<?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-3612936862248240720</id><updated>2011-09-09T05:24:05.827-07:00</updated><category term='question and answer'/><category term='cycling'/><category term='swimming'/><title type='text'>my dearest son</title><subtitle type='html'>A scrapbook about my lovely moment spent together with my dearest child!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-7341230710784528504</id><published>2010-12-12T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T12:43:57.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question and answer'/><title type='text'>Swimming or Cycling?</title><content type='html'>Two days in the evening, Hong Zheng went cycling with me. On the way i posted him a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Do you like swimming or cycling?&lt;br /&gt;HZ: Swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Why?&lt;br /&gt;HZ: Cycling is hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting answer. An answer from 3 year old kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-7341230710784528504?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/7341230710784528504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/12/swimming-or-cycling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7341230710784528504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7341230710784528504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/12/swimming-or-cycling.html' title='Swimming or Cycling?'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8244776238053052266</id><published>2010-07-10T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T01:54:39.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm,,,,, soap soap</title><content type='html'>we decided to send Hong Zheng to nanny. After a week ,he seems to understand he must go although he does not want to.&lt;br /&gt;I do not send him there as i worry i will not able to control myself and leave the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All information i got it from his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first three days, Hong Zheng kept holding his dad's hand and never want to leave him.&lt;br /&gt;On friday, he still soap soap but he mumble:"Mommy goes to work in NS. Daddy goes to work in computer shop. I need to go nanny's house. Mummy and daddy will pick me up after they come back..soap..soap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked into nanny house although he kind of refuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is getting more understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng, mommy still love you although we have to send you to nanny. Mommy loves you but life still need to go on..I am sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8244776238053052266?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8244776238053052266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/hm-soap-soap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8244776238053052266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8244776238053052266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/hm-soap-soap.html' title='Hm,,,,, soap soap'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1381420306223019509</id><published>2010-07-02T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:39:14.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am growing up!</title><content type='html'>One day, while i was trying to hold hand while come down from stair. He told me to let go and wait him all the way at ground floor. He wanted to prove to me that he can walk down on his own and he did! I started to realize my son is trying to tell me he is growing up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1381420306223019509?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1381420306223019509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-growing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1381420306223019509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1381420306223019509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-growing-up.html' title='I am growing up!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-7849729490785693609</id><published>2010-07-02T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:37:18.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiting his diapers</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng quits his diaper during his nap and is also slowly quitting his diaper at night. He does not wake up for wee at midnight. Possible? Maybe he sleeps late lately. Maybe he drinks less water lately. Maybe his kidney able to keep more water? One thing for sure, he does not drink much plain water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-7849729490785693609?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/7849729490785693609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/quiting-his-diapers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7849729490785693609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7849729490785693609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/quiting-his-diapers.html' title='Quiting his diapers'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5646251794323885728</id><published>2010-07-02T23:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:34:12.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to juggle family and career?</title><content type='html'>I love my son but i need to work too. How can i handle them? I am trying each day hoping i can make the situation gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning, i woke up at 6:30am to cook lunch and dinner before i leave to work. I stop doing it after Hong Zheng claim stomach ache. I start to cater for food caterer. Still dont work. I am looking for nanny. Still dont work? What should i do? I am tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what should i do? I am totally exhausted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-5646251794323885728?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5646251794323885728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-to-juggle-family-and-career.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5646251794323885728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5646251794323885728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-to-juggle-family-and-career.html' title='How to juggle family and career?'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-7268922726927159904</id><published>2010-07-02T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:15:34.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stomach ache</title><content type='html'>Last two weeks, Hong Zheng started to claim he has stomach ache. It is worst during mid night when he got up half way sleep and claim pain. At least 6-7 times throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought him to see doctor, the whole hospital can know us as Hong Zheng can make the whole hospital so "huha". He was so phobia to see doctor after the incident of Influenza A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dad never follow the proper medication time so it drags him up to 5 days. I took unpaid leave and look after him. After a day, he is fully recovered. No more stomach ache, no more fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our observation, Hong Zheng actually has kind of stomach gastric where by it is worsen off during the meal time. That implies, irregular feeding hour. Off course, his dad wont feed him at the good timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i still keep him with his dad? I cannot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-7268922726927159904?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/7268922726927159904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/stomach-ache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7268922726927159904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7268922726927159904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/stomach-ache.html' title='Stomach ache'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4349603287850770569</id><published>2010-07-02T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:07:23.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so sorry</title><content type='html'>Looking back to my old blogs, it has been idling for the past two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two months, so much things change....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng claimed stomach ache  afew ago.&lt;br /&gt;We cater for dinner during weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng follows his dad to computer shop.&lt;br /&gt;I am reactivated as a career yet tired woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, what i had done? I visited Hong Zheng's soon to be baby sitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng dad claimed he cannot handle Hong Zheng and do his business at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am terrifyingly sad! so sad that i cannot describe anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i just cannot have a happy family who does not worry about all this? Why cant i give more precious time with my son? Since i have to work to support my hubby's ambitious, since i have to work to support the family while he is adventuring, why cant i give a happy childhood with my son while he still so attach to us?? Why? I can say nothing but two words " faith", "destiny".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng,  mummy is sorry to you because that is all i can give it to you..I am so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4349603287850770569?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4349603287850770569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-so-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4349603287850770569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4349603287850770569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-so-sorry.html' title='I am so sorry'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1164011702715802339</id><published>2010-05-13T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:44:43.