you to Aidan's playmates. I am really grateful that Aidan has all of you to play with on a regular basis. For any child, especially so if Aidan is on the autistic spectrum, I think there is nothing more important than to have friends or siblings to play with. So I'm glad that Aidan gets to socialise and make friends at this age. So Thank YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-3129643716238133777?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/3129643716238133777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=3129643716238133777' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3129643716238133777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3129643716238133777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you-playmates.html' title='Thank You playmates'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1983028494769168932</id><published>2009-10-12T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:02:27.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>I'm an idiot. Literally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He's alive, he's laughing, he's happy, he's healthy otherwise. Isn't that all that matters? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1983028494769168932?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1983028494769168932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1983028494769168932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1983028494769168932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1983028494769168932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-idiot-literally.html' title='I&apos;m an idiot. Literally.'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-3719717187207234459</id><published>2009-10-09T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:08:05.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Worried sick. Literally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Something's been weighing heavily on my mind for weeks now and especially the last couple of weeks, I have been worrying so much that I got sick and my digestive system went wacko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Actually, I have had a nagging feeling about it for a few months based on my observation and a mother's instinct. As I read and found out more on the subject, talked to more people who have the experience, the more I think I could be right about my suspicions. I suspect, with good reason, that Aidan is on the Autistic spectrum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The austistic spectrum is a WIDE one. Thankfully, if he is, he's definitely on the mild side of the spectrum. Let me state the reasons why I feel that he has mild autism, all of which are signs usually present in autistic children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. Aidan has few hand, finger movements/gestures such as pointing or waving his arms wildly. He started pointing more only recently, which is kinda late and when he waves, it seems like alot of effort on his part. In the past, when he was given shakers in gym/music class, he could never shake them much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Even when really young, Aidan never really liked to be carried. He's always struggling to break free. He didn't even like cuddling in bed which is something really unusual for kids. Now, when asked for hugs, he will usually not come to you. But he's more into body contact now as he'll snuggle up to me in bed and likes to flop down right on top of me and just lay there. When watching tv on the sofa, he'll lay his head on my arm which feels really nice. One thing he had done only twice as far as I could remember, was resting his head on my shoulders when I carried him. It felt really good to me during those two times. It might seem insignificant and trivial to you but I'd give alot for my child to rest his head on my shoulders again. Sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. When he was younger, he could be left alone for long periods of time. He was also really non-fussy. I remembered a friend who has a DD saying that I must have alot of good karma to have such a good kid. I'm wondering so if that was a sign of autism, does it mean that I have bad karma then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. He has a high pain threshold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. He has little or no stranger anxiety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. He does not have strong eye contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. Does not like showing affection. When you want to kiss him, he will turn his head away. If you want to hug him, he'll run away. He behaves like a teen, feeling embarrassed when his mommy tries to kiss him in school but it's really unusual for a young toddler to behave this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;8. He is really extreme when he dislike something. Will scream and want to be removed immediately. For e.g. when sitting down in a circle for songs or story telling, other kids will enjoy this activity. Even when they don't they just appear bored and walk around the room. Aidan will however, scream, cry and throw a tantrum wanting to get away from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;9. Late speech development. He doesn't even call me or his daddy. He has about 6 words in his vocab. The most telling sign is that he will forget words learnt before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. When asked questions like where is the cow, dog, cat, pig in picture books, he will not point to them. I like to think he knows them but it's a problem when he doesnt want to show you. Or maybe he really doesn't know and that would mean something is wrong with his IQ :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;11. He has never pointed to his nose! Unlike other kids, when you ask him something like where're your ears, he'll not show you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;12. Instead of pointing or telling me what he wants, he'll tug at my hands, wanting me to go with him to what he wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you're familiar with autistic children, you'll recognise that these are symptoms present. I have made an appointment, as recommended by his paediatrician to see the developmental paed at KKH but the earliest appointment I could get is in Jan. The long wait is killing me! I hope that if there's a need for early intervention, I'd like to do so asap. I think I need help too. I'm worried sick. Literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-3719717187207234459?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/3719717187207234459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=3719717187207234459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3719717187207234459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3719717187207234459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/10/worried-sick-literally.html' title='Worried sick. Literally.'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7679927025967882311</id><published>2009-09-26T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:01:49.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learning Tools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><title type='text'>DIY Wall Charts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The very hardly creative or innovative me suddenly had an idea to create my own learning wall charts. Maybe the idea was born out of me being stingy and unwilling to spend $60 on something that I don't know how long Aidan will use it for. (Yes, kids' learning tools are expensive! It's a very lucrative market as parents are really willing to spend.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is an Alphabet chart from&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Growing Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.growingfun.com/"&gt;http://www.growingfun.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr40BkJDuLI/AAAAAAAABAA/ee5WRXvAndE/s1600-h/806_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385799405867874482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr40BkJDuLI/AAAAAAAABAA/ee5WRXvAndE/s400/806_1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are materials that I found in Daiso, the store that has everything for $2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanging Pockets. There are many sizes and different number of pockets on each piece. I chose this and hence I need 4 pieces for the 26 alphabets. Cost: 4 x $2 = $8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385799109673960578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4zwUu7RII/AAAAAAAAA_o/0zzt4AZYgVA/s400/IMG_0602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I found this alphabet puzzle. Perfect! Cost: $2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385799103247312658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4zv8ysZxI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ZRhByrenIQk/s400/IMG_0603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Staple or glue all the 4 pieces of the pockets to form a long wall chart. Then stick the alphabets on each pocket and there you have it! Total cost: $10 :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385799092161809762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4zvTftDWI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/SIdK2Ubw-rI/s400/IMG_0605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok. I know you will think but this wall chart doesn't have the cute little felt objects to represent each alphabet. Well, I think right now, Aidan is still too young to know that those objects represent the first letter of their names. Right now, my goal is to let him get to know the alphabets first. When he knows his alphabets, then I will find cards (recycle those flash cards!) with pictures of those objects. E.g Apple for A, Ball for B.... for him to match and slot into those pockets :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another of my creation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number Chart from Growing Fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385799404490202114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr40BfAmHAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/hmW0CvrPC_o/s400/810_1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;My own number chart :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385799115548513122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4zwqnh02I/AAAAAAAAA_w/hKXJSBdVM9Y/s400/IMG_0633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heehee...I'm feeling very proud of myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7679927025967882311?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7679927025967882311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7679927025967882311' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7679927025967882311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7679927025967882311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/09/diy-wall-charts.html' title='DIY Wall Charts'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr40BkJDuLI/AAAAAAAABAA/ee5WRXvAndE/s72-c/806_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7010055828053547464</id><published>2009-09-26T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:30:39.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>At the Botanic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another update from June. We had just bought Aidan the tricycle with a push handle.  In futre it can be taken out and converted in to a tricycle. He was the envy of kids at the Botanic Gardens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jlkP12xI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/k6pYbOfUnug/s1600-h/IMG_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385781332673944338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jlkP12xI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/k6pYbOfUnug/s400/IMG_0430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jlfwSFaI/AAAAAAAAA_I/WF1dVHchowA/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385781331467834786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jlfwSFaI/AAAAAAAAA_I/WF1dVHchowA/s400/IMG_0432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jk-j_h2I/AAAAAAAAA_A/cDpXjDOyyqA/s1600-h/IMG_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385781322557917026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jk-j_h2I/AAAAAAAAA_A/cDpXjDOyyqA/s400/IMG_0433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does this look like some lost and forgotten garden? Very romantic and mysterious at the same time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jkfdS2iI/AAAAAAAAA-4/olp8yeR18JY/s1600-h/IMG_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385781314208324130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jkfdS2iI/AAAAAAAAA-4/olp8yeR18JY/s400/IMG_0436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to take back view shots. Just look at the banner of this blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy and Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jjzVl3dI/AAAAAAAAA-w/i6dQQkCZsis/s1600-h/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385781302364855762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jjzVl3dI/AAAAAAAAA-w/i6dQQkCZsis/s400/IMG_0443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i62O6ESI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZYWRu-NowSk/s1600-h/IMG_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385780598767489314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i62O6ESI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZYWRu-NowSk/s400/IMG_0440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANANAS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i6UpTnbI/AAAAAAAAA-g/HiR3aB49MGI/s1600-h/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385780589751410098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i6UpTnbI/AAAAAAAAA-g/HiR3aB49MGI/s400/IMG_0448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then we saw this Enormous St Benard? Pls correct me if I'm wrong. Aidan's there for comparison.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i6LdfjtI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/o2xrXrKfRVM/s1600-h/IMG_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385780587285941970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i6LdfjtI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/o2xrXrKfRVM/s400/IMG_0451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's afraid to go near haha. Had to drag him there so I could snap a picture.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i5sRnCZI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/W4nm0jgzKnY/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385780578914601362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i5sRnCZI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/W4nm0jgzKnY/s400/IMG_0453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drinking water out of a bag. Gosh, it drools ALOT too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i5KpIaNI/AAAAAAAAA-I/r6HdrLkdYuM/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385780569886451922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4i5KpIaNI/AAAAAAAAA-I/r6HdrLkdYuM/s400/IMG_0454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7010055828053547464?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7010055828053547464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7010055828053547464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7010055828053547464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7010055828053547464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-botanic.html' title='At the Botanic'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4jlkP12xI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/k6pYbOfUnug/s72-c/IMG_0430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7390182120072447556</id><published>2009-09-26T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:10:38.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>3 playmates outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This very terrible mama has been uploading pictures from many months back. Trying to recall when this was. I think Shunske, Ryoske's brother was only perhaps 2 months old? Now he's almost 6 months! Ok, which means this was in June. Yikes....terrible mama I am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had the car and brought them all to Changi Airport. As you might already know is one of my favourite place to bring Aidan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So cute right? Aidan and Anri on their first date. You can't see it but the 'real' wheel is in front of Aidan. hee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4fZ9St4bI/AAAAAAAAA-A/W1GFhilwTmI/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388761284953773858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Ssi51nkMFyI/AAAAAAAABBA/McNO7l4y5EM/s400/IMG_0493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hmm...where should we go for dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388760374520507298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Ssi5An7-66I/AAAAAAAABA4/R7p_DnBMOU0/s400/IMG_0494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4fLBmSywI/AAAAAAAAA9w/oTWmF5HJMG4/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Let's go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388760364081481122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Ssi5ABDIBaI/AAAAAAAABAw/6vDSlxGexsU/s400/IMG_0496.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4fKnz4oYI/AAAAAAAAA9o/2qVrqF615n8/s1600-h/IMG_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryo and Aidan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388760356398390658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Ssi4_kbVXYI/AAAAAAAABAo/eqvMYOyiJAM/s400/IMG_0501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just a split second too late in getting a shot of them all sitting down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388760350720020242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Ssi4_PRgTxI/AAAAAAAABAg/LauJ1DzwEDI/s400/IMG_0504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sr4fJ6kMP7I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/sILnqY_Uw1o/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children...*shakes head* When one does something, the rest will follow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388760342905342178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Ssi4-yKVyOI/AAAAAAAABAY/jy2ZbVEki-o/s400/IMG_0507.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sadly, Anri has left Aidan for Ryoske. Anri used to only allow Aidan to share a seat with her or touch her. But at the last playdate, Anri and Ryoske were very happy holding hands and walking all over Vivocity! Just look at these two! Hehehe...so sweeeeet and cuteeeee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388758632559173682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Ssi3bOoCYDI/AAAAAAAABAI/5PK3OkFamUs/s400/8434_1233026871372_1400178124_30693774_5949649_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388758633173150530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Ssi3bQ6a60I/AAAAAAAABAQ/1iH-fdscUjU/s400/7527_139236152719_628232719_2421667_8297536_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7390182120072447556?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7390182120072447556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7390182120072447556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7390182120072447556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7390182120072447556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-playmates-outing.html' title='3 playmates outing'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Ssi51nkMFyI/AAAAAAAABBA/McNO7l4y5EM/s72-c/IMG_0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-8908011209662084752</id><published>2009-08-21T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:30:26.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>A Staycation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow...these pics are old too. Taken in May. I remembered we stayed at the Fairmont on our anniversary. SIXTH year anniversary to be exact! Time flies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFhRz5Xq-I/AAAAAAAAA1A/09HHWZ2q2Us/s1600-h/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332650392399883234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFhRz5Xq-I/AAAAAAAAA1A/09HHWZ2q2Us/s400/IMG_0275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFhRsxWasI/AAAAAAAAA04/SllaVm2M9aI/s1600-h/IMG_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332650390487198402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFhRsxWasI/AAAAAAAAA04/SllaVm2M9aI/s400/IMG_0276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Don't you just love room service and in-room dining? This is my favourite part of a hotel stay. All tucking in after the swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFhRb-OxOI/AAAAAAAAA0o/tSNH6iGo89s/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332650385977820386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFhRb-OxOI/AAAAAAAAA0o/tSNH6iGo89s/s400/IMG_0300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Aidan loves only the fries. Do you know anyone who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFhRIVpevI/AAAAAAAAA0g/m2aBEXoQzKA/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332650380707330802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFhRIVpevI/AAAAAAAAA0g/m2aBEXoQzKA/s400/IMG_0303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just realise that we have no family pic on our anniversary! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-8908011209662084752?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/8908011209662084752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=8908011209662084752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8908011209662084752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8908011209662084752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/05/staycation.html' title='A Staycation'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFhRz5Xq-I/AAAAAAAAA1A/09HHWZ2q2Us/s72-c/IMG_0275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7745528723730081566</id><published>2009-08-17T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:47:08.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Aidan with Honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These pics were from around April. Too long! Introducing Aidan and Honey. She's a real sweet dog just like her name.