Remembering Love At Bedtime

At bedtime, JJ looks to me with sleepy eyes and says in a soft, quiet voice: Mommy? A long, long time ago, when you were old, you wore glasses. And your hair was very, very long. And you pau pau me and I was a baby. You remember?

Pam Song: 😚 Yes, I remember. ❤️ I will always remember. =')

#preciousmoments

Picture taken on 26 March 2018, in the plane, enroute to Tokyo, Japan.

Just me and my forever baby.

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My baby, JJ... 

Mommy loves how you somehow always manage to remember everything. Right down to the very last detail – what was worn, what was said, what was happening, what music was playing, and even what smell was in the air. It gives the assurance that even someday when I'm gone, you'll still remember the person that I was and the relationship that we shared as mother and son. I love you, Baby. 4,120,927 times more than you remember that I do.

XOXO, 

Mommy

JJ Has A Way With Words

Tonight I endured yet another impossible bedtime with JJ after he somehow sneaked in a nap in the afternoon. Sigh. Should definitely start cutting that nap out for my sanity's sake la! Beh tahan liao.


Aaaannd he's still got this rotten habit of holding the boob to fall asleep, which irritates me no end cos like, HEY! Those are MINE now! Give 'em back! Your time with them are OVER, BRUH! 😡

But of course, JJ being JJ a.k.a Mr YOLO a.k.a Mr Bo Chun a.k.a Mr Water-Off-A-Duck's-Back – he remains unfazed and pays little to no heed to my nightly warnings and grumblings. So tonight, I lost it.

Pam Song: *in super fierce, extra loud, booming boss-mom voice* I SAID, NO TOUCHING THE NEN NEN!!! 😡😡😡

JJ: ☹️ *pouty face* I’m not! *pause* I’m just touching your... *pause* ...heart. *pause* 😏

🤦🏻‍♀️

I surrender la. I surrender.

Heartbreakingly Replaceable

Bedtime conversations with the kids are usually funny and/or sweet. But tonight... Sigh. Tonight totally crashed and burned for me. Why? Well, here's why:

JJ: *out of the blue and matter of fact-ly* Mommy, I think when you die, another mommy will come.

Pam: 😳😐😢💔

Goodnight. Imma go cry myself to sleep now. 😭 

Thundercloud Love

JJ has a thing for stickers.

As in, he likes to stick them everywhere and on everyone. I think it's a real waste of stickers and honestly, I'm not too fond of this habit of his. I mean, back in my day, stickers were precious! So expensive and so difficult to come by! Where got simply just stick everywhere wan?? But this generation of kids ah... tsk tsk tsk. Sticker macam no need money liddat. Just stick, stick, stick everywhere. So, this happened today...


Pam Song: JJ, why did you put a thundercloud on my iPad??

JJ: *big innocent eyes* Because I love you.

 😳 AWWWW... Okay.

The thundercloud stays. ⛈

Stick la, stick. 🤗

Pitsssss...

I don’t understand why any woman in her right mind would prepare for, create, upload, and subsequently publish a video of herself teaching a hairstyle tutorial in sleeveless clothing. Sleeveless! Of all things to wear! Because, like... all the pits, yo!! My gosh! Argh!! Why la, why?!? 😭


It just doesn’t... I just can’t... ugh... just don’t la, ok? Please don’t. Especially not if your pits are black, dark or hairy la aiyo. Really cannot take it. *shiver* But seriously la, I think no matter how pretty your pits also, I wouldn’t wanna have it in my face for the whole 5 minutes it takes for you to teach me a sexy up-do. Cos it ain’t sexy. Kthxbai.

Because Words Matter

I'm so glad that while The Husband is your typical, everyday Chinaman when it comes to certain things, he's also not your typical, everyday Chinaman when it comes to other things. Like when he says things like this:


The Husband: Honey, I’m so glad you’re in my life.

Pam Song: 🙂

The Husband: I mean... I’m so glad I’m in your life. Not the same, right?

Pam Song: AWWW... *melts*

Ya lor. Not the same. 😘

These Brothers Know Each Other (Too) Well

JJ comes along with The Husband and I to pick JZ up from school at 1.45pm. On the way to JZ's class, we pick up a chocolate roll from the school deli – one for each of them. Because like, which kid doesn't like a chocolate roll for no reason at all, right? Haha. Then, when we meet up with JZ, this conversation ensues:


JJ: *excitedly* Koko, I chose the chocolate roll for you.

JZ: *skeptical* Mama, did he?

Pam: Yeah!

The Husband: See, Didi knows what you like. Do you know what Didi likes?

JZ: *with no hesitation whatsoever* Of course. Didi likes to hit me.

😅😂

Well, can't say he's wrong cos... true also. Hahaha.

What Do You Do When Birds Poop On Your Car?

There's a tree just outside of JZ's school that I park under during drop-off. I haven't really seen any birds on it, but I usually find bird poop on my car after that. Today was no different. I dropped JZ off at class and then proceeded to go back to my car with JJ, whom I've got to send to another school after. And then I saw it. I saw it all. Ugh. Yuck. 🤮😡


Pam Song: Haiya. The bird poo poo on my car!!

JJ: Haiya. I think Papa need to buy you another car. Right??

Yes. That's a very valid reason to buy a new car, JJ.
Please tell Papa for me, thank you. 😆