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy and busy</title><content type='html'>Left half month i will have to drop my SAHM title and become a career woman. I am going to hold a section manager post in a MNC company. Life will be so much different. It is a hard decision which took me and my hubby two weeks to make such decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Hong Zheng's dad, he already resigned his current job and starting his new adventure operating a computer services business in our neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about Hong Zheng? We decided to keep Hong Zheng with his dad for the coming six months in his computer shop. If Hong Zheng able to coorperate well, we will send him for half day kindi next year. We will have to send him for full day kindi if his dad cannot handle him and his business concurrently. I definitelly wish Hong Zheng can stay with his dad as i fully believe he can continue to learn and explore together with his dad. Hopefully he can turn up become a cooperative boy. I deeply hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food wise, i plan to cook rice for them before leaving for work. Meanwhile also get ready some fresh fish and vegetables so that his dad can steam and eat for thier lunch. As for dinner, i will try to cook after work if possible else we will have to eat out for the time being. I think this is the best arrangement i can make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much negative comment about catering food so i decided to drop searching for catering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is gonna to be a big big change and i deeply wish my little boy can give us 100% coorperation. Will know very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i am currently busy getting all the vendors in for the shop partition, electricity and furniture. Going to have a BIG WASH tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy but contented!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1164011702715802339?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1164011702715802339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-and-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1164011702715802339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1164011702715802339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-and-busy.html' title='Busy and busy'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-579036618644294270</id><published>2010-05-13T23:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:31:47.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztrs2aJPI/AAAAAAAAAxU/63iitTF8UTM/s1600/apr+my+birthday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztrs2aJPI/AAAAAAAAAxU/63iitTF8UTM/s200/apr+my+birthday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471008982377833714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztrQE1xMI/AAAAAAAAAxM/MclcbZNJej0/s1600/apr+my+birthday2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztrQE1xMI/AAAAAAAAAxM/MclcbZNJej0/s200/apr+my+birthday2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471008974653736130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztq_svP7I/AAAAAAAAAxE/1K0mCN2OsCE/s1600/apr+my+birthday3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztq_svP7I/AAAAAAAAAxE/1K0mCN2OsCE/s200/apr+my+birthday3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471008970257678258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztqkt4f-I/AAAAAAAAAw8/vCOxJHQ01IM/s1600/apr+my+birthday4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztqkt4f-I/AAAAAAAAAw8/vCOxJHQ01IM/s200/apr+my+birthday4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471008963014721506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I baked a strawberry cheese for my birthday cake. We celebrated in the early morning so that we can eat it as breakfast. Haha, we were all still in pajamas. I think this family photo could not be found else where but i personally like it very much. It was my 35th birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-579036618644294270?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/579036618644294270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/579036618644294270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/579036618644294270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztrs2aJPI/AAAAAAAAAxU/63iitTF8UTM/s72-c/apr+my+birthday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8994651551747330906</id><published>2010-05-13T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:28:00.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztayxAv1I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Uul1NfZ_3q4/s1600/apr+exercise.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztayxAv1I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Uul1NfZ_3q4/s200/apr+exercise.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471008691908034386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztaeAYJrI/AAAAAAAAAws/iZrRX-XKnIY/s1600/apr+exercise2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztaeAYJrI/AAAAAAAAAws/iZrRX-XKnIY/s200/apr+exercise2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471008686335338162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a book about how to train our child physically fit. A few poses which i think it is safe we do together with Hong Zheng. It was fun but we are still abit cautions so we do not do it very often but he likes it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8994651551747330906?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8994651551747330906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/exercise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8994651551747330906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8994651551747330906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/exercise.html' title='Exercise'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-ztayxAv1I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Uul1NfZ_3q4/s72-c/apr+exercise.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-3611895731312384509</id><published>2010-05-13T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:25:35.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zsohjEISI/AAAAAAAAAwk/OcRuuu14hkw/s1600/apr+egg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zsohjEISI/AAAAAAAAAwk/OcRuuu14hkw/s200/apr+egg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471007828292673826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng loves egg. To my surprise he is able to peel off the egg shell without damaging the egg. Off course with condition the egg is fresh and it wont stick on the shell. Look how much he enjoyed the egg. He likes both soft and hard boiled eggs. However, he dislike the hard boiled egg egg yolk. Surprise me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-3611895731312384509?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/3611895731312384509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/egg-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3611895731312384509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3611895731312384509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/egg-lover.html' title='Egg Lover'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zsohjEISI/AAAAAAAAAwk/OcRuuu14hkw/s72-c/apr+egg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2619987262093036118</id><published>2010-05-13T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:22:20.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird nest DIY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zrefHUN-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/oBxr6nmhBnM/s1600/apr+birdnest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zrefHUN-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/oBxr6nmhBnM/s200/apr+birdnest.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471006556329097186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zrePmgizI/AAAAAAAAAwU/kBvhuL4h2F4/s1600/apr+birdnest2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zrePmgizI/AAAAAAAAAwU/kBvhuL4h2F4/s200/apr+birdnest2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471006552164961074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zrd21KBTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/QMivbp7g-pc/s1600/apr+birdnes3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zrd21KBTI/AAAAAAAAAwM/QMivbp7g-pc/s200/apr+birdnes3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471006545515513138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We read a book about animal home which demonstrated how a bird nest can be build. Co-incidentally there are birds come to our backyard awning to build a nest. So, we decided to DIY a bird nest. Look, Hong Zheng was holding the DIY bird nest. haha, i do not think bird will want to stay in our nest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2619987262093036118?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2619987262093036118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/bird-nest-diy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2619987262093036118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2619987262093036118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/bird-nest-diy.html' title='Bird nest DIY'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zrefHUN-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/oBxr6nmhBnM/s72-c/apr+birdnest.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2064105668875448254</id><published>2010-05-13T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:18:50.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bean Art Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zq9esJG8I/AAAAAAAAAwE/-MzcI0LkWVk/s1600/apr+bean+art.