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Aidan playing a game of tag with Honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFqRdO87jI/AAAAAAAAA14/4Rf3QUT6Xp4/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332660281921039922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFqRdO87jI/AAAAAAAAA14/4Rf3QUT6Xp4/s400/IMG_0160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan trying to feed Honey some cracker but the wrapper is still on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFqREDf6AI/AAAAAAAAA1w/vOUjiV2bDxM/s1600-h/IMG_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332660275162114050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFqREDf6AI/AAAAAAAAA1w/vOUjiV2bDxM/s400/IMG_0163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFppU83mOI/AAAAAAAAA1o/7VQ0OrTyYHA/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332659592502941922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFppU83mOI/AAAAAAAAA1o/7VQ0OrTyYHA/s400/IMG_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Trying to make Aidan embrace Honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFppI-A_eI/AAAAAAAAA1g/YxkN0XsgLeg/s1600-h/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332659589286526434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFppI-A_eI/AAAAAAAAA1g/YxkN0XsgLeg/s400/IMG_0167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Honey, I'm bored. Let's play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFpoxHzG-I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/KZJikK_rXuk/s1600-h/IMG_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332659582885108706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFpoxHzG-I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/KZJikK_rXuk/s400/IMG_0174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're not playing? I'll pull your ears then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFpoyEILyI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ZP64pH15OYA/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332659583138148130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFpoyEILyI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ZP64pH15OYA/s400/IMG_0180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan is terrified of this dog, Cookie because she pounced on him the moment they met and he fell over backwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFpohoOH_I/AAAAAAAAA1I/c8cWPy_aHyc/s1600-h/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332659578726129650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFpohoOH_I/AAAAAAAAA1I/c8cWPy_aHyc/s400/IMG_0181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7745528723730081566?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7745528723730081566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7745528723730081566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7745528723730081566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7745528723730081566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/05/aidan-with-honey.html' title='Aidan with Honey'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFqRdO87jI/AAAAAAAAA14/4Rf3QUT6Xp4/s72-c/IMG_0160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7195232983921430792</id><published>2009-08-05T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:13:12.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>It pays to be cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aidan did it again! This time it was at Coffee Club, Paragon. All he did was smile, flirt and covered his eyes to play peekaboo with the restaurant manager and there came a plate of strawberry ice-cream with whip cream and a banana on the house! Very clever boy, he knows to pick the right person to put his charms on, hehehe...Daddy and Mommy get to enjoy the free dessert too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SnhcaBXlv6I/AAAAAAAAA9I/109I5efh4E8/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366140558125678498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SnhcaBXlv6I/AAAAAAAAA9I/109I5efh4E8/s400/IMG_0554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SnhcZ636gfI/AAAAAAAAA9A/1LbkP6qgW8M/s1600-h/IMG_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366140556382208498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SnhcZ636gfI/AAAAAAAAA9A/1LbkP6qgW8M/s400/IMG_0555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SnhcZkPXuTI/AAAAAAAAA84/BnrKX-HWZWo/s1600-h/IMG_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366140550306576690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SnhcZkPXuTI/AAAAAAAAA84/BnrKX-HWZWo/s400/IMG_0556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SnhcZKuVBwI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Qxj5q_G_ezc/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366140543457101570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SnhcZKuVBwI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Qxj5q_G_ezc/s400/IMG_0557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7195232983921430792?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7195232983921430792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7195232983921430792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7195232983921430792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7195232983921430792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-pays-to-be-cute.html' title='It pays to be cute!'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SnhcaBXlv6I/AAAAAAAAA9I/109I5efh4E8/s72-c/IMG_0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-4163058459871550276</id><published>2009-08-02T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:25:56.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up with Blogspot?</title><content type='html'>Had been wanting to post somethings but it doesn't allow me to load pictures. The option to add image isn't there. What's the problem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-4163058459871550276?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/4163058459871550276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=4163058459871550276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4163058459871550276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4163058459871550276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-up-with-blogspot.html' title='What&apos;s up with Blogspot?'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2512216694159249321</id><published>2009-07-01T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:39:19.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan misses his Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my books, there are two types of Daddies. The Present ones and the Absent ones. The Present ones are those who are involved in their child's life on a daily basis. So when they're not around, their absence are truly felt and they are sorely missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tonight, as always when Daddy is on his work trip, Aidan has trouble going to sleep. Every night, it is Daddy who gives him his bath, dries and dresses him and then tucks him to bed. So when I put him to bed, it's not the same. He misses his Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;At first, he didn't want to be put to bed. So I carried him to my bed, sang him songs, patted him and tried to make him sleep. I even pretended to sleep. But Aidan was too restless. So after a futile attempt, I put him back into his cot expecting him to protest but to my surprise, he didn't. I thought he'd finally fallen asleep. However, after 10mins, he started screaming. When I went to him, he was standing up so I carried him back to my bed again. This is when daddy called. I put him on speaker and let him talk to Aidan. Then I told Aidan to say goodbye to Daddy, which he did by opening and closing his fist (he still hasn't started speaking and this is his version of a goodbye wave) and Daddy gave him a kiss through the phone. And guess what? After I hung up, Aidan immediately turned around so that I was spooning him, and let me cuddle him to sleep! He fell asleep soon after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now Daddy, if you're reading this, this is evidence that Aidan does miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2512216694159249321?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2512216694159249321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2512216694159249321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2512216694159249321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2512216694159249321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/07/aidan-misses-his-daddy.html' title='Aidan misses his Daddy'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-8028421133386952597</id><published>2009-06-15T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:37:25.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Cry Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am sure all of you know what a cry baby is. Well, I am a cry mommy. Aidan tripped while he was running and bit his lips. I didn't see it happen and rushed out then saw blood all down the front of his tee and more blood oozing out of his lips. I was at a complete loss! I didnt know how to handle situation with blood! So I did the only thing dumb thing I know how, which was to cradle him and cry. Sigh.....useless me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, he got over it pretty quickly. Luckily, no stitches was needed even though I thought the cut was pretty deep. It clotted fast, I went to get him juice and he stopped crying to sip his juice. As for me, everytime I see his lips, I wanted to cry. USELESS ME! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures taken a few hours after the accident. You can see how deep the cut is!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SjX2VD6awaI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/p58IILWNWf8/s1600-h/IMG_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347450974260347298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SjX2VD6awaI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/p58IILWNWf8/s400/IMG_0466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But he could still smile and pose for camera, haha....this is how he smiles when asked. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SjX2U5q_gQI/AAAAAAAAA7I/n5Rv7VFdflU/s1600-h/IMG_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347450971511292162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SjX2U5q_gQI/AAAAAAAAA7I/n5Rv7VFdflU/s400/IMG_0467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SjX2UrVhAwI/AAAAAAAAA7A/0oRUx6RI3-4/s1600-h/IMG_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347450967663117058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SjX2UrVhAwI/AAAAAAAAA7A/0oRUx6RI3-4/s400/IMG_0465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-8028421133386952597?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/8028421133386952597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=8028421133386952597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8028421133386952597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8028421133386952597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/06/cry-mommy.html' title='Cry Mommy'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SjX2VD6awaI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/p58IILWNWf8/s72-c/IMG_0466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-648969070711134575</id><published>2009-05-20T16:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:08:24.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sickness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><title type='text'>Facts you should know about HFMD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think most of you would have heard of HFMD or Hand, foot and mouth disease by now. It regularly makes it to the front page of our local news and daycare centers by the dozens are ordered to close at the height of the spread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Recently, my boy contracted this virus and was down with high fever for 3 days with ulcers in the throat. Subsequently, hb and I also caught the virus and went down together. Thankfully, our high fever last only 2 days but in those two days, my headache and fever were so severe, I thought my head was going to split and my body combust. It was horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some facts of HMFD that I never knew before now and thought I should share:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Yes, sadly adults can get this too. But on the bright side, we'll develop immunity from it. But like flu, it's not from all strains of this virus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.Blisters might only be present in the mouth, in our case, the throat. So checking of hands and feet might not work. High fever will be present in all cases.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. (I'm going to write this in my own words so it's not clinical at all ) The virus spreads through saliva contact, such as sharing of cutleries, food and kissing. It is also present in the fecal matter so washing of hands thoroughly after each toilet visit is essential.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. This virus is most infectious (i.e present in big amount) when the symptoms are present. However, as symptoms disappear, the virus continue to be present, in small amount, in our saliva and fecal matter for about 3-4 weeks. Now most people think their kids have recovered, no fever no symptoms, and sent them back to daycare but actually, it's not totally safe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. It is unlikely to spread between adults because we do not exchange saliva, unless we share food or kiss. It's unlikely you'll touch my fecal matter, I hope not, either. So when adults recover from symptoms, it's safe for them to return to work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. As it is a viral disease, antibiotics does not work. You can only boost your immunity and let your body fight it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some friends who were with us did not contract HFMD as the gym does check everyone before allowing anybody in. I can only conclude this, someone who had HFMD recently but recovered from symptoms was there in the gym. Only Aidan contracted it because he still has the habit of putting things in his mouth and sucking his fingers. So for our next one, you can be sure I'm gonna force the pacifier on her instead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lastly, I want to conclude by saying, virus is everywhere and no one is totally immune. We can't be obsessively paranoid. You decide what is best for you and your kid. You might want to hide them someplace where no virus can get to them but that's not very healthy for their well being either. Anyway, if they aren't exposed to these virus, chances are they'll get them later when they go to school anyway. Just adopt good hygiene, no sharing of food and utensils and wash your hands regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-648969070711134575?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/648969070711134575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=648969070711134575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/648969070711134575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/648969070711134575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/05/facts-you-should-know-about-hfmd.html' title='Facts you should know about HFMD'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-3789558336285814271</id><published>2009-05-17T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:51:07.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan's first happy meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think we hit a milestone. It's a sure sign that our boy's all grown up. His first Macdonald's Happy Meal! Daddy brought him to the new Sengkang pool and got him hotcakes happy meal after swimming and got the box to show for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;He doesn't look that happy with his happy box here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtpyEHdfI/AAAAAAAAA2g/NQ6HF0lFocE/s1600-h/IMG_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332663998364481010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtpyEHdfI/AAAAAAAAA2g/NQ6HF0lFocE/s400/IMG_0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Now, this is much more fun than any happy meal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtp2MNcAI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/SXPGP3LrXLQ/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332663999472168962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtp2MNcAI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/SXPGP3LrXLQ/s400/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtpjihGLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/DCbTuoMqjLs/s1600-h/IMG_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332663994465458354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtpjihGLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/DCbTuoMqjLs/s400/IMG_0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan loves to climb stairs, ladders, anything that can exercise his legs muscles. He literally gravitates towards any stairs or escalator.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtpeqt9-I/AAAAAAAAA2I/WZwbb9VLOgg/s1600-h/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332663993157679074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtpeqt9-I/AAAAAAAAA2I/WZwbb9VLOgg/s400/IMG_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtpBm_jnI/AAAAAAAAA2A/C1Dl09d8Ue8/s1600-h/IMG_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332663985357426290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtpBm_jnI/AAAAAAAAA2A/C1Dl09d8Ue8/s400/IMG_0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-3789558336285814271?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/3789558336285814271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=3789558336285814271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3789558336285814271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3789558336285814271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/05/aidans-first-happy-meal.html' title='Aidan&apos;s first happy meal'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgFtpyEHdfI/AAAAAAAAA2g/NQ6HF0lFocE/s72-c/IMG_0238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-370310201958542157</id><published>2009-05-08T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:14:39.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan in Toy Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is where we go almost every week during Aidan's playdate. When we went there for the first time, even I felt tremendously excited. Their kitchen sets are so fun! The toy toaster, microwave, kettle actually produce sounds, rotate almost like the real thing! So this deprived mommy had loads of fun exploring hehehe....but now mostly it's like a relax and chit chat session for the mommies while our kids go play in the safe, well padded environment =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQtZvEdOEI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Km2RzYMgSkQ/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333437778868648002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQtZvEdOEI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Km2RzYMgSkQ/s400/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQtZnMhLsI/AAAAAAAAA3g/tsNAZ5jqgVM/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333437776754978498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQtZnMhLsI/AAAAAAAAA3g/tsNAZ5jqgVM/s400/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQtZQbQFXI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/A_SVcWTsskA/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333437770642756978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQtZQbQFXI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/A_SVcWTsskA/s400/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333437766808943746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQtZCJMvII/AAAAAAAAA3Q/awipHg0OqBA/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333427360785640770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQj7Ur6LUI/AAAAAAAAA3I/aNHbiJTos3w/s400/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333427361214572690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQj7WSLKJI/AAAAAAAAA3A/uyGtc_BUjgY/s400/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333427355957520674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQj7Csy6SI/AAAAAAAAA24/rYa1BL4ePkY/s400/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333427354557249058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQj69e8diI/AAAAAAAAA2w/__HkD4phJvo/s400/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333427350894533954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQj6v1r3UI/AAAAAAAAA2o/i3pgMxhBD8M/s400/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-370310201958542157?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/370310201958542157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=370310201958542157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/370310201958542157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/370310201958542157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/05/aidan-in-toy-town.html' title='Aidan in Toy Town'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SgQtZvEdOEI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Km2RzYMgSkQ/s72-c/IMG_0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1902133390811767330</id><published>2009-04-08T22:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:48:19.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>A day at Ranielle's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had our weekly session at Ranielle's (the girl in the background) place. Don't know why didn't take pictures when they came over to our place the last time but here are our cute babes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sleeping beauties from the previous post :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdzLMJkOxCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/csQHMyKvPEg/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322352269231834146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdzLMJkOxCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/csQHMyKvPEg/s400/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan the sweeper. His favourite toy/prop/activity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324357800481735570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SePrNbrLQ5I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/sn4TPCl6Jww/s400/n581510636_6449645_5625452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy515udmAI/AAAAAAAAA0A/321C8uRsP2w/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Child slavery! LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324356875129980882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SePqXkeIB9I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/sJr9o2_hWPQ/s400/n581510636_6449644_5446920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan n Ranielle rolling in the balls filled pen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy51jW8vWI/AAAAAAAAAz4/9nFshbyng08/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322333189320785250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy51jW8vWI/AAAAAAAAAz4/9nFshbyng08/s400/IMG_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan n Ranielle in a wrestling match&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy51YRnvKI/AAAAAAAAAzw/gGQLTeygQGk/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322333186345647266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy51YRnvKI/AAAAAAAAAzw/gGQLTeygQGk/s400/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the first time the very clever Ayra joined them. We were all very impressed by the amount of words Ayra knows and can say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy51DZanUI/AAAAAAAAAzo/6DaUNg1zHlA/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322333180741197122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy51DZanUI/AAAAAAAAAzo/6DaUNg1zHlA/s400/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I love little girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy508g_AwI/AAAAAAAAAzg/QwEak1R65CE/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322333178893894402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy508g_AwI/AAAAAAAAAzg/QwEak1R65CE/s400/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1902133390811767330?