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zq9esJG8I/AAAAAAAAAwE/-MzcI0LkWVk/s200/apr+bean+art.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471005989279439810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read a blog about craft work. So i decided to give it a try with Hong Zheng. However i have to admit that i am not a talented artist. I gave a few types of bean with different colors and we start to glue them on a piece of paper. I think Hong Zheng is equally less patient as  i am. So, the art work did not last long :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2064105668875448254?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2064105668875448254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/bean-art-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2064105668875448254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2064105668875448254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/bean-art-work.html' title='Bean Art Work'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zq9esJG8I/AAAAAAAAAwE/-MzcI0LkWVk/s72-c/apr+bean+art.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4534692654173304618</id><published>2010-05-13T23:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:15:39.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballons Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zqOJ4xGYI/AAAAAAAAAv8/uqDjGOjPntU/s1600/apr+ballon2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zqOJ4xGYI/AAAAAAAAAv8/uqDjGOjPntU/s200/apr+ballon2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471005176241396098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zqNqls96I/AAAAAAAAAv0/wbh7JePvZyQ/s1600/apr+ballon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zqNqls96I/AAAAAAAAAv0/wbh7JePvZyQ/s200/apr+ballon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471005167839934370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zqNf6w5vI/AAAAAAAAAvs/QE6F-qSp4WM/s1600/apr+more+ballons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zqNf6w5vI/AAAAAAAAAvs/QE6F-qSp4WM/s200/apr+more+ballons.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471005164975482610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng really loves to draw ballons. Look these are the ballons drawn by him. Not bad huh! Surprisingly is he can drew 6-7 ballons in less a minute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4534692654173304618?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4534692654173304618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/ballons-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4534692654173304618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4534692654173304618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/ballons-again.html' title='Ballons Again!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zqOJ4xGYI/AAAAAAAAAv8/uqDjGOjPntU/s72-c/apr+ballon2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-9191788282372891139</id><published>2010-05-13T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:12:47.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother's Day Apron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zp0y9sTwI/AAAAAAAAAvk/iNmrxONosNo/s1600/apr+apron.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zp0y9sTwI/AAAAAAAAAvk/iNmrxONosNo/s200/apr+apron.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471004740591308546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zpk8UV0-I/AAAAAAAAAvc/xXwpPNTuvl0/s1600/apr+apron2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zpk8UV0-I/AAAAAAAAAvc/xXwpPNTuvl0/s200/apr+apron2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471004468224316386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a piece of apron for my own self as a closing ceremony of being a SAHM. I am quiting my job very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? It has some embroidery specially made by my ex- colleague who currently running a uniform and T-shirt business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-9191788282372891139?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/9191788282372891139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mothers-day-apron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/9191788282372891139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/9191788282372891139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mothers-day-apron.html' title='My Mother&apos;s Day Apron'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S-zp0y9sTwI/AAAAAAAAAvk/iNmrxONosNo/s72-c/apr+apron.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8482053684413534317</id><published>2010-05-01T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T13:19:35.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick again!</title><content type='html'>Do you know how much machine i store up in my fridge. How often me and Hong Zheng have been visited clinic, hospital and specialist in the past one month?? At least 5 times for visiting and 10 bottles of medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are them and what are the purpose?&lt;br /&gt;HEXBIO Pro-batic 5 sachets - 1 sach per day. This diary supplement was prescribed lately due to Hong Zheng complained to me he has stomach-ache. Helps to control diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smecta Dioctahedral Smectite 3g - 5 saches - Half sach per consumption. To stop diarrhea. I do not give this to Hong Zheng as he only has loose stools twice a day which i think it is still ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hydrinate yellow liquid - 6ml per comsumption to contol vomitting. I only never give this to him as he did not throw up seriously. Only once a day and not then serious vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allergic transparent liquid 2.5ml per consumption - Hong Zheng lately started to react to medication. Rashes grow in when under medication. Medication allergic. I have no choice but to give him this each time to see rashes grow in. Pity boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fever pink liquid - His number one medicine. Hong Zheng fever can easyily shoot up to 39C once he was in fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown and white liquid for cough - White machine started to prescribe by Dr Lee CM from Pantai Hospital ever since he detected Hong Zheng has whizzy cough. I was told this machine can only sold through doctor's prescibition. Brown liquid is the normal cough medicine. This is only his frequent "visitor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...they are more to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8482053684413534317?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8482053684413534317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/sick-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8482053684413534317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8482053684413534317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/sick-again.html' title='Sick again!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5346696557844374857</id><published>2010-05-01T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:49:51.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is going to be different very soon</title><content type='html'>Life is going to be 180C changes from 1st of Jun 2010. I am going to quit my SAHM position and become a 12 hours working mother. Very sad as the wonderful and precious moment with my son is going to be a full stop. Off course not totally full stop but just maybe 3 hours a day and 48 hours in the weekend. Sad but this is the fact of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel bad as i think Hong Zheng still need me at home. He is just a two years old 5 months boy. I hope he can understand me as a mum as well as a wife who always need to support his dad as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things needed to be plan and trial out as you know, he has been with me 24hours per day for the past one year two months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-5346696557844374857?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5346696557844374857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-is-going-to-be-different-very-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5346696557844374857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5346696557844374857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-is-going-to-be-different-very-soon.html' title='Life is going to be different very soon'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8437521865748841981</id><published>2010-04-17T19:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T17:03:12.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jelly and Jam JJJ</title><content type='html'>One day when Hong Zheng came down stair for bath, he sang a song with his created "instrument", a roll of flayers. At first, i did not understand about the lyrics. I asked him what he sing and from where he learns. He then told me he said "Jelly and Jam JJJ" from phonics book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b2b8b51e098c07f4" 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://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2b8b51e098c07f4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331448054%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D420A4C64AA68165ED10D2DFA432E02694CC1B5.C00B29B1C91A6D0481083353AFC71F997AEDFA3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2b8b51e098c07f4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHIIOMcpR2VYVlt5Bo12SBbu2jsg&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://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2b8b51e098c07f4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331448054%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D420A4C64AA68165ED10D2DFA432E02694CC1B5.C00B29B1C91A6D0481083353AFC71F997AEDFA3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2b8b51e098c07f4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHIIOMcpR2VYVlt5Bo12SBbu2jsg&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/3612936862248240720-8437521865748841981?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8437521865748841981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/jelly-and-jam-jjj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8437521865748841981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8437521865748841981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/jelly-and-jam-jjj.html' title='Jelly and Jam JJJ'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4331458710946034211</id><published>2010-04-17T19:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T01:06:32.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Influenza A Positive!</title><content type='html'>On 13th April, i brought Hong Zheng to Pantai Specialist because he had high fever up to 39.2C and condition did not improve although under fever medication.&lt;br /&gt;He took his medicine at around 11:30am and we set off to Pantai at 2pm as clinic rests from 1-2pm.&lt;br /&gt;We were the 6th patient in the noon. When came to our turn , it is around 3:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor took his temperature and it was 40.2C! Doctor explained it could be just a normal fever or influenza. He took small sample of saliva using a cotton butt and tested with a rapid kid. We were asked to perform a blood test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After around 30min of waiting, we got the blood report and went back to clinic. I immediately asked the nurse how was the result and she told me it was POSITIVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly believe my eye and ear as the way she told me was like kidding on me! Finally we went in again and it was confirmed, Influenza A positive! Oh my god! I was told H1N1 was the subset of Influenza A. Hong Zheng might not or might affected H1N1. Doctor told me he wards are full and Hong Zheng cannot be wadded but he can go under medication and quarantine at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day after home, i started to keep an enye on his temeperature. I took his tempearature after each 30min to 1 hour started from 8pm Tuesday. His temperature got stable only after the following day night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S8q8zAol90I/AAAAAAAAAvU/agKK_IMXck4/s1600/influenzaA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S8q8zAol90I/AAAAAAAAAvU/agKK_IMXck4/s200/influenzaA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461385082669758274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/LeeHZ/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 6th day, temperature is within control but somewhat cough is never recover. Really really worry me. Will call doctor tomorrow if further check up is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me why he was affected? I do not know maybe the last sunday shopping trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4331458710946034211?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4331458710946034211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/influenza-positive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4331458710946034211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4331458710946034211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/influenza-positive.html' title='Influenza A Positive!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S8q8zAol90I/AAAAAAAAAvU/agKK_IMXck4/s72-c/influenzaA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2036620746801265619</id><published>2010-04-09T20:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T03:40:44.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inhale bubbles</title><content type='html'>Today in bathroom,  Hong Zheng somehow inhaled bubbles into his nose. He complained to me that it was pain. Poor boy. He likes to generates some bubbles in a cup and then blow it. Today, he put the cup too close to his nose. Poor my son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2036620746801265619?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2036620746801265619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/inhale-bubbles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2036620746801265619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2036620746801265619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/inhale-bubbles.html' title='Inhale bubbles'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-335874994545796094</id><published>2010-04-09T20:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T05:03:31.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiting diaper during nap!</title><content type='html'>I told him he has to quit his diaper during nap time so that when he goes to school next year, he will not need teacher to help him. So, we tried it up and it worked on the first day. He went to pass his urine before his nap. One hour later, he claimed for wee wee. I brought him to washroom. After his business, he went back to sleep for another hour. I was so amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day, as first day, he past his urine before nap but some how he did ask for wee wee during his nap. As a result, he got wet but he still fall asleep for another hour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-335874994545796094?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/335874994545796094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/quiting-diaper-during-nap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/335874994545796094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/335874994545796094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/quiting-diaper-during-nap.html' title='Quiting diaper during nap!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-7128966044574914333</id><published>2010-04-09T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T03:50:34.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you want to go school?</title><content type='html'>I always ask him if he wants to go school to learn new things from teacher. He usually said "No". Surprisingly, one day he said yes and then go to wear his shirt and paints. He actually always wait for me to help him. While trying to put on his clothes, he mumbles " teacher teaches me tree, flower, fish, and bra bra!" These are the sentences i use to tell him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-7128966044574914333?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/7128966044574914333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-want-to-go-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7128966044574914333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7128966044574914333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-want-to-go-school.html' title='Do you want to go school?'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5574505419591421643</id><published>2010-04-09T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T05:06:41.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start to be a better listener!</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng are getting better as a listener. He listened and followed my instruction.&lt;br /&gt;He can sit still in trolley without asking to go down when we were in the shopping mall about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He understand he need to handover his favourite Yakult to the cashier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can quickly clean up his mess after being asked to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, sometimes incidents still happen. I think this is normal as he is still a two years old 4 months boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-5574505419591421643?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5574505419591421643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/start-to-be-better-listener.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5574505419591421643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5574505419591421643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/start-to-be-better-listener.html' title='Start to be a better listener!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8307397288941008022</id><published>2010-04-09T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T03:47:27.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Trick! Start all over again!</title><content type='html'>I always limit Hong Zheng for some bedtime story books. If i do not do so, he can ask me to read for a few hours non-stop. So, always he appeals me one last book. His one last book is never ending. So, one day, i told him that was really the last book and he nodded as a sign of agreement. So, i started to read page by page, when half way through, he asked me to go back to first page and start all over again. It was wierd but i sort of agree and start all over again. Again half way he asked to start all over again! Ha! this is his trick to keep the forever last book!! See, how smart he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8307397288941008022?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8307397288941008022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-trick-start-all-over-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8307397288941008022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8307397288941008022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-trick-start-all-over-again.html' title='New Trick! Start all over again!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-6838111579144780424</id><published>2010-04-09T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T03:44:09.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a sprinkle!</title><content type='html'>Without knowing any reason, i found a sprinkle at my right thumb. I told Hong Zheng it was a sprinkle. He read a book about First Aid which sounds "if you have a sprinkle, tweeze it, put medicine on it and get a hug". Without asking, he quickly jumped up from bed and went to take medicine. He volunteerly opened the cover and put the medicine tube on my hand. I was really relly touch. He closed it after i applied the medicine and then return it to the drawer. He then came to give me a hug. So sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-6838111579144780424?