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1902133390811767330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1902133390811767330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1902133390811767330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1902133390811767330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-at-ranielles.html' title='A day at Ranielle&apos;s'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdzLMJkOxCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/csQHMyKvPEg/s72-c/IMG_0129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7060593489292605471</id><published>2009-04-08T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:38:37.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hehe....tired out by their weekly play session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy2YzHQT9I/AAAAAAAAAzY/UfQhJpFoYzY/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322329396798836690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy2YzHQT9I/AAAAAAAAAzY/UfQhJpFoYzY/s400/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7060593489292605471?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7060593489292605471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7060593489292605471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7060593489292605471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7060593489292605471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleeping-beauties.html' title='Sleeping Beauties'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/Sdy2YzHQT9I/AAAAAAAAAzY/UfQhJpFoYzY/s72-c/IMG_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1952421595399379406</id><published>2009-04-04T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:58:33.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Buono Pizza Bar &amp; Italian Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nowadays when we eat out, we'll have to think of places that are not only baby friendly in terms of service and ambience but also if they serve baby friendly food which in my terms translate to non spicy, non fried and easily chewable. You may be surprised that Italian and Japanese cuisine are very baby friendly in those aspects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On this weekday, we went to Buono Pizza Bar &amp;amp; Italian Restaurant nestled among the private estate of Serangoon Gardens. Their menu has a great selection but unfortunately we had to order with Aidan in mind such is the case whenever I did not bring out home cooked food for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cream of Broccoli. Mainly for Aidan. We dipped the bread in this and he loved it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZC7C9bVUI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/hTrPqY1bMx4/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320513591959049538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZC7C9bVUI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/hTrPqY1bMx4/s400/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some type of Fish Carpaccio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZC6zBaJ8I/AAAAAAAAAzI/NfW9JemBlwE/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320513587680782274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZC6zBaJ8I/AAAAAAAAAzI/NfW9JemBlwE/s400/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Penne with lotsa of vegetables in it. I know how it sounds but it's actually quite yummy and Aidan loves it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCHUzdqxI/AAAAAAAAAzA/KZf277iRxfI/s1600-h/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320512703395900178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCHUzdqxI/AAAAAAAAAzA/KZf277iRxfI/s400/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think this was Spicy Peperroni Pizza. Thumbs up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCHM8d9QI/AAAAAAAAAy4/G-xIckFXLIU/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320512701286184194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCHM8d9QI/AAAAAAAAAy4/G-xIckFXLIU/s400/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cut each penne into two and laid it out for Aidan to feed himself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCG8p73wI/AAAAAAAAAyw/1kye7-zfgCw/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320512696913485570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCG8p73wI/AAAAAAAAAyw/1kye7-zfgCw/s400/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoying his penne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCG878hZI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Jz7PqQSw5cQ/s1600-h/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320512696989025682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCG878hZI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Jz7PqQSw5cQ/s400/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind owner offered Aidan a scoop of ice cream. Being cute and adorable is so useful! :P Of course we couldn't resist and accepted it graciously hahaha.... it was the most yummy vanilla ice cream I ever had!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCGmZskXI/AAAAAAAAAyg/zQ5Vh9Tjqms/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320512690939793778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZCGmZskXI/AAAAAAAAAyg/zQ5Vh9Tjqms/s400/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1952421595399379406?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1952421595399379406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1952421595399379406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1952421595399379406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1952421595399379406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/04/buono-pizza-bar-italian-restaurant.html' title='Buono Pizza Bar &amp; Italian Restaurant'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SdZC7C9bVUI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/hTrPqY1bMx4/s72-c/IMG_0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1864340163774249938</id><published>2009-03-19T22:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:07:48.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan at the Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DH was away for the week on a work trip yet again. It was hard work for me. Not sure if Aidan could feel the absence of his daddy but he tended to have sleep irregularities whenever DH's away. This time was no exception. He refused to settle after his bedtime milk and kept crying. On the first night, he slept with me! Yes, for the very first time my baby and me slept together. After the fifth night, I couldn't deal with him not wanting to go to bed anymore, as I had to wait for him to sleep before I could have my dinner, wash up, shower and have my 'me' time before I go to bed. So I consulted some books and had that sorted out today haha. Yes, I am a cruel mom who doesn't believe in getting bullied by my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, the only great thing about having DH going away is that I get to use his car! Yes, the convenience of having a car at one's disposal. How I am going to miss it next week! I was able to go anywhere and anytime I wanted. On this blazing hot day, I brought Aidan to the airport for a cooling, relaxing and chilled afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Our new airport terminal 3 is so child-friendly! After lunch, I spotted some rides and sat Aidan down to take pictures. Aidan hasn't had his first ride yet because I don't think he is ready for that so it's just picture taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJe9EmBdHI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ZH_fKC_JFjg/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314914913548858482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJe9EmBdHI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ZH_fKC_JFjg/s400/IMG_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJe8zihO-I/AAAAAAAAAxw/jLirRVxJOoo/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314914908970761186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJe8zihO-I/AAAAAAAAAxw/jLirRVxJOoo/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Aidan's afraid of the purple dinosaur and scrambled to get down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314913966729376978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJeF9aqtNI/AAAAAAAAAxY/rzLPMe4vV0A/s400/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, we walked down and saw a small children's playground!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJe8vnmWuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/_opBqm12Ifo/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314914907918326498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJe8vnmWuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/_opBqm12Ifo/s400/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315300577542777282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScO9tq7dqcI/AAAAAAAAAyA/fvz8nraNLas/s400/IMG_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Went up to the arrival hall. Huge and spacious for Aidan to roam about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJeFIaaWhI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7q5EEYt5oFY/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314913952501226002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJeFIaaWhI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7q5EEYt5oFY/s400/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314913909575935874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJeCogOZ4I/AAAAAAAAAxI/Sh8aIfTLRA8/s400/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Finally, an exhausted Aidan went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314913906937015762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJeCerDrdI/AAAAAAAAAxA/0mNA6by6amQ/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And Mommy can have a cuppa latte and do some reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314913902542590274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJeCOTWEUI/AAAAAAAAAw4/FtgyYh0qVYM/s400/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh yes, I will miss having a car sorely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1864340163774249938?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1864340163774249938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1864340163774249938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1864340163774249938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1864340163774249938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/03/aidan-at-airport.html' title='Aidan at the Airport'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/ScJe9EmBdHI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ZH_fKC_JFjg/s72-c/IMG_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-8342256527642304448</id><published>2009-03-08T22:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:25:50.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan on the Flyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went on the SG Flyer for the 1st time last week. We had free tickets and it was the last day of redemption. When we got there, it was raining pretty heavy and so we went to Popeyes (yummy chicken, love the coleslaw!) for a snack hehe.....luckily just when we were about to give up and leave, the rain slowed to a light drizzle and so up we went on the giant wheel :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Getting a shot before boarding. Does he look nervous to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPYOsogN1I/AAAAAAAAAwg/XKt1J_NyTwg/s1600-h/P1030834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310826132610758482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPYOsogN1I/AAAAAAAAAwg/XKt1J_NyTwg/s400/P1030834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just stepped onto the capsule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPYN_CdOSI/AAAAAAAAAwY/sf4_ju2NffY/s1600-h/P1030836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310826120371583266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPYN_CdOSI/AAAAAAAAAwY/sf4_ju2NffY/s400/P1030836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One more before we let him loose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPYNmTYbxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mt0hWTQCEWA/s1600-h/P1030837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310826113731686162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPYNmTYbxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mt0hWTQCEWA/s400/P1030837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;raindrops on the glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPYNMUhZ5I/AAAAAAAAAwI/F9YhT7X-J48/s1600-h/P1030853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310826106757146514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPYNMUhZ5I/AAAAAAAAAwI/F9YhT7X-J48/s400/P1030853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cars lined up for racing? Didn't know there's recreation racing here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWfKr1xsI/AAAAAAAAAwA/eDZ9Jj47G08/s1600-h/P1030845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310824216532469442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWfKr1xsI/AAAAAAAAAwA/eDZ9Jj47G08/s400/P1030845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A model of what the IR looks like. It's like those models you see at showflats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWevt-7vI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ySAIlRbbfco/s1600-h/P1030878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310824209293700850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWevt-7vI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ySAIlRbbfco/s400/P1030878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan was a terror as usual. Running up and down the capsule, banging on the glass and basically getting in everyone's way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWeW0fUlI/AAAAAAAAAvw/8r0ETVj3XxI/s1600-h/P1030848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310824202610102866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWeW0fUlI/AAAAAAAAAvw/8r0ETVj3XxI/s400/P1030848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWd8PWE_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/JAwph_D3k1I/s1600-h/P1030849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310824195474985970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWd8PWE_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/JAwph_D3k1I/s400/P1030849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWdWb3vvI/AAAAAAAAAvg/GuCsg0-55LE/s1600-h/P1030850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310824185326976754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPWdWb3vvI/AAAAAAAAAvg/GuCsg0-55LE/s400/P1030850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanted to take more pics with him but trying to catch him was hard, getting him to hold still was nearly impossible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUghNV24I/AAAAAAAAAvY/DHixAdXDA3Q/s1600-h/P1030856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310822040735177602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUghNV24I/AAAAAAAAAvY/DHixAdXDA3Q/s400/P1030856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A half decent shot that could've been better :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUgVoqJgI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/NhfN7SPzGbY/s1600-h/P1030859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310822037628528130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUgVoqJgI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/NhfN7SPzGbY/s400/P1030859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always take good pictures of them but daddy's eyes would be close in 7/10 pics. Did someone say he should go for media training? Who said that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUgfcEWPI/AAAAAAAAAvI/FzrU4U3eTHA/s1600-h/P1030865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310822040260073714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUgfcEWPI/AAAAAAAAAvI/FzrU4U3eTHA/s400/P1030865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, a good pic. Wish Aidan can be this co-operative always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUf5ha3KI/AAAAAAAAAvA/e1EfpMxm42c/s1600-h/P1030863A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310822030081973410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUf5ha3KI/AAAAAAAAAvA/e1EfpMxm42c/s400/P1030863A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family portrait. We got this in one shot and didn't bother trying again because this is probably as good as it gets. haha... Taken by daddy long hands.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUf4U-8uI/AAAAAAAAAu4/BepllBEF9c8/s1600-h/P1030839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310822029761376994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPUf4U-8uI/AAAAAAAAAu4/BepllBEF9c8/s400/P1030839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't think Aidan knew we were up in the air. It was just another good opportunity for him to exercise his legs. It was a nice experience but nothing spectacular. I thought I would feel thrilled to be so high up but I did not even feel a buzz hmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-8342256527642304448?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/8342256527642304448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=8342256527642304448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8342256527642304448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8342256527642304448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/03/aidan-on-flyer.html' title='Aidan on the Flyer'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SbPYOsogN1I/AAAAAAAAAwg/XKt1J_NyTwg/s72-c/P1030834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-5842985867850402161</id><published>2009-02-12T19:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:53:00.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>In search of the Perfect Mug</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301876206885651378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SZQMUdKDw7I/AAAAAAAAApw/duYcuGURHu8/s400/P1030767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the definition of a good and functional mug for infants/toddlers? When I was buying Aidan's first mug, I thought the most obvious answer would be that it must be non-spill. Indeed, it is. However, I have learnt, from the process of searching for the ONE mug, that there's more to that.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first mug I bought, was the Green Pigeon on the extreme left. It is non-spill...BUT only if you fix it right. Look at the Green Pigeon and you see 4 layers, the cup, green handles, orange teat holder and the teat. Every single part has to be aligned perfectly and believe me, it is a struggle everytime. The green handles has to go right onto the groove of the cup but it doesn't click on easily so you don't really know if you got it right. Next, the teat has to go through the orange holder. There're arrows on both and they have to be aligned exactly. Then you screw on the orange part with the teat onto the first 2 parts. The worst part is after putting it all together and you realise that it's dripping (it happened alot) so you have to take them apart and do it over. It's like a science experiment. Now when you are a mom with a kid screaming for his water, you don't have a lot of time to figure things out. You just want to pour in the water, screw it shut and go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The second mug from the left is the worst aaaaand it's called the Avent Magic cup! I don't know what magic it can perform except that it just cannot keep the water in. The water seeps out from the mouth piece and faster than you can say "Abracadabra", everywhere is wet. The worst is when you bring it out, inevitably the mug gets shaken in the diaper bag and then the water escapes and gets trapped inside the cover, which is good. But when it's time to use it, you'll need to open that cover and yes, a whole lot of water WILL spill out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By this time, I was obsessed about finding that perfect mug. Everywhere I go, I would go look at mugs and trying to figure out which ones would be good. By now, I had some fair sense of what is just by looking at the parts.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I got the third mug by Nuby, I thought I had found it. It's pretty attractive, that's one of the criteria when I buy things, and it's really Non-Spill! I don't know how Aidan drank from it but when I tested it, out of curiousity, I couldn't drink water from it. No water passed through the straw into my mouth. But curiously, Aidan could use it just fine. However, after some weeks of using it, we realised that the straw got really really dirty. Because it was soo spill-proof, it was very difficult to clean or even to rinse the straw and eventually dirt accumulated and it got disgusting. If you look carefully, you can see that unlike the other mugs, this straw isn't translucent. You can't see the inside and maybe it's designed this way because the makers know that it will get dirty. You can't replace the straw and when it got dirty, the whole mug gotta go. Now that doesn't make sense, does it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best mug and the one that we're still using now is the Tollyjoy on the right. Of all the mugs, this has to be the least 'branded' one. Parents would know that their baby stuffs are on the cheaper side compared to Pigeon or Avent. It's normal looking and a little too big for my liking. Normally, I won't be attracted to it. But I was desperate and most of the mugs in the market I had ruled out. When I came upon this, I knew instantly that it would work. It's the most simply designed and very basic. Funny how sometimes, things work best when it's back to the basics. It passed all the tests. Fairly non-spill unless Aidan bangs it hard on the table. It's fuss free to use, water comes out easily from the straw when drinking and it's easy to clean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thus ended the search for the perfect mug :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-5842985867850402161?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/5842985867850402161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=5842985867850402161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/5842985867850402161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/5842985867850402161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-search-of-perfect-mug.html' title='In search of the Perfect Mug'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SZQMUdKDw7I/AAAAAAAAApw/duYcuGURHu8/s72-c/P1030767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-315363098381485206</id><published>2009-01-28T00:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:29:52.