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/6838111579144780424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-got-sprinkle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6838111579144780424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6838111579144780424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-got-sprinkle.html' title='I got a sprinkle!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-439570775016422173</id><published>2010-04-04T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:36:56.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A ballon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S7l27rDGP3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/Vh3_GwPNbcY/s1600/ballon1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S7l27rDGP3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/Vh3_GwPNbcY/s200/ballon1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456523191076142962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng is getting better in controlling his hand in drawing what he wants. He drew balloon!&lt;br /&gt;Surprisely he drew a nice one with a circle and a string! Nice job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the satisfaction look on his face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-439570775016422173?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/439570775016422173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/ballon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/439570775016422173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/439570775016422173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/ballon.html' title='A ballon!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S7l27rDGP3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/Vh3_GwPNbcY/s72-c/ballon1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1833170650952436891</id><published>2010-04-04T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:34:05.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with a raw fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S7l2RxHKKDI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2v8lYT5mFog/s1600/fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S7l2RxHKKDI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2v8lYT5mFog/s200/fish.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456522471149283378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever let your child play with raw fish? Not fish from fish tank but from wet market?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always give any grocery things to Hong Zheng to play while i am preparing for meal. He first started to play with onions, garlic, sweet corn. After that he switch to red bean, black bean and soy beans. Lately i started to give him raw fish. I have no choice as he has get bored to those things that he use to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off course i took the oppurtunity to teach him about fin, scale, tail, eye. How fish fish balance themselves in water, how they control the directio and how they breath in water. Never forget about cold blooded animal vs warm blooded animals...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1833170650952436891?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1833170650952436891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-with-raw-fish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1833170650952436891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1833170650952436891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-with-raw-fish.html' title='Playing with a raw fish'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S7l2RxHKKDI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2v8lYT5mFog/s72-c/fish.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-6547650212217677907</id><published>2010-04-04T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:27:46.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you with all my heart!</title><content type='html'>Lately read Hong Zheng on this book with title : "I love you with all my heart!". One day when i was putting him bath, he said it to me:"Mommy, i love you with all my heart!" So lovely and touching. Dont you agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book describes about a baby tear finding answer the meaning of " my mommy loves me with all my heart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We come to learn how animals share their love with their little one, example, mommy fox gives friendly nibble, penguin gives hug with her fins and more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fc58c7f096828e17" 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://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc58c7f096828e17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331448054%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D6A5813EB1DB0251CE467DA256C4BE8DE6804D6.68CAA8D0B3D52530808832BA7F840671DE8CEE1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc58c7f096828e17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3_CAVl6ERprE7-L8Gf209k_RJfU&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://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfc58c7f096828e17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331448054%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D6A5813EB1DB0251CE467DA256C4BE8DE6804D6.68CAA8D0B3D52530808832BA7F840671DE8CEE1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfc58c7f096828e17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3_CAVl6ERprE7-L8Gf209k_RJfU&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/3612936862248240720-6547650212217677907?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/6547650212217677907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-you-with-all-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6547650212217677907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6547650212217677907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-you-with-all-my-heart.html' title='I love you with all my heart!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-6951565562884677527</id><published>2010-03-26T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T17:09:10.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seaside fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61MblQNFFI/AAAAAAAAAus/bl-HfmvX_YA/s1600/seaside02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61MblQNFFI/AAAAAAAAAus/bl-HfmvX_YA/s200/seaside02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453098760555795538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61MbTv5RrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/DByL73iOA1c/s1600/seaside01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61MbTv5RrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/DByL73iOA1c/s200/seaside01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453098755856877234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 11am but we still insisted to go for a seaside trip for fun one one sunny day after failing to visit KL. It is fun? I would say no as the weather is pretty warm. Hong Zheng did not seem to have fun too. He scared to go to the sea water. He only can fling sand in the air and do some pouring staff. Quit a boring trip i would say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-6951565562884677527?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/6951565562884677527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/seaside-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6951565562884677527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6951565562884677527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/seaside-fun.html' title='Seaside fun'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61MblQNFFI/AAAAAAAAAus/bl-HfmvX_YA/s72-c/seaside02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8359840481941429113</id><published>2010-03-26T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T17:11:22.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeping Floor 90%</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61M5Bmej4I/AAAAAAAAAu8/_asThr1SPG0/s1600/sweep02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61M5Bmej4I/AAAAAAAAAu8/_asThr1SPG0/s200/sweep02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453099266381614978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61MuRYa17I/AAAAAAAAAu0/rklIIMEEi7U/s1600/sweep01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61MuRYa17I/AAAAAAAAAu0/rklIIMEEi7U/s200/sweep01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453099081639057330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng can sweep the floor pretty well, i just so surprise to see how he swings the broom and carry the dustpan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him 90% for skill in sweeping the floor as he is only two years four months old! How about you?&lt;br /&gt;He can also nicely park the dustpan after completing the task. Sweet huh? So proud to see that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8359840481941429113?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8359840481941429113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweeping-floor-90.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8359840481941429113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8359840481941429113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweeping-floor-90.html' title='Sweeping Floor 90%'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S61M5Bmej4I/AAAAAAAAAu8/_asThr1SPG0/s72-c/sweep02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1630839716274411966</id><published>2010-03-26T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T16:55:13.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Online Bookstore was born!</title><content type='html'>It has been getting harder for me to share blog about Hong Zheng lately because my baby and children books online bookstore was just delivered - Books Station. Many things need to be done, take books photos, source for more books, reply customers, market my blog, improve my blog structure, do packing and shipment and more...it is time consume and involves a lot of effort. SOmetimes found it difficuit too as Hong Zheng keeps following me whatever what i am doing. But i like it as i know he will definitely learn together with me. Maybe when he slightly grown up, he too can learn some income through online..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, my first priority is my son, second is my bookstore. I love my son inorder to continue to be a SAHM, i must do something. what else than selling books online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my bookstore: &lt;a href="http://booksstation.blogspot.com"&gt;Books Station&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A online bookstore for baby and children books!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1630839716274411966?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1630839716274411966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-online-bookstore-was-born.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1630839716274411966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1630839716274411966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-online-bookstore-was-born.html' title='My Online Bookstore was born!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-7624519832437392227</id><published>2010-03-18T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T07:33:51.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick and Match</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I5yF5XV-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/7_oRBWAtoz4/s1600-h/match.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I5yF5XV-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/7_oRBWAtoz4/s200/match.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449982031810746338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng motor and learning skill has advance further. He can now match the shape and align it properly on the paper. He played it three months ago but i did not see his ability to do it but now he concurs! So happy to see his advancement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-7624519832437392227?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/7624519832437392227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/pick-and-match.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7624519832437392227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7624519832437392227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/pick-and-match.html' title='Pick and Match'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I5yF5XV-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/7_oRBWAtoz4/s72-c/match.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-6364031911679381736</id><published>2010-03-18T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T07:26:08.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I33uhtFaI/AAAAAAAAAuU/uA_YqpZ1wls/s1600-h/ballons04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I33uhtFaI/AAAAAAAAAuU/uA_YqpZ1wls/s200/ballons04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449979929593451938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I33Lx5lQI/AAAAAAAAAuM/7WJ58766mmQ/s1600-h/ballons03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I33Lx5lQI/AAAAAAAAAuM/7WJ58766mmQ/s200/ballons03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449979920266138882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I33J_Ua5I/AAAAAAAAAuE/xC2CPioefP0/s1600-h/ballons02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I33J_Ua5I/AAAAAAAAAuE/xC2CPioefP0/s200/ballons02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449979919785552786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng did not know how to play ballons! His cousin gave him three ballons and he just kept holding them. He starts crying when the ballons blew away by air. I was so irritated why he just kept holding ballons so i gave him a basket. Still the ballons got blew and he started to cry. I told him how did you play ballons? You should bounce, throw or kick them. Finally i only realize he did not know how to play ballons. After my few demonstration, he enjoyed playing with ballons. I even add some water into ballons and let him try out. Children are interesting, i thought they should be creative enough to know what to play. Look like not true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-6364031911679381736?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/6364031911679381736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/ballons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6364031911679381736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6364031911679381736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/ballons.html' title='Ballons!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I33uhtFaI/AAAAAAAAAuU/uA_YqpZ1wls/s72-c/ballons04.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5145697725543216782</id><published>2010-03-18T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T07:20:25.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clay fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I15sYbWDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Achty8nnWjU/s1600-h/clay+fun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I15sYbWDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Achty8nnWjU/s200/clay+fun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449977764354152498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hong Zheng learns clay work. This is the activity that let me focus and keep static for around 10min other than reading books. He is getting more creative and imaginary. He roll the clays into rod and tell me they are sticks. Very fun, isnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-5145697725543216782?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5145697725543216782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/clay-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5145697725543216782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5145697725543216782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/clay-fun.html' title='Clay fun'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I15sYbWDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Achty8nnWjU/s72-c/clay+fun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1314087290314729612</id><published>2010-03-18T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T07:14:28.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I1B24RpbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/B1oQY68O9eM/s1600-h/gingerbreadman2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I1B24RpbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/B1oQY68O9eM/s200/gingerbreadman2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449976805099414962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I036namvI/AAAAAAAAAts/6UQsMfxdhy8/s1600-h/gingerbreadman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I036namvI/AAAAAAAAAts/6UQsMfxdhy8/s200/gingerbreadman.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449976634303748850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a online learning website for learning phonics. Hong Zheng especially like to try this ginger bread man. The program is  very interactive as there are around 5-7 pages prompting for adding shapes and colors for eyes, mouth, nose and buttons. Hong Zheng learn to control mouse pretty well after learning this program. This is an interesting computer aided software. Give it a try at &lt;a href="www.starfall.com"&gt;starfall&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1314087290314729612?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1314087290314729612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/gingerbread-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1314087290314729612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1314087290314729612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/gingerbread-man.html' title='Gingerbread Man'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I1B24RpbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/B1oQY68O9eM/s72-c/gingerbreadman2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-7051462457037109036</id><published>2010-03-18T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T07:09:35.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I0GdJMgUI/AAAAAAAAAtk/RD0AOyOLi0I/s1600-h/art+work.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I0GdJMgUI/AAAAAAAAAtk/RD0AOyOLi0I/s200/art+work.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449975784578777410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng still rely on me when come to drawing. He rather ask me to draw instead he does the drawing. In order to let him try up, i draw cars and ask him to add wheels since he can draw circles. Look, he did a nice job by putting down the circles to the car. Nice job indeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-7051462457037109036?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/7051462457037109036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/wheels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7051462457037109036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7051462457037109036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/wheels.html' title='Wheels'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S6I0GdJMgUI/AAAAAAAAAtk/RD0AOyOLi0I/s72-c/art+work.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8161816455004929935</id><published>2010-03-18T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T07:04:05.