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>HK Dec 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was sick for a month hence the long absence. Also since Aidan started walking, it's been really difficult finding time to sit in front of the PC. He's everywhere and forever busying himself with something and never give me a moment of rest. Sigh...it's going to be hard keeping a blog going now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyways, here are some long belated pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Inside our spanking new Terminal 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX84PMrkJTI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kszpZJ1ScKM/s1600-h/P1030606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296013520564135218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX84PMrkJTI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kszpZJ1ScKM/s320/P1030606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;He slept most of the way there in the bassinet. So lucky for Daddy as he's i/c of him on this leg. I should be so lucky! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX84Osyj6kI/AAAAAAAAAoU/6Xeu9M4cR2U/s1600-h/P1030610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296013512003545666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX84Osyj6kI/AAAAAAAAAoU/6Xeu9M4cR2U/s320/P1030610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ate this yummy dish for breakfast on the second day. Realised that this is the only pic of food we took. I think for the rest, we just couldn't wait for the camera, we were too greedy! As usual, we luuurrve the food in HK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83uGuxY1I/AAAAAAAAAoM/yI1p1kJ0F0Q/s1600-h/P1030616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296012952031290194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83uGuxY1I/AAAAAAAAAoM/yI1p1kJ0F0Q/s320/P1030616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;X'mas decor outside of Times SQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83uHkwEjI/AAAAAAAAAoE/KTec-86-u_c/s1600-h/P1030619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296012952257696306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83uHkwEjI/AAAAAAAAAoE/KTec-86-u_c/s320/P1030619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;In his playpen at our host's apt. So glad we brought this. I don't think we'd be able to make him sleep so easily otherwise. Also, whenever we need, we just dumped him in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83tpXl7hI/AAAAAAAAAn8/8bF12-uH1R4/s1600-h/P1030624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296012944149442066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83tpXl7hI/AAAAAAAAAn8/8bF12-uH1R4/s320/P1030624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Our baby was asleep and daddy wanted to take a pic with the 3 sheeps (don't ask me why) so we took it w/o him. Inside Harbour City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83tGiK_HI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SjL5a-8lKFU/s1600-h/P1030625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296012934798572658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83tGiK_HI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SjL5a-8lKFU/s320/P1030625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Again, taken when baby was asleep. I love to be in winter wear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83s_4Qc_I/AAAAAAAAAns/SEBg69LNvAc/s1600-h/P1030626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296012933012157426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX83s_4Qc_I/AAAAAAAAAns/SEBg69LNvAc/s320/P1030626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;At IFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX82IErMPgI/AAAAAAAAAnk/4WRqcx5Ft58/s1600-h/P1030654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296011199132745218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX82IErMPgI/AAAAAAAAAnk/4WRqcx5Ft58/s320/P1030654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Finally let out to walk. One of his few exercise of the day. Poor Aidan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX82HtqPXtI/AAAAAAAAAnU/276NX9hYEj4/s1600-h/P1030659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296011192954740434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX82HtqPXtI/AAAAAAAAAnU/276NX9hYEj4/s320/P1030659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So happy to be free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX82HN2xy8I/AAAAAAAAAnM/oo3Y2fhGrqg/s1600-h/P1030662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296011184417393602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX82HN2xy8I/AAAAAAAAAnM/oo3Y2fhGrqg/s320/P1030662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;HK is really not a baby friendly place. Look at the high chair in this pretty big chinese restaurant in Times SQ! It's just a normal chair but higher. No belts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX82Gwk9pHI/AAAAAAAAAnE/pjCQMr-Z6GM/s1600-h/P1030667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296011176558044274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX82Gwk9pHI/AAAAAAAAAnE/pjCQMr-Z6GM/s320/P1030667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;At Lee Gardens. There were very nice X'mas displays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80KOdAPZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/KTVHjAhNdJg/s1600-h/P1030673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296009037094075794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80KOdAPZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/KTVHjAhNdJg/s320/P1030673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A rare family pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80JsfJ_SI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-OPcy9s10N8/s1600-h/P1030675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296009027976297762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80JsfJ_SI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-OPcy9s10N8/s320/P1030675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A group shot of us and our kind hosts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80JSpgXpI/AAAAAAAAAms/X2h-D28r3MQ/s1600-h/P1030681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296009021040385682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80JSpgXpI/AAAAAAAAAms/X2h-D28r3MQ/s320/P1030681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This is as near as we got to Disneyland HK. A wall mural in HK station hahaha. This being a shopping and eating trip, no sightseeing planned. We (minus aidan) have been to HK too many times for that. Again, poor Aidan! But seriously, he's too young to enjoy Disneyland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80JJT_TdI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Wz3HI2izkqk/s1600-h/P1030687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296009018534219218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80JJT_TdI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Wz3HI2izkqk/s320/P1030687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Bye bye HK. This time, he only slept for a while towards the end. Poor me :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80I_qoZBI/AAAAAAAAAmc/10DeYmK5q-0/s1600-h/P1030699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296009015944832018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX80I_qoZBI/AAAAAAAAAmc/10DeYmK5q-0/s320/P1030699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall, food was great and shopping too. HK is truly sales paradise. It was sales GALORE. But not so good for Aidan being confined to his stroller most of the time then his playpen when back in apt. He even lost his precious bear on the 3rd day, couldn't sleep, screamed and shrieked high pitch non-stop for 2hours before he got too tired and slept. We had to google for mothercare shops in HK, rushed down the next day and bought the last 2 bears there. Thank goodness we found it. You know his bear is the most important thing to him when "bear" his first meaningful word like 4 months ago and his only word till now! :( Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-315363098381485206?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/315363098381485206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=315363098381485206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/315363098381485206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/315363098381485206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2009/01/hk-dec-2008.html' title='HK Dec 2008'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SX84PMrkJTI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kszpZJ1ScKM/s72-c/P1030606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7209744957210500932</id><published>2008-12-21T11:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:59:43.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>Happy Announcements</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 announcements to be made. First, I passed my driving test on my 1st try! Woohooo...Now I can use DH's car when he's away on his trips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Second, we're flying off on our first trip abroad with our little boy. Daddy was so excited he couldn't sleep last night hehe...ok, will be back soon enough with hopefully loads of pics. MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7209744957210500932?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7209744957210500932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7209744957210500932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7209744957210500932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7209744957210500932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-announcements.html' title='Happy Announcements'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-141288755518728271</id><published>2008-12-15T23:50:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:05:40.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan, the dog terror</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yups, as you'll see, Aidan is chasing after and terrorizing Milo the dog. The poor dog had to run away and hide under the table but not for long as Aidan easily crawled under the chairs and table to get to poor Milo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ_D07-nRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SXHrSHjSqWM/s1600-h/aidanmilo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280047316865031442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ_D07-nRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SXHrSHjSqWM/s400/aidanmilo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ_D57m5YI/AAAAAAAAAlY/BcDY9NapPv0/s1600-h/aidanmilo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280047318205654402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ_D57m5YI/AAAAAAAAAlY/BcDY9NapPv0/s400/aidanmilo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280047203092949714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ-9NGmatI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/hs9nAhnxFXY/s400/aidanmilo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280047197528981202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ-84YC_tI/AAAAAAAAAlI/RAUWrP-KhPc/s400/aidanmilo4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280047192299801570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ-8k5UC-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/5sfbrBpQOFw/s400/aidanmilo5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280047192057283106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ-8j_fgiI/AAAAAAAAAk4/9UKdNBCq3nM/s400/aidanmilo6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280047186928930066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ-8Q4zDRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/VnKvCIm06MY/s400/aidanmilo7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMDKfiQNjDU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMDKfiQNjDU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-141288755518728271?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/141288755518728271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=141288755518728271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/141288755518728271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/141288755518728271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/12/aidan-dog-terror.html' title='Aidan, the dog terror'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SUZ_D07-nRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SXHrSHjSqWM/s72-c/aidanmilo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-4974091470248377013</id><published>2008-12-06T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:37:12.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Crime Scene no Investigation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Crime scene 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/STdNRK35FZI/AAAAAAAAAj4/evg0c02Rx1I/s1600-h/P1030409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275770445859722642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/STdNRK35FZI/AAAAAAAAAj4/evg0c02Rx1I/s320/P1030409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Crime scene 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/STdL37bxkZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/4Pjxv5iouq4/s1600-h/P1030414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275768912706900370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/STdL37bxkZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/4Pjxv5iouq4/s320/P1030414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the Culprit??? Of course it's the boy in both crime scenes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not funny ok! This is what I do everyday, follow him around and clean up after him. When he's done, he'll look around and move on to the next place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-4974091470248377013?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/4974091470248377013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=4974091470248377013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4974091470248377013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4974091470248377013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/12/crime-scene-no-investigation.html' title='Crime Scene no Investigation'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/STdNRK35FZI/AAAAAAAAAj4/evg0c02Rx1I/s72-c/P1030409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-9038186181598183710</id><published>2008-12-03T21:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:40:51.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toddler'/><title type='text'>An Infant no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/STaI7xGuhLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/OyKiLQQNQK4/s1600-h/Photo-0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275554573886325938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/STaI7xGuhLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/OyKiLQQNQK4/s320/Photo-0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So now Aidan is officially a toddler. He has turned one, he can walk well, he seems to understand what we say to him and certainly has a mind of his own! That last point is the one that I'm most wary of. He is already trying to push the boundaries, trying to see what he can do without Mommy saying 'NO", trying to get his way by manipulating our emotions. I am waiting, expecting him to throw his first major tantrum anytime now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So the D word looms in my mind all the time. Discipline. It's a fine line. To show we care, love and yet we're no pushovers. I do not want to raise an ill-behaved brat and over-indulgent parenting will guarantee that. But I do not want to be an over-controlling, strict and no-fun parent either. So it's time to hit the bookstore again and get those books. Meanwhile, this site is a good read and guide for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://parentcenter.babycenter.com/0_the-discipline-tool-kit-successful-strategies-for-every-age_1475318.pc?scid=momstodd_20081125:2&amp;amp;pe=2UcMLRM"&gt;http://parentcenter.babycenter.com/0_the-discipline-tool-kit-successful-strategies-for-every-age_1475318.pc?scid=momstodd_20081125:2&amp;amp;pe=2UcMLRM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-9038186181598183710?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/9038186181598183710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=9038186181598183710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/9038186181598183710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/9038186181598183710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/12/infant-no-more.html' title='An Infant no more'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/STaI7xGuhLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/OyKiLQQNQK4/s72-c/Photo-0062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-6308814788328335302</id><published>2008-12-02T09:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:29:11.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan's first year (video)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have a million reasons for not blogging for so long but decided not to give any. We made this slideshow for Aidan's party but couldn't find a way to upload it on this blog. So when Daddy got his new macbook, I made him redo it on imovie and then onto youtube. That took a pretty long time if you know Daddy (read Mommy had to issue her ultimatum hehe ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here at last, is the video. Aidan's first year. Hope you enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VZ22rqi2bsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VZ22rqi2bsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-6308814788328335302?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/6308814788328335302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=6308814788328335302' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6308814788328335302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6308814788328335302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/12/aidans-first-year-video.html' title='Aidan&apos;s first year (video)'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-6944825703677717425</id><published>2008-11-24T23:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:58:38.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan's first birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272242727527613266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SSrE07_rg1I/AAAAAAAAAio/OKAWXz-gmeY/s400/deco+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Finally had some time to write this post and upload the pictures. First birthday! Kind Aunty Lena offered to host this event at her place. The kids had a great time (I hope!) So did I, albeit it was really tiring! So thank you Aunty Lena and Uncle Ernest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wanted it to be more like a children's party so I invited mainly families. There were 28 adults and 14 kids! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chilling out by the lovely baby pool with some gym mates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272246619599165314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SSrIXfF2V4I/AAAAAAAAAjA/nh8ILsT_Uvw/s320/P1030470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Having fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272249968350583234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SSrLaaKZ2cI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ETI3urwvzNs/s320/P1030523.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Cake cutting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272249971669253650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SSrLamhovhI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZKsuTZO4Ce0/s320/P1030535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Family Portrait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272242920882364146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SSrFAMTC3vI/AAAAAAAAAi4/gXEKdpOjH2o/s320/family+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;End of event with his loot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272252180034686978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SSrNbJU_EAI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XRqgLT4vaYY/s320/P1030554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Present opening time at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272242828700359058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SSrE605JGZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/aOPu0VL8iyE/s320/opening+present+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Didn't know that a child's party on such a small scale could cost so much money! In future years, we'll have to be much more careful or we might just do away with a party altogether! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For parents planning a party soon, this cost breakdown might prove to be helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Catering + Function room =$600&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mini eclairs + cream puffs + Cake= $170&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Toy rental/Winnie the pooh slide= $100&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;14 personalized party packs for kids + some room deco = $100&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Balloons = $100&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total damage = MORE THAN $1k!!!! *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-6944825703677717425?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/6944825703677717425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=6944825703677717425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6944825703677717425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6944825703677717425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/11/aidans-first-birthday.html' title='Aidan&apos;s first birthday'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SSrE07_rg1I/AAAAAAAAAio/OKAWXz-gmeY/s72-c/deco+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2093988723820574516</id><published>2008-11-09T22:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:45:43.