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Telling Lies</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng started to tell me lie. He told me he wanted to poo at around 10:00pm last few days ago. When i brought him downstair, he told me no poo poo. I always bring him to bed around 8pm and read him 1 hour books. He will keep asking me to read him books. I refused that night due to tiringness, so he told me the lie. Two years old boy becomes a lier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8161816455004929935?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8161816455004929935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/telling-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8161816455004929935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8161816455004929935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/telling-lies.html' title='Telling Lies'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-6268573458338171714</id><published>2010-03-07T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T09:28:43.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fraser Hill Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PbTgw7msI/AAAAAAAAAtc/FY73eeyIejc/s1600-h/DSC04730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PbTgw7msI/AAAAAAAAAtc/FY73eeyIejc/s200/DSC04730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445937502680226498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the first day of CNY, we went to Fraser Hill together with Lee's family. We departed around 8:30am. The journey took us  around one hour. The road towards the hill is very tough and dad seem to drive very skillfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE arrived at Frasr Hill around 11am and started our picnic in one of the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather is cold so i had a long sleeves for him. We went to a waterfall pond and Hong Zheng manage to see some fish with his uncle at a very close view. We then when to horse farm and Hong Zheng and his dad took a ride on horse. Hong Zheng was scared and he asked to stop. End of the day, we had a short tea break and i was told he nasi lemak, hard boiled eggs and other drinks at the malay stall cost his uncle RM60++!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PbS1kB9oI/AAAAAAAAAtU/LXqVSQOZSwQ/s1600-h/DSC04728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PbS1kB9oI/AAAAAAAAAtU/LXqVSQOZSwQ/s200/DSC04728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445937491083392642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PbRyOJbzI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Rf3-FgDra_M/s1600-h/DSC04722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PbRyOJbzI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Rf3-FgDra_M/s200/DSC04722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445937473006432050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PXv8h3x3I/AAAAAAAAAtE/GC6qCPVICaw/s1600-h/DSC04733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PTuqxBjGI/AAAAAAAAAr8/dh6S-DjC1Dc/s200/DSC04788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445929173128416354" 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/3612936862248240720-6268573458338171714?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/6268573458338171714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/fraser-hill-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6268573458338171714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6268573458338171714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/fraser-hill-trip.html' title='Fraser Hill Trip'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PbTgw7msI/AAAAAAAAAtc/FY73eeyIejc/s72-c/DSC04730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-287491066615845960</id><published>2010-03-07T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T08:09:58.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Pow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PO7SrpUEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/z1dhFbTr2Q4/s1600-h/DSC04803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PO7SrpUEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/z1dhFbTr2Q4/s200/DSC04803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445923892443566146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When relatives gave ang pow to him, he did not bother.&lt;br /&gt;I started to teach him ang pow has money and he must keep the money in the coin box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng knows and loves money! When he saw money, he cried: "money, money!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson, when someone gave him ang pow, he will put the money into his coin box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-287491066615845960?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/287491066615845960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/ang-pow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/287491066615845960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/287491066615845960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/ang-pow.html' title='Ang Pow'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PO7SrpUEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/z1dhFbTr2Q4/s72-c/DSC04803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5973440203144258174</id><published>2010-03-07T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T09:22:47.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity Upgraded!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PNUvxOEiI/AAAAAAAAArs/_SJWuMhEgHY/s1600-h/DSC04859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PNUvxOEiI/AAAAAAAAArs/_SJWuMhEgHY/s200/DSC04859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445922130725048866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PNUOme27I/AAAAAAAAArk/lpuojjN0CEw/s1600-h/DSC04808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PNUOme27I/AAAAAAAAArk/lpuojjN0CEw/s200/DSC04808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445922121821641650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hong Zheng is getting more creative in building his toys. He put the wooden blocks in a row and told me that was a train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put the bolts through the wheels and told me that were mikes and mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very surprise to see his progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-5973440203144258174?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5973440203144258174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/hong-zheng-is-getting-more-creative-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5973440203144258174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5973440203144258174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/hong-zheng-is-getting-more-creative-in.html' title='Creativity Upgraded!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PNUvxOEiI/AAAAAAAAArs/_SJWuMhEgHY/s72-c/DSC04859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1272127975963326346</id><published>2010-03-07T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:52:49.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Fun Park in Jusco Bandaraya Melaka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PKpj6lJ3I/AAAAAAAAArc/HY5wt-BDn-0/s1600-h/DSC04883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PKpj6lJ3I/AAAAAAAAArc/HY5wt-BDn-0/s200/DSC04883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445919189785454450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PKpFK0YKI/AAAAAAAAArU/6AwMVHOI1Ks/s1600-h/DSC04879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PKpFK0YKI/AAAAAAAAArU/6AwMVHOI1Ks/s200/DSC04879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445919181532061858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One new park for Hong Zheng in new Jusco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 30min is RM5 and Rm8 unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has computer games, giant blocks, slides, see-saw and some gigantic inflated towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had fun off occurs e!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1272127975963326346?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1272127975963326346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-fun-park-in-jusco-bandaraya-melaka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1272127975963326346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1272127975963326346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-fun-park-in-jusco-bandaraya-melaka.html' title='New Fun Park in Jusco Bandaraya Melaka'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PKpj6lJ3I/AAAAAAAAArc/HY5wt-BDn-0/s72-c/DSC04883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-3323987727378588618</id><published>2010-03-07T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:41:37.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The three little princess and little prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PIYFw9C1I/AAAAAAAAArM/UEAmiEz0Qmk/s1600-h/DSC04791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PIYFw9C1I/AAAAAAAAArM/UEAmiEz0Qmk/s200/DSC04791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445916690610981714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PIXGOhe4I/AAAAAAAAArE/Ssy2MchHxjk/s1600-h/DSC04790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PIXGOhe4I/AAAAAAAAArE/Ssy2MchHxjk/s200/DSC04790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445916673555135362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the grandchildren from the family of Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, boy is boy. Hong Zheng's poses really show his character. Naughtym cheerful, playful and happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-3323987727378588618?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/3323987727378588618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-little-princess-and-little-prince.