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>A Year on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's the week of Aidan's first birthday. I keep trying to think back on the same time last year and trying to remember how I was feeling then. I remember how very pregnant (read:fat) I was, skin on tummy was so tight that I constantly felt that I was going to burst. I also remember the little jabs that he gave from time to time. He was a good boy in the tummy and didn't gave me any painful punches at all! Either that or I was well-insulated with my fats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Time really flies and I can't believe that my baby has grown so much. He's a baby no more but a budding toddler now. Sometimes I wish that I could just catch onto moments and hold them that way forever. (If only, I have Hiro's power to freeze time) Well, I'll just have to be satisfied with pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I didn't take many pictures when I was preggers. Mainly those from the Japan trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SRb7rNkc9iI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Pae-qwT4bCc/s1600-h/P1010742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266673534051874338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SRb7rNkc9iI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Pae-qwT4bCc/s320/P1010742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was taken the very night before my scheduled C-sect. We went for dinner at Streeters the tapas restaurant which I think is now closed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266673525866886882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SRb7qvE_9uI/AAAAAAAAAhw/aW3SpvUuWoI/s320/14112007424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A year on, see how much Aidan has grown. Pictures of now and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266678447395470002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SRcAJNM2erI/AAAAAAAAAiI/bzq9TAq82XI/s320/Photo-0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About 5 days old.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266681304550326050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SRcCvg7pvyI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/yrg06_cztWg/s320/22112007445-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266682413337768994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SRcDwDfLdCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/cnNVdxmSz-s/s320/Photo-1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pic taken in Jan 08.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683294771857234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SRcEjXFcR1I/AAAAAAAAAig/A5smwDNvgoQ/s320/P1020335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2093988723820574516?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2093988723820574516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2093988723820574516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2093988723820574516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2093988723820574516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/11/year-on.html' title='A Year on...'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SRb7rNkc9iI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Pae-qwT4bCc/s72-c/P1010742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2411220808027242081</id><published>2008-11-01T11:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:24:30.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Wobbly Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My little aidan is quite good at walking on his own now! Yay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tx8B0-ayROU"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tx8B0-ayROU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfT2QP0uOK4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfT2QP0uOK4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2411220808027242081?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2411220808027242081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2411220808027242081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2411220808027242081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2411220808027242081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Wobbly Walk'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7257736199427219461</id><published>2008-10-23T18:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:47:29.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sickness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Bad October</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SQCN1clh7ZI/AAAAAAAAAho/u1RLeyDokiY/s1600-h/P1030245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260360314114928018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SQCN1clh7ZI/AAAAAAAAAho/u1RLeyDokiY/s320/P1030245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;October's a bad month for us. I fell sick twice. Caught the dreadful cold, took me many days to get well. I wonder if it's due to age that I seemed to recover slower than before. A week later, Aidan got the bug and the next day, I got it from him. Geez, I have zero immunity, I tell you. I always tell DH that if there's some epidemic, I'll definitely be saying "bye bye".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, it's Aidan's first major cold. He hadn't got a fever but it was still very trying for all of us. That night, we could hear him breathing hard from the next room. Terrible nasal congestion and we couldn't sleep as we kept trying to listen, afraid that he'd not be able to breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Could be due to his meds that caused Aidan to be constipated 2 days later. He was walking by the bed when he suddenly stopped, looked at me and cried inconsolably. One moment he was fine and the next he was howling. He has never cried so hard before with big drops of tears rolling down his eyes nor for so long. At least 30 mins. It certainly broke our hearts. We felt quite useless and everything we did seemed futile. We tried to accelerate the process by bringing up his legs, rubbing oil on his little tummy to lessen the pain. Finally, daddy undid his diapers and helped him squeezed it out bit by bit as our baby strained while I held his little hands and strained with him. Who knew a constipation would render 3 people exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7257736199427219461?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7257736199427219461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7257736199427219461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7257736199427219461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7257736199427219461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-october.html' title='Bad October'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SQCN1clh7ZI/AAAAAAAAAho/u1RLeyDokiY/s72-c/P1030245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7930658471168811930</id><published>2008-10-15T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:14:40.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Mugshots</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haha. We tried to take a picture for Aidan's passport photo with hilarious results. These reminds me of those strips of pictures you get when you take them in those photo booths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250723715860047890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5RZmmOqBI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2DHTU62U134/s200/P1030298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250723722351838802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5RZ-x_hlI/AAAAAAAAAhY/v5Sb-jHC8oM/s200/P1030301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718549435176258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5Ms4KjVUI/AAAAAAAAAgg/aAwPC8lrRGI/s200/P1030303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718544312814082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5MslFSSgI/AAAAAAAAAgY/YJGrcm3gdF0/s200/P1030302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718540836768242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5MsYIiCfI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Kce976i5jKU/s200/P1030301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722226624085298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5QC6wtPTI/AAAAAAAAAgw/wduegQmpDKM/s200/P1030311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722234079054354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5QDWiHChI/AAAAAAAAAg4/9HRGXj2yNt0/s200/P1030309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722240085789906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5QDs6OjNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/CFu5ot-C2fM/s200/P1030306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722241829308818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5QDzZ6iZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qoiK6Epq3MU/s200/P1030304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718941388708562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5NDsTjmtI/AAAAAAAAAgo/9z0GtBcIB_8/s200/P1030313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In the end, none of these works. A few that I thought might do, didn't because half of his face was cast in shadow. Bad lighting as mommy knew nuts about photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7930658471168811930?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7930658471168811930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7930658471168811930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7930658471168811930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7930658471168811930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/10/mugshots.html' title='Mugshots'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN5RZmmOqBI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2DHTU62U134/s72-c/P1030298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-254372017764989543</id><published>2008-10-11T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:37:07.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>BEWARE: Teething Biscuits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, I don't think they contain Melamine. But try at your own risk! This is what you will get at the end of just 1 cookie &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN0CdVCplHI/AAAAAAAAAf4/GC8apJXnB9E/s1600-h/P1020786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250355443471586418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN0CdVCplHI/AAAAAAAAAf4/GC8apJXnB9E/s320/P1020786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250355126980661202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN0CK6BVT9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/88Sd_gEAi8M/s320/Photo-0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hehe.... A mess is guaranteed. I've tried 2 brands so far with the same results. Sure it does last a longer time than normal biscuits because they are tough and takes a long time to melt off. Your baby will quite enjoy it though I must add, in an agonising way because it's so difficult to eat. Aidan looked like he was wrestling and devouring it at the same time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The tough part for the mums is that it's so difficult to clean off. They are so terribly sticky that it's hard to get it off the face and clothes. You will also have to clean the crumbs off the table, chair and floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't think I will give him that again. Not unless I am so bored that I have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-254372017764989543?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/254372017764989543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=254372017764989543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/254372017764989543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/254372017764989543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/10/beware-teething-biscuits.html' title='BEWARE: Teething Biscuits'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SN0CdVCplHI/AAAAAAAAAf4/GC8apJXnB9E/s72-c/P1020786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1708677743604740381</id><published>2008-10-06T13:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:47:45.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>No threesome in bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz3XET86gI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/CeZ-T8cuiRY/s1600-h/P1030296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250343241273633282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz3XET86gI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/CeZ-T8cuiRY/s400/P1030296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The downside to having your baby sleeping by himself, in his cot and in his own room is that you'll miss him terribly at night. Maybe it's because when asleep, he looks so angelic that you forget that bundle of energy that would make us exhausted in the day. Perhaps it's because you just want to share that peace and quiet with him that is never there in his waking hours. Or maybe it's because....well, who can resist those chubby and succulent thighs! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being one of the rare mums who could get her baby to sleep on his own without fuss every night, I was surprised to find myself getting envious of mummies who have their babies in bed with them. So we couldn't help but tried to bring him to bed with us. We tried thrice. All three of us ended up not able to sleep. Aidan was confused and kept trying to sit up then fall over as he was half asleep. Used to the space he had in his cot, he would roll, turn and flip around and mostly ended on top of us. We were either too amused or too afraid of crushing him that we couldn't sleep either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...so much for getting him to sleep on his own :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1708677743604740381?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1708677743604740381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1708677743604740381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1708677743604740381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1708677743604740381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-threesome-in-bed.html' title='No threesome in bed'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz3XET86gI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/CeZ-T8cuiRY/s72-c/P1030296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-382485375226894566</id><published>2008-10-02T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:13:45.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan's first sounds and now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's a clip of Aidan making his first sounds around 5months. I miss his first cooing very much, especially compared to the shrieking sounds he's making now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sorry you have to watch it upside down. Please let me know if you know a way to turn it around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f9593ccdffc3ec05" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df9593ccdffc3ec05%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331339463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CCCF1AD999462AB2D0BE7193644EC5095FD27B1.13A85FC43605023D3BE82E1AC003477B9BAFC668%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df9593ccdffc3ec05%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXsrlS0FGi3KkiPG608vjfdRGYgU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df9593ccdffc3ec05%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331339463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CCCF1AD999462AB2D0BE7193644EC5095FD27B1.13A85FC43605023D3BE82E1AC003477B9BAFC668%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df9593ccdffc3ec05%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXsrlS0FGi3KkiPG608vjfdRGYgU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am kinda worried. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know it's very likely that I'm overly anxious. After all, children develop and meet milestones at their own pace. The thing is, most babies would have started making consonant sounds like "baa, maa, gaa, goo" around the age of 7 months. By 10 months, they should be uttering sounds like baba, dada indiscriminately. I'm quite positive that I've not heard Aidan producing any consonants. He still coos sometimes, making vowels sounds like "ooh" and "er" and "ah" but even then, it's not too often. When he is feeling chatting, he mostly makes "aaaaah...." and he likes changing the pitch and length. Either that or he shrieks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I made an effort to speak alot to him from birth. Anyway, most of the time, I'm alone with him so if I don't speak to him, who do I speak to? I have conversations with him and I read too. Could it be that he isn't around people much? I don't really know if I should be concern :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-382485375226894566?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f9593ccdffc3ec05&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/382485375226894566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=382485375226894566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/382485375226894566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/382485375226894566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/10/aidans-first-sounds-and-now.html' title='Aidan&apos;s first sounds and now'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2576489801553118394</id><published>2008-09-28T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:14:00.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan and the (faux) Bull dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What's this ugly thing you're putting me next to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz_HSy8LtI/AAAAAAAAAfY/og5ew17Xx98/s1600-h/P1030232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250351766376820434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz_HSy8LtI/AAAAAAAAAfY/og5ew17Xx98/s320/P1030232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Don't bite me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz_HhrnRgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Fm_VheGxfes/s1600-h/P1030234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250351770372621826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz_HhrnRgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Fm_VheGxfes/s320/P1030234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; No response? Hee....Pull your ear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz_H0mNDNI/AAAAAAAAAfo/kEFWa_G4ej4/s1600-h/P1030235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250351775450205394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz_H0mNDNI/AAAAAAAAAfo/kEFWa_G4ej4/s320/P1030235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pardon me please. I wanted to put these pics up but have nothing better to say :&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2576489801553118394?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2576489801553118394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2576489801553118394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2576489801553118394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2576489801553118394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/09/aidan-and-faux-bull-dog.html' title='Aidan and the (faux) Bull dog'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SNz_HSy8LtI/AAAAAAAAAfY/og5ew17Xx98/s72-c/P1030232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2618804737665186726</id><published>2008-09-26T22:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:49:30.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Pushin' n Walkin'</title><content 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dbeb4c560308f477&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2618804737665186726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2618804737665186726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2618804737665186726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2618804737665186726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/09/pushin-n-walkin.html' title='Pushin&apos; n Walkin&apos;'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-9192253827811892314</id><published>2008-09-26T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:37:41.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby food'/><title type='text'>Milkshakes, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, milkshakes for Aidan. It adds a more interesting flavour to his usual milk. He loves it and will finish up every single drop of it. If you'd like to try it for your baby, remember to press it through a sieve after blending before serving. Not necessary if your baby is drinking from a cup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMu4dNxfkZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/mmX8A8Lypto/s1600-h/P1030180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245489003056042386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMu4dNxfkZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/mmX8A8Lypto/s320/P1030180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMu4dQcLe4I/AAAAAAAAAew/yzkwE4cksqk/s1600-h/P1030250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245489003771952002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMu4dQcLe4I/AAAAAAAAAew/yzkwE4cksqk/s320/P1030250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMu4disSFnI/AAAAAAAAAe4/oYIrAT_j4P0/s1600-h/P1030252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245489008671331954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMu4disSFnI/AAAAAAAAAe4/oYIrAT_j4P0/s320/P1030252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-9192253827811892314?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/9192253827811892314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=9192253827811892314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/9192253827811892314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/9192253827811892314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/09/milkshakes-anyone.html' title='Milkshakes, anyone?'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMu4dNxfkZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/mmX8A8Lypto/s72-c/P1030180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-5428645514829045485</id><published>2008-09-19T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T02:37:03.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>There's nothing wrong with fingers sucking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SM_bApaOsBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Kir7G9JiORc/s1600-h/_DSC4388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246652895072268306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SM_bApaOsBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Kir7G9JiORc/s400/_DSC4388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I hear another person telling my baby to stop sucking on his fingers, I'm gonna lose it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babies are born with almost no control over any bodily functions. The only thing they are born with is the strongest urge to suckle, for their survival. Later on, they learn that sucking gives them extreme comfort and hence they use it to self soothe and regulate their own emotions. Isn't it amazing that at this age, they are able to find the ability to do this by themselves? It's nature. Babies start sucking their thumbs in their mothers' womb, for crying out loud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We tried to give Aidan the pacifier but he never took to it. He prefers his fingers. I realise Aidan suckles when he feels tired and irritable, when he is in a strange environment, or when he meets someone that he feels uncomfortable with. So if he sees you and he starts sucking on his fingers, you are probably the problem. Hah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying to stop a baby from using a pacifier or his fingers is like telling you not to scratch yourself when you feel the itch. It's cruel, not to mention that you are depriving the child of his basic needs. It's their coping machanism and you can't force them not to use it! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't stress enough on the psychological damage of any sort of deprivation. In this case, this oral fixation will surely come back in the form of something else later on. I should know, I studied child psychology.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can tell, from observation of him and other children, that Aidan has a stronger need than most for this. When he was in my belly, he could be seen constantly moving his mouth everytime we took the scans. The first time I saw him, he was moving his mouth. That's just how he is. I am his parent and if I'm not worried, I don't see why others should. Let him grow out of it at his own pace or until I feel he's ready to be weaned please.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246654165731914882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SM_cKm_GNII/AAAAAAAAAfI/KmTYG8w3974/s400/_DSC4528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-5428645514829045485?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/5428645514829045485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=5428645514829045485' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/5428645514829045485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/5428645514829045485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/09/babies-are-born-to-suck.html' title='There&apos;s nothing wrong with fingers sucking'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SM_bApaOsBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Kir7G9JiORc/s72-c/_DSC4388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2936487226145965418</id><published>2008-09-15T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:46:11.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245478549959978850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMuu8w9Lr2I/AAAAAAAAAeg/L_L6_RTwTNw/s320/P1030284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Celebrated DH's birthday last weekend at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ristorante Da Valentino.&lt;/span&gt; Great Italian cuisine with a bunch of good friends make DH a very happy guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245477383737117810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMut44b_DHI/AAAAAAAAAeI/b_ARjNVaDMo/s320/P1030276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Forever 30!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245477379824019938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMut4p3B6eI/AAAAAAAAAeA/xfKJuc9da_Q/s320/P1030271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMuu8VM-5lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/tUIZ7mwBR1k/s1600-h/P1030278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245478542510057042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMuu8VM-5lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/tUIZ7mwBR1k/s320/P1030278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Noticed my braces free smile? hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMuu8iIJBCI/AAAAAAAAAeY/f7xZehytJkQ/s1600-h/P1030291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245478545979409442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMuu8iIJBCI/AAAAAAAAAeY/f7xZehytJkQ/s320/P1030291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Realised that we forgot to take a group picture! What a pity! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you Aunty Lena for making the special arrangements :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2936487226145965418?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2936487226145965418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2936487226145965418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2936487226145965418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2936487226145965418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Daddy!'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMuu8w9Lr2I/AAAAAAAAAeg/L_L6_RTwTNw/s72-c/P1030284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-4812836747233983273</id><published>2008-09-12T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:58:30.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby food'/><title type='text'>baby gourmet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might be able to tell that I enjoy cooking. One of the pleasures of being a SAHM is being able to take care of Aidan's nutritional needs. Introducing each food one at a time and slowly to him. Everything I make is NO sodium and little or no fat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Baked cheesy potato and cod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv_EwAcC-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/v35C1tMM7yo/s1600-h/P1030176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241063048447003618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv_EwAcC-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/v35C1tMM7yo/s320/P1030176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Seperated before freezing for later use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv_FFU-DKI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Dir3Cii_3Ss/s1600-h/P1030177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241063054170262690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv_FFU-DKI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Dir3Cii_3Ss/s320/P1030177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Pasta and beef bolognaise.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Before blending into smaller and more manageable bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv9kLMjLJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/z1QX84Utv_w/s1600-h/P1030114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241061389298248850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv9kLMjLJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/z1QX84Utv_w/s320/P1030114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Chicken and vegetable macaroni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Made with previously prepared stock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv5LADFoaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/xCLmdZR03Fc/s1600-h/P1030101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241056558762533282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv5LADFoaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/xCLmdZR03Fc/s320/P1030101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't wait for Aidan to be old enough to taste my bakes or when he is ready, to prepare the bakes together =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-4812836747233983273?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/4812836747233983273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=4812836747233983273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4812836747233983273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4812836747233983273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-food.html' title='baby gourmet'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv_EwAcC-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/v35C1tMM7yo/s72-c/P1030176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-8096434066263271779</id><published>2008-09-07T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:35:37.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>First real swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took the opportunity to go swimming at Fairmont since they have such nice pools. Hotel pools are the best! Took some time before Aidan enjoyed himself but only when he was able to cling on to the wall of the pool. He was the happiest there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;See his first toothy grin captured!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241070417432963074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwFxrnmaAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Wy5TktdVqWw/s320/P1030144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241072666569861266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwH0mTn6JI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/x9nQvSFLSts/s320/P1030150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242946730127062066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SMKwRdGE9DI/AAAAAAAAAd4/lrunOlHyU4A/s320/P1030148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Feeling insecure despite being able to float with the help of floats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241073117340993106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwIO1j1hlI/AAAAAAAAAcY/lOuKGfxLP8g/s320/P1030151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When he started to thrash, sometimes he would flipped over like this and then flipped back up again. It's actually quite funny to watch. Oops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241070951595950354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwGQxh-wRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/doxrIJBdxlQ/s320/P1030145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aidan on his floating car and looking serious. lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwKnOSU4FI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3tOtU7z1GEw/s1600-h/P1030155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241075735318552658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwKnOSU4FI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3tOtU7z1GEw/s320/P1030155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241075070201611858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwKAgiFxlI/AAAAAAAAAcw/UmMXji7IJXU/s320/P1030154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241074559042901410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwJiwUW1aI/AAAAAAAAAco/RLFRpwJgvZI/s320/P1030153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't wait to bring him swimming again. Will have to look for friends who live in condos. Any volunteers? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-8096434066263271779?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/8096434066263271779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=8096434066263271779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8096434066263271779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8096434066263271779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-real-swimming.html' title='First real swimming'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwFxrnmaAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Wy5TktdVqWw/s72-c/P1030144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7659881762314396747</id><published>2008-09-04T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:57:16.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan at the Fairmont</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were at the Fairmont last weekend. Aidan loved the room. The moment we went in, he was all smiles and giggly. The bed was large and comfy and the sheets clean and crisp. He was all over the bed when we set him down. It's funny how he seems to be able to appreciate fine living. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwE9kWb6aI/AAAAAAAAAbo/78G8jdvmYDE/s1600-h/P1030135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241069522128726434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwE9kWb6aI/AAAAAAAAAbo/78G8jdvmYDE/s320/P1030135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Room with a view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242147355879989090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SL_ZPv9632I/AAAAAAAAAdw/OnI3YJsIzlQ/s320/P1030140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of you might be familiar with the model/actor Mark Zee also of SG's TV show The Bachelorette fame. Daddy says Aidan looks very much like him here. Do you think so?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwDQnYImEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/C2d6YWIvm64/s1600-h/P1030132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241067650335414338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwDQnYImEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/C2d6YWIvm64/s320/P1030132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241067179829941570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwC1Om41UI/AAAAAAAAAbY/8FeuDyvY4vk/s320/P1030131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241066433952332402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwCJz_zunI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_78LsSeCrGw/s320/P1030130.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7659881762314396747?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7659881762314396747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7659881762314396747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7659881762314396747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7659881762314396747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/09/aidan-at-fairmont.html' title='Aidan at the Fairmont'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLwE9kWb6aI/AAAAAAAAAbo/78G8jdvmYDE/s72-c/P1030135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2693461037406302204</id><published>2008-09-02T20:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:15:14.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Tuesday with Uncle L</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SL04--gO4TI/AAAAAAAAAdI/n_mL_rc-GOA/s1600-h/P1030187.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241407834160408786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SL04p64UqNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZYHlHfaVX8k/s320/P1030182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've always wondered when we would run into Lailee at Vivocity since he works around there and we go there at least once a week. Today, we finally bumped into him just after we had our lunch. He walked us to Harbourfront where we'd have our gym lesson soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan has quite a few new classmates. Now the class is rather big and it could get out of control sometimes. As this is a level 3 class, some of the kids were much bigger than Aidan and many of them could already walk. I believe Aidan is the youngest of them all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241408932690721474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SL05p3OW-sI/AAAAAAAAAdY/WDqw1UI-qu0/s320/P1030187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241408198082786498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SL04_GmLdMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ZesFzle9tI4/s320/P1030197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241410605127934338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SL07LNidoYI/AAAAAAAAAdo/FxmXJleltAI/s320/P1030202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does this boy look like an olympic gymnast wearing a leotard? So cute :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2693461037406302204?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2693461037406302204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2693461037406302204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2693461037406302204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2693461037406302204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesday-with-uncle-l.html' title='Tuesday with Uncle L'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SL04p64UqNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZYHlHfaVX8k/s72-c/P1030182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-6991590354278113197</id><published>2008-09-01T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:29:28.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan: a textbook baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the first things I did after I learnt that I'd conceived was to get books. No, not the "what to expect when you're expecting" type of books &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(these info are easily available on the internet and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.babycenter.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is an excellent resource)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; but the babycare books.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239217437977940962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLVwgFO1E-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/cR6C375Lpjk/s320/P1030107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239217939632165602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLVw9SChEuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/f6-d0ibGOOU/s320/P1030108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DH and I knew all along that if we were to start a family, we'd be doing it pretty much on our own. This explains why I'm a SAHM because we have zero help and I definitely do not want to leave my baby alone with a domestic help. So I need to learn how to care for a newborn and how to raise a baby in less than 10 months!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hence, the term textbook baby. We didn't even hire a confinement nanny. It's just DH, me and the textbooks, no kidding. Of course, it's somewhat like sitting for a practical exam by studying the theory, so you can imagine how inadequate we felt. Aidan, when he was a newborn was as predictable as Melbourne's weather&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(they say you can experience up to 4 seasons in a single day).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;So alot of the times, we were frantically flipping through the pages and found no answer. However good these books are, they won't cover every single aspect. Before Aidan came, I was pretty confident and thought I was well-prepared but with every few baby steps I took, I met with an obstacle. (ok I digressed)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The book I found to be the most helpful was Tracy Hogg's "Secrets of The Baby Whisperer". I followed many of her advice/routine plus a few of my own baby mantras&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(to be elaborated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and so far, I find Aidan to be pretty well-trained in several aspects.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) He'd managed to sleep and wake up at the right feeding times. So he'd never stayed awake all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) By the 6th month, he could sleep throught the night for 8-9hours a stretch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3) When he was breastfed, I didn't have to latch him on for comfort sucking because I didn't feed him on demand. That left me some spare time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4) His meal times are pretty standard and I don't have to guess if he's crying because he is hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5) He always sleeps in his cot, in his own room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6) He has no problems falling asleep on his own. He doesn't need to be rocked or held to be able to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7) He doesn't need me to be around all the time. He is quite comfortable playing or entertaining himself. I don't have to bring him with me on my toilet breaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;8) He could sit in the stroller when we go out and never needed me to carry him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you've heard stories from mummies of a newborn, you'll know that they would be so envious. And yes, if you ask me, I think we did a fairly decent job :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think it also helps when it's only the two of us. He doesn't have eager grandparents around to spoil him or pick him up the moment he cries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But sometimes I feel sorry for Aidan especially when I brought him for his jabs and I saw that other babies have their set of parents and grandparents to accompany them while Aidan only has poor ole me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-6991590354278113197?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/6991590354278113197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=6991590354278113197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6991590354278113197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6991590354278113197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/aidan-textbook-baby.html' title='Aidan: a textbook baby'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLVwgFO1E-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/cR6C375Lpjk/s72-c/P1030107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-8324126073928924758</id><published>2008-08-30T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:20:55.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Bath time. Then and Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLa3L6uFKVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/VA3iL2oMI-w/s1600-h/P1020327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576631861127506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLa3L6uFKVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/VA3iL2oMI-w/s320/P1020327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLa3LwX1jOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/m5sAiGLzEIs/s1600-h/P1020328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576629083475170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLa3LwX1jOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/m5sAiGLzEIs/s320/P1020328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;NOW:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLa2bz8OYjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/r-wyIk4lP9Q/s1600-h/P1030116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239575805407683122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLa2bz8OYjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/r-wyIk4lP9Q/s320/P1030116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLa2cJcnx6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/yPg3XK___zM/s1600-h/P1030120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239575811180709794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLa2cJcnx6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/yPg3XK___zM/s320/P1030120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; My, they grow up so fast. Too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aidan's daddy is still doing his daily baths :) I couldn't do it at first due to my c-sect and it became their routine. Great for father and son bonding. He's a great dad. I didn't have to bathe Aidan till when he was about 4 months when daddy went for his first overseas work trip. Elaine's mum said I'm very *xin fu*. Hehe...yes indeed I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*xin fu*= blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-8324126073928924758?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/8324126073928924758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=8324126073928924758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8324126073928924758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8324126073928924758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/bath-time-then-and-now.html' title='Bath time. Then and Now.'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLa3L6uFKVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/VA3iL2oMI-w/s72-c/P1020327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-8873219247138955677</id><published>2008-08-28T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:24:53.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books n reads'/><title type='text'>We love books!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know I'm a collector when you see these.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238859040629118690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLQqinEK1uI/AAAAAAAAAVM/f9Blyr23OTw/s320/P1020693.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238859450860842722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLQq6fTCLuI/AAAAAAAAAVY/9adw77JqBfI/s320/P1020921.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238859997292999602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLQraS6nM7I/AAAAAAAAAVg/wV2Qn5AIx7I/s320/P1020918.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239140704685110034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLUqtncLsxI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Ty0N6Rdefd4/s320/P1030110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239141571051522114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLUrgC6CCEI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-BfAtqfLvtQ/s320/P1030109.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I like something, I tend to buy everything in the series and that doesn't only apply to books =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A shot of Aidan's book collection. He has more than 50 now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239141794536453954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLUrtDc_d0I/AAAAAAAAAWY/XO88fbEvkqA/s400/P1030113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our favourite weekend haunt is Border's bargain corner. There's always great buys. This book costs only $3.95 and it comes with a music CD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239139008497128530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLUpK4pdFFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/qem6Ws-3TlY/s320/P1030112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Furthermore, as a VIP cardholder, we get an additional 10% off the tag. Now THAT'S a bargain!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-8873219247138955677?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/8873219247138955677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=8873219247138955677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8873219247138955677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/8873219247138955677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-love-books.html' title='We love books!'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLQqinEK1uI/AAAAAAAAAVM/f9Blyr23OTw/s72-c/P1020693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1724419728033860860</id><published>2008-08-27T00:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:35:47.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>A moment of negligence, a bleeding forehead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not the first time Aidan fell but it's the hardest he'd fallen. I was just right beside him on the sofa and I'd laid our huge Ikea cushions on the floor below just in case. Unfortunately, he toppled the opposite direction I'd anticipated. Everything went SLOOOW MO...... He hit his head really hard first on the edge of the shelf of the coffee table before landing TUD on our ceramic tiled floor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart dropped with him and I knew his skull would surely get smashed. I actually hesitated picking him up for a very brief moment because of what I might see, a pool of blood. I considered for a split second how to get him to the hospital before I picked him up and examined him. There was a wee drop of blood from a tiny bit of scraped skin on his forehead. That's all. No bump, no bruise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239026627900631554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLTC9eTUagI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ZCKv28uw0CM/s320/P1030091.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought surely, a bruise would appear later, if not the next day, but nope. I still couldn't rest easy the whole day. What if there's concussion? A blood clot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan of course howled really loudly. I carried him and soothed him and took him away from the scene. Went to my bed and a few minutes later, he struggled free and started to reach for my bed post, the cheeky grin already on his face. Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, to the friend who recently wrote me a message on facebook: No, I'm not a good mommy at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1724419728033860860?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1724419728033860860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1724419728033860860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1724419728033860860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1724419728033860860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/moment-of-negligence-bleeding-forehead.html' title='A moment of negligence, a bleeding forehead'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLTC9eTUagI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ZCKv28uw0CM/s72-c/P1030091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-3487570706481887678</id><published>2008-08-18T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:59:01.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Aidan, upright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This post is long overdue. I say that because Aidan has been trying to pull himself up since when he was 7 months. He could master the art of standing while holding on to a stationary object when he turned 8 months. Now he's already 9 months :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKj87V2eg4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ty2xouOASdk/s1600-h/P1030047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235712663226319746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKj87V2eg4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ty2xouOASdk/s320/P1030047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKj87kAJVqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FoVN0elIJKA/s1600-h/P1030049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235712667024971426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKj87kAJVqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FoVN0elIJKA/s320/P1030049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238856419002628690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLQoKAvtOlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/xN5-2pK01Tk/s320/P1030050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-3487570706481887678?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/3487570706481887678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=3487570706481887678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3487570706481887678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3487570706481887678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/aidan-upright.html' title='Aidan, upright.'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKj87V2eg4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ty2xouOASdk/s72-c/P1030047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-4814356897096797436</id><published>2008-08-15T22:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:04:23.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's coming home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv1XAYN2wI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FvYD5FqJ7uY/s1600-h/P1020975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241052366963071746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv1XAYN2wI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FvYD5FqJ7uY/s320/P1020975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKWUuY8PyUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/F5x1YrxGwyM/s1600-h/P1020975.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally! It's been a long, tiring and lonely two weeks. I really take my hat off to single moms. It's really tough!&lt;br /&gt;Being 24/7 with a child this young is really quite boring. Aidan is at the stage where all he wants to do is to crawl around the whole house, tugging at things, chewing on stuffs, reaching at the impossible places and basically doing everything he mustn't do. He doesn't understand the concept of play or logic or danger. So can't really leave him alone for long and because there's really not much activities to engage him in, you can only follow him around the house making sure he is safe. Try doing this everyday, on your own, for a few weeks, it's mind-numbing I tell you! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part is that there is no respite. I couldn't hand him over to Daddy in the evening and then space out. It's hard to find time to do my own thing and I get hardly any adult contact on most days. I lined the weekdays with activites like meeting friends for lunch or bringing Aidan for trial classes at various learning centres, so that time could pass quickly. But weekends are the hardest because I don't like to go out then. Too crowded and transportation is a problem. The National Day weekend was especially bad for me. Stayed in with home delivered McDonalds, watching the celebration on TV by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I'm not complaining. I'd rather I get bored looking after Aidan than someone else get bored taking care of him. But sometimes, one does need to rant a little.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-4814356897096797436?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/4814356897096797436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=4814356897096797436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4814356897096797436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/4814356897096797436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/daddys-coming-home.html' title='Daddy&apos;s coming home!'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SLv1XAYN2wI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FvYD5FqJ7uY/s72-c/P1020975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-1947077280345122711</id><published>2008-08-13T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:53:43.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Oven-Baked potato and fish with shaved cheddar</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok, I know it doesn't look like much. But it smells really yummy and Aidan loves it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG_SjAZ6FI/AAAAAAAAAUM/d3MmEsAkzYI/s1600-h/P1030020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233674567336716370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG_SjAZ6FI/AAAAAAAAAUM/d3MmEsAkzYI/s320/P1030020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; With a side of boiled baby carrots as finger food for Aidan to feed himself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG_TJLlNmI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4u5m27C7-oM/s1600-h/P1030023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233674577584141922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG_TJLlNmI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4u5m27C7-oM/s320/P1030023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being used to pureed food, which is really very tasty and full-flavoured, Aidan doesn't really like to eat porridge. Some mommies told me they use stock to cook porridge so I decided to try it out. It does enhance the taste of porridge but Aidan still won't eat much of it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG_TQPCQXI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ArrlfIYvEQ8/s1600-h/P1020990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233674579477676402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG_TQPCQXI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ArrlfIYvEQ8/s320/P1020990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sometimes prepare this as a mid morning snack. I use natural plain yoghurt and then mash in a banana and mix it with my previously pureed fruit to sweeten.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG_TsAjKNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/1NbIujZeh28/s1600-h/P1020965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233674586933110994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG_TsAjKNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/1NbIujZeh28/s320/P1020965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-1947077280345122711?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/1947077280345122711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=1947077280345122711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1947077280345122711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/1947077280345122711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/baked-potato-and-fish-with-shaved.html' title='Oven-Baked potato and fish with shaved cheddar'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG_SjAZ6FI/AAAAAAAAAUM/d3MmEsAkzYI/s72-c/P1030020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-3575094591721728389</id><published>2008-08-13T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:10:38.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Out in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This boy really knows how to smile for the camera!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG9dcHmkxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TFo3pmTuAT8/s1600-h/P1030017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233672555443163922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG9dcHmkxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TFo3pmTuAT8/s320/P1030017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG9dlVWrmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0vOhcAJ35xA/s1600-h/P1030018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233672557916761698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG9dlVWrmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0vOhcAJ35xA/s320/P1030018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-3575094591721728389?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/3575094591721728389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=3575094591721728389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3575094591721728389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/3575094591721728389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-in-rain.html' title='Out in the rain'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG9dcHmkxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TFo3pmTuAT8/s72-c/P1030017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7672902692108355316</id><published>2008-08-13T00:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T00:35:18.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>My baby can drive a buggy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actually, I push him around. I'm not sure if he's old enough to know how to enjoy this yet. He's only 8 months! We went downstairs and I pushed him around but he's so blase just sitting on it and sucking on his two fingers, expressionless. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I find this to be really useful when he needs to be around me and yet I have things to do. So I just push him around here and there while I go about my chores.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6Ks_GVoI/AAAAAAAAATU/ci2YTTI4qaI/s1600-h/P1020983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233668935018501762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6Ks_GVoI/AAAAAAAAATU/ci2YTTI4qaI/s320/P1020983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6Kr73ioI/AAAAAAAAATc/4iZG2zT-Pos/s1600-h/P1020984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233668934736513666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6Kr73ioI/AAAAAAAAATc/4iZG2zT-Pos/s320/P1020984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6K-RXCZI/AAAAAAAAATk/i6wD1ojEJHQ/s1600-h/P1020986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233668939658496402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6K-RXCZI/AAAAAAAAATk/i6wD1ojEJHQ/s320/P1020986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6MUYgKkI/AAAAAAAAATs/zKGMOlpQH8U/s1600-h/P1020987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233668962773903938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6MUYgKkI/AAAAAAAAATs/zKGMOlpQH8U/s320/P1020987.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out the long spidery drool again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6MwnmxDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DBUUDgI5EDA/s1600-h/P1020988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233668970353443890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6MwnmxDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DBUUDgI5EDA/s320/P1020988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7672902692108355316?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7672902692108355316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7672902692108355316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7672902692108355316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7672902692108355316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-baby-can-drive-buggy.html' title='My baby can drive a buggy!'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG6Ks_GVoI/AAAAAAAAATU/ci2YTTI4qaI/s72-c/P1020983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2791123788899823168</id><published>2008-08-12T23:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:45:10.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Baby Jaccuzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took Aidan for Hydrotherapy today. This is supposed to be good for building of confidence in water and of course like all exercise, good for stimulating coordination and fitness. Babies are born-swimmers, having spent 9 months in their mothers' womb. Not sure if it's true but it's been said that if you throw a newborn into a pool, the baby will be able to float. However, Aidan is already 8 months and hence it's kinda late to introduce him to swimming. He has already developed a phobia of water as you'll see from his face. The lady told me the smaller babies take to the water very fast and will quickly kick their legs and move about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan was very tensed at first, looked scared and fussed a little. Had to bribed him with some biscuits. Then he started to feel curious and relaxed a little. He did moved round a little and kicked a little. But not for long, as he decided after about 20 mins that he had enough and began to cry haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Er...what are you doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1xVgtXTI/AAAAAAAAASE/Ypygf84SKLs/s1600-h/P1020991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233664101173779762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1xVgtXTI/AAAAAAAAASE/Ypygf84SKLs/s320/P1020991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1xkbu7FI/AAAAAAAAASM/KfMZUTTTs3M/s1600-h/P1020993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233664105179442258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1xkbu7FI/AAAAAAAAASM/KfMZUTTTs3M/s320/P1020993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1xxEHNyI/AAAAAAAAASU/jNBKrqAIcQ0/s1600-h/P1020997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233664108570031906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1xxEHNyI/AAAAAAAAASU/jNBKrqAIcQ0/s320/P1020997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1yLvfanI/AAAAAAAAASc/NCWtHlIFBpw/s1600-h/P1020999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233664115731294834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1yLvfanI/AAAAAAAAASc/NCWtHlIFBpw/s320/P1020999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1yLPMXEI/AAAAAAAAASk/wFFXKR6cwJ8/s1600-h/P1030003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233664115595828290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1yLPMXEI/AAAAAAAAASk/wFFXKR6cwJ8/s320/P1030003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shaking my bon bon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233665226365376866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG2y1LSmWI/AAAAAAAAASs/qyNvvrSX1Nc/s320/P1020996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Smiling, at last!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233665232876044450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG2zNbjgKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/C2ufv9rzG1U/s320/P1030005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233665241751855650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG2zuftoiI/AAAAAAAAAS8/r2ayCQt7koM/s320/P1030006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Getting bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKGu7Y64WzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NQUVtHe1U7E/s1600-h/P1020991.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKGygMIn1dI/AAAAAAAAARs/jJrTKB487z4/s1600-h/P1030006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKGygQ8uZiI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ICvAocE5sOg/s1600-h/P1030009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233665245911039682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG2z9_VvsI/AAAAAAAAATE/clIlf_o_n_o/s320/P1030009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKGyggPlqWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5X1Cj6o_HFQ/s1600-h/P1030010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233665250669665442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG20Pt4nKI/AAAAAAAAATM/ML2B8uc5qso/s320/P1030010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I intend to go back. I think I probably enjoyed myself more than he did haha... It's very safe and clean because you don't share the pool with other babies. The water is warm too. They also have baby massage which I am thinking of trying too. See their website here: &lt;a href="http://www.babyswimming.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;www.babyswimming.com.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2791123788899823168?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2791123788899823168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2791123788899823168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2791123788899823168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2791123788899823168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-jaccuzi.html' title='Baby Jaccuzi'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SKG1xVgtXTI/AAAAAAAAASE/Ypygf84SKLs/s72-c/P1020991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2899639031048469019</id><published>2008-07-28T22:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:06:02.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Fun at the Gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joined Gymboree a couple of months back. Main purpose is to give Aidan a chance to socialise wtih other friends and have some fun. Mommy isn't much fun to play with. Actually, Mommy also gets to socialise with the other Mommies hehe. So far, both are having fun :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Aidan and his little friends, Anri (left) and Ryo(right).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SI3ZPHeR6zI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RAeQ1UMpp2c/s1600-h/3littlefrens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228073596174330674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SI3ZPHeR6zI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RAeQ1UMpp2c/s320/3littlefrens.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6666cc;"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt; Aidan and Grace in the boat. Check out Mr Drooley's long spidery drool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228074480241036882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SI3aCk4NTlI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2AKbfAlQpK4/s320/webdrool.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228073602965858802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SI3ZPgxgafI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Rkmf7lEA-pE/s320/on+the+horsey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228073610726996482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SI3ZP9r5-gI/AAAAAAAAAQM/UdPkzHn0vtU/s320/out+the+drum.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228077821759939186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SI3dFFAZYnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/IAUnFBKZqXw/s320/smile.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228073620121596786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SI3ZQgrwM3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/M2NSp0zAL2E/s320/P1020676.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2899639031048469019?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2899639031048469019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2899639031048469019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2899639031048469019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2899639031048469019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-at-gym.html' title='Fun at the Gym'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SI3ZPHeR6zI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RAeQ1UMpp2c/s72-c/3littlefrens.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2723734061235494374</id><published>2008-07-26T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:06:03.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Oiishi sushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never thought I would have good sushi in Singapore. Ok, this thought occured after I tasted the good stuff at the world's largest fish market, &lt;em&gt;Tsukiji market in Tok&lt;/em&gt;yo last year. We went to &lt;em&gt;Shiraishi, Ritz Carlton Singapore&lt;/em&gt; on our anniversary this year but it's only alright. But we finally had some really good quality sushi today at &lt;em&gt;Sushi Yoshida&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both of us are HUGE fans of raw fish. Had wanted to go there for the longest time. DH had suggested this place but then I went to do my braces and couldn't eat well for some time. Then soon after, I got pregnant and refused to risk my baby by eating raw fish. But I went to tokyo when I was pregnant and thought if there is one safe place in the world to eat raw fish, it has to be Tsukiji market. And there, I went to heaven. But that story is for another time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So today, we had the set lunch. Very worth it. Only $38, comes with appetizer, soup and fruit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our appetizer. Half boiled egg with some sauce and garnish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227334931672706114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIs5bLxXrEI/AAAAAAAAAPU/pjKIGd-xIIM/s320/P1020957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both of us ordered the sushi moraiwase (sushi platter). On it are 8 different kinds of raw seafood, 2 slices of egg omelette and 3 small sushi rolls. I just realised what a bad picture I took because the Chutoro (tuna belly) was partially hidden! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227334942084017522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIs5byjnrXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/2TbR3exAbYE/s320/P1020958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227334940994001346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIs5bufvWcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/U4JL7Y4qnrQ/s320/P1020955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course we had to order the Otoro (premium fatty tuna belly). This cost $17 per piece! But it's worth it! It comes very close, almost like the ones we had in Tsukiji. Buttery, melts in your mouth goodness...mmm....mmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227334962762399106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIs5c_luvYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YNOfTkkPcfY/s320/P1020962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our sake, which wasn't very good. Not as good as the one we had at Shiraishi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227334950429726866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIs5cRpZGJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/MZL4FSrt7hI/s320/P1020960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's now on the top of our must go again list :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2723734061235494374?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2723734061235494374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2723734061235494374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2723734061235494374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2723734061235494374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-never-thought-i-would-have-good-sushi.html' title='Oiishi sushi'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIs5bLxXrEI/AAAAAAAAAPU/pjKIGd-xIIM/s72-c/P1020957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7842198147912022954</id><published>2008-07-26T22:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:06:05.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Au Petit Salut revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy has come back for a week before he takes off again so I finally have some time to catch up on my blogging. Although this isn't a food blog, my next two posts will be on food. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, we went back to Au Petit Salut because the quality of the food is really good and value for money. This time, we brought Aunty Elaine with us. It's my second time and yet I still enjoyed every single item we ordered. Some pictures for you. (Some dishes were repeated so I didn't take pictures of those.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Vitello Tonato” thin slices of roasted veal with light tuna sauce, rocket salad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227326504669946562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIsxwqvWIsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tNtP6XYJJSY/s320/P1020900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Our special mocktail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227326506930104914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIsxwzKNalI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EDRy2fLKch8/s320/P1020901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oven baked seabass fillet with ratatouille and tomato coulis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Seabass hidden under the pile of greens. Even tho' I'm not a big fan of cooked fish, I swear this is tasty!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227326513719751634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIsxxMc_M9I/AAAAAAAAAOU/2W3Wo4q-yzU/s320/P1020903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Pan-seared “Onglet” beef served with confit shallots and French fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(You'll love this if you love steak. I must have this the next time we go.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227326514309370146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIsxxOpkESI/AAAAAAAAAOM/aa8-ytgNkzw/s320/P1020902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fresh fruit salad infused with mint served with lemon verbena sorbet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(this taste as sweet as it looks)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227326517044043586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIsxxY1j30I/AAAAAAAAAOc/DXYYAt7K42Y/s320/P1020904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mini gingerbread filled with apricot jam and served with cinnamon ice cream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ok, the gingerbread is kinda too strong for my liking and too sweet. Couldn't finish the whole thing. It's too rich)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227327557361330706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIsyt8Uh6hI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cQ3EuBkL4yA/s320/P1020905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;“Petit Pot” dark chocolate ganache 70% with whipped cream and chocolate shavings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I lost count of how many times Elaine said "mmm...this is soo good, mmm" as she slowly polished it off.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227327555861745746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIsyt2vAEFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/k_auzUoD31w/s320/P1020906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The happy diners :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227327562179045010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIsyuORKZpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/INj8CattYhs/s320/P1020908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227331355821765314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIs2LCsEcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9h39Byqp46M/s320/P1020909.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7842198147912022954?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7842198147912022954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7842198147912022954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7842198147912022954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7842198147912022954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/07/au-petit-salut-revisited.html' title='Au Petit Salut revisited'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIsxwqvWIsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tNtP6XYJJSY/s72-c/P1020900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7270400722556415510</id><published>2008-07-18T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:06:05.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIColySDS3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/_FAhms-jmMI/s1600-h/P1020590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224360934855887730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIColySDS3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/_FAhms-jmMI/s200/P1020590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy come home soon. We miss you. Mommy is afraid she can't cope without you especially now I'm so active and sometimes very naughty. Without you around, she has to be with me 24/7 so it's very tiring for her. Have a good flight, take care and see you soon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7270400722556415510?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7270400722556415510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7270400722556415510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7270400722556415510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7270400722556415510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/07/missing-daddy.html' title='Missing Daddy'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SIColySDS3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/_FAhms-jmMI/s72-c/P1020590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-7511454384026505168</id><published>2008-07-15T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:44:13.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One sick family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy, Mommy and Aidan are all sick :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-7511454384026505168?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/7511454384026505168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=7511454384026505168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7511454384026505168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/7511454384026505168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-sick-family.html' title='One sick family'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-6919524456756210854</id><published>2008-07-07T22:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:06:05.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home cooked food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby food'/><title type='text'>Creamy goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagine thick creamy potato soup but with cod added. What I did was using my previously pureed potato, heated, I added some formula milk, some rice cereal and the newly steamed and pureed cod fish in it. The result is &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cream of Potato and Cod&lt;/span&gt; with Broccoli puree on the side. Really yummy and Aidan finished it all in no time. With a little creativity, his meal times get more interesting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIsMOzXr1I/AAAAAAAAANk/Ro4r70NNge0/s1600-h/Cream+of+potato+and+cod.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220283506719436626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIsMOzXr1I/AAAAAAAAANk/Ro4r70NNge0/s320/Cream+of+potato+and+cod.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was for our dinner. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ginger and Sesame Chicken&lt;/span&gt; with Shitake Mushrooms and a dash of DOM. Typical confinement food but oddly, I don't recall having this during my confinement. Don't think this was on the menu of my confinement catering company and even if it was, it must've tasted yucky. Now, THIS is delicious hehehe...of course it is, since I cooked it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIsMYndLUI/AAAAAAAAANs/UhYnTFaDAxg/s1600-h/P1020886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220283509353819458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIsMYndLUI/AAAAAAAAANs/UhYnTFaDAxg/s320/P1020886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-6919524456756210854?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/6919524456756210854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=6919524456756210854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6919524456756210854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/6919524456756210854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/07/creamy-goodness.html' title='Creamy goodness'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIsMOzXr1I/AAAAAAAAANk/Ro4r70NNge0/s72-c/Cream+of+potato+and+cod.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-2846640058831671910</id><published>2008-07-07T22:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:06:06.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Tug-O-War</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what we do on a daily basis. He's so strong and determined to get his way that I have to grab his body to stop him. I can't put him on my bed anymore. I wonder what's the fascination with edges that he'll instantly pull himself there and try to leap off. So we tug.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It doesn't look like it required any effort on my part but the fact is I often have to struggle to hold him in place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIm1KIBkRI/AAAAAAAAANM/n-nPLqj4rbk/s1600-h/P1020876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220277612768760082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIm1KIBkRI/AAAAAAAAANM/n-nPLqj4rbk/s320/P1020876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIm1sjksXI/AAAAAAAAANU/8oFzqlRu6z0/s1600-h/P1020877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220277622011113842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIm1sjksXI/AAAAAAAAANU/8oFzqlRu6z0/s320/P1020877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIm1vK9ePI/AAAAAAAAANc/R6LgpWX6uOY/s1600-h/P1020878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220277622713186546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIm1vK9ePI/AAAAAAAAANc/R6LgpWX6uOY/s320/P1020878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8420216712389816006-2846640058831671910?l=missyspendalot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/feeds/2846640058831671910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8420216712389816006&amp;postID=2846640058831671910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2846640058831671910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8420216712389816006/posts/default/2846640058831671910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missyspendalot.blogspot.com/2008/07/tug-o-war.html' title='Tug-O-War'/><author><name>Aggieb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01768991859404744930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SHIm1KIBkRI/AAAAAAAAANM/n-nPLqj4rbk/s72-c/P1020876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8420216712389816006.post-4784970592391591113</id><published>2008-07-06T01:56:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:06:06.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breastfeeding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Trials of breastfeeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SG_Af6lff5I/AAAAAAAAANE/gkutIY4MAZM/s1600-h/25112007447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219602147680681874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="129" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l8KA6JHY1vo/SG_Af6lff5I/AAAAAAAAANE/gkutIY4MAZM/s200/25112007447.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although I stopped breastfeeding Aidan at around 6 months, I want to blog about it to serve as a reminder to the intial utter horrific but later most fulfilling experience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most women tend to fret about labour pain but my major concern had always been pain from breastfeeding. Elaine would tell you that this had been my fear since many many years ago. Out of shyness. I shall not disclose the reason for this fear. I'd suspected, that this was going to be an extremely painful process for me. Indeed it was, and more painful than I could ever imagine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's really amazing how a tiny baby could so instinctively and efficiently chomp chomp right away while being totally oblivious to your pain. By the end of the first day, the staff nurse was shocked at the extent of my sore nipples. She couldn't figure out why it was this bad as Aidan was latching on well and you're not supposed to get very sore if the baby is properly latched on. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the second day, he drew blood. I didn't know till I saw blood spots on his tiny baby vest and around his tiny mouth. I was advised to air my nipples, might as well as I couldn't bear to put on my bra anyway. It was too painful. Any contact was painful, so I went shirtless as well. The staff nurse commented that most people by then, would have given up. Thinking back, I had no idea how I endured it all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My breasts were swollen and nipples were the size of my thumb. It never stopped feeling tender, sore and painful. For two weeks, I was walking around the house topless. It's not a pretty sight, I looked and felt mutilated especially since I was also recovering from C-sect. This is really bad because during confinement, we're supposed to keep very warm and not get exposed to any wind. Hence, during the first month, I caught the chill, shivered non stop for 5 hours and had high fever twice. I don't think my body has recovered since. I still get aches and 'wind' in my body. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was never a problem with latching on. Aidan was a natural at it and could not have enough. This was made a lot worse by my milk not coming in till the end of the first week. I felt really stressed out and so useless. By then he was already drinking 90ml. After that, my milk came in slowly and I could never keep up with his pace. As such, we had to supplement him with formula. This was a really long and tedious process. With many books written about nipple confusion, we had used a cup for fear that he wouldn't reject my slow flowing nipple. So each feed took about 1.5hours and in another 1.5 hours, we would start the whole process all over. Muliply that by 7 times a day. It was the longest 2 weeks of my life. (we finally gave him the bottle around 2 weeks) There was no day and night. Weekends meant nothing. You don't see any way out or an end to the cycle. I had at most 4 hours of fragmented sleep a day for the first week. By the end of the first month, my total fragmented sleep was, at best, 6 hours a day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow, by the end of the second week, my nipples were toughened up. It gradually became less painful and sore and eventually, it even began to look normal. However, I think I truly got the hang of breastfeeding only after the 6th week and slowly I began to enjoy the process.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know how to describe the feeling. It must be the most amazing and awesome feeling that you're giving this little helpless being, food made from your body. You're nourishing this tiny being and giving him the best nourishment possible. You're making and seeing him grow stronger everyday by drinking the best that you can possibly give him that is breastmilk. Seeing him suckle happily and filling his little tummy gave me the greatest sense of achievement. All the pain had been worthwhile. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I felt sad when I made the decision to stop breastfeeding. It's like everything that I had endured for, came to an end. What a waste. I still miss being pregnant very much. A baby was inside of me, it was a part of me. 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