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3323987727378588618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3323987727378588618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-little-princess-and-little-prince.html' title='The three little princess and little prince'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PIYFw9C1I/AAAAAAAAArM/UEAmiEz0Qmk/s72-c/DSC04791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-3423093776110102582</id><published>2010-03-07T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:31:36.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indeed my good helper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PF-t-wzxI/AAAAAAAAAq8/JW6iuf9mGOw/s1600-h/DSC04872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PF-t-wzxI/AAAAAAAAAq8/JW6iuf9mGOw/s200/DSC04872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445914055706464018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PF-MHjm3I/AAAAAAAAAq0/HuRzlexMdEE/s1600-h/DSC04869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PF-MHjm3I/AAAAAAAAAq0/HuRzlexMdEE/s200/DSC04869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445914046616542066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PF9jm5P8I/AAAAAAAAAqs/Jh_Gwoc8TGk/s1600-h/DSC04866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PF9jm5P8I/AAAAAAAAAqs/Jh_Gwoc8TGk/s200/DSC04866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445914035742130114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PF9JPVwzI/AAAAAAAAAqk/nVvlRbWTUKI/s1600-h/DSC04870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PF9JPVwzI/AAAAAAAAAqk/nVvlRbWTUKI/s200/DSC04870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445914028664013618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng suddenly went to take a handkerchief and start helping to clean up the house. I also did not know why he has such a move. He saw some dirt on the floor initially that make him to clean the house i guess. These photos show how good he carried up the job! I was very astonished and glad to have him helping me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-3423093776110102582?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/3423093776110102582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/indeed-my-good-helper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3423093776110102582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3423093776110102582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/indeed-my-good-helper.html' title='Indeed my good helper!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5PF-t-wzxI/AAAAAAAAAq8/JW6iuf9mGOw/s72-c/DSC04872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-754308948697077106</id><published>2010-03-07T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:00:41.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New toy! A fire station set</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5O_Oh_I30I/AAAAAAAAAqc/aCAKDCkvknE/s1600-h/newtoy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5O_Oh_I30I/AAAAAAAAAqc/aCAKDCkvknE/s200/newtoy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445906630783328066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought Hong Zheng a new toy set, a fire station set from Toy'r Us in One Utama shopping mall. This set cost quite a big buck, RM100 - ten sen. While he was falling asleep, i set it up and it took me at least 30mins. Off course, he was so astonished when he got up from his nap and spotted the toys. Unfortunately, as usual, he like to tear his toys into many parts. Like father like son. His dad told me he used to do the samething during his childhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-754308948697077106?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/754308948697077106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-toy-fire-station-set.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/754308948697077106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/754308948697077106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-toy-fire-station-set.html' title='New toy! A fire station set'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S5O_Oh_I30I/AAAAAAAAAqc/aCAKDCkvknE/s72-c/newtoy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4319847752078416373</id><published>2010-03-07T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T06:45:25.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What he says?</title><content type='html'>When i get angry, Hong Zheng immediately come to me and say: ":Mummy, sorry".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i smile at him, he looks at me and say: "Mummy is happy!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he read a book and hear the word "angry", he says: "Mummy and daddy angry because Hong Zheng runs every where!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his daddy is back from office, he says:"Daddy, i love you! Welcome back!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his daddy set off to work, he says: "Daddy, have a safe trip to work"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i ask him to keep away his toys, he says: "Daddy, help!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we go for a walk, he says:"Daddy, mummy and Lee Hong Zheng go walk walk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he mess up the table and floor while having his lunch, he says: "Auntie angry because Lee Hong Zheng dirty the floor everywhere!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he fail to do anything, he starts shouting and say: " i can't!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4319847752078416373?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4319847752078416373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-he-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4319847752078416373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4319847752078416373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-he-says.html' title='What he says?'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4635586025002781280</id><published>2010-02-21T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:50:34.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AND</title><content type='html'>During shower, i told Hong Zheng that i love daddy and Hong Zheng. Hong Zheng loves?? He continued daddy and mummy. I asked him again:"Daddy loves?" He said Hong Zheng and mummy. Hong Zheng started to understand the word "and".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4635586025002781280?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4635586025002781280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4635586025002781280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4635586025002781280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/and.html' title='AND'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5341635975020455159</id><published>2010-02-21T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:48:15.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cannot!</title><content type='html'>All this while when i asked Hong Zheng if he can push An An little brother, he will answer me:"Yes". Last few day, he started to answer me:"Cannot!". He seem to be progressing pretty well in his understanding of words! Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-5341635975020455159?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5341635975020455159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/cannot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5341635975020455159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5341635975020455159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/cannot.html' title='Cannot!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2635129213150381706</id><published>2010-02-21T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T06:50:22.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sleepless night for me and Hong Zheng</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng fall into sleep around 10pm and wake up with cough around 1am in the mid night. I started to observe he had short of breath syndrome which i believe it could be due to his flu causing nose blockage. Strangely it lasted for the whole night until 8am. I can saw some abnormal behaviour as compare to his previous cough. About 8am while i was on my way seeking for specialist, i got a big shock to him turning from red to blue. I was so panic. I also realize i left out my identity card at his dad. I was really panic! I called my sister for advice and then i called his dad to take half day leave. We immediately brought him to specialist. Doctor adviced that he had slight wheezely cough in which mucus is trapped at the lung causing short of breath. He wants us to take close monitor as this could led to asthma. Hong Zheng was out of energy when reaching home. He is still lying fast asleep when i compose this blog. My pity boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2635129213150381706?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2635129213150381706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleepless-night-for-me-and-hong-zheng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2635129213150381706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2635129213150381706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleepless-night-for-me-and-hong-zheng.html' title='A sleepless night for me and Hong Zheng'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4530517714630382791</id><published>2010-02-21T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:30:33.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want mama</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night at 9:00pm as usual i put Hong Zheng onto his bed. After one hour of story telling i asked him to close his eye and sleep. He did not seem to ready for bed time as he just took an half hour nap around 7pm. He asked to go down stair with his dad. I did not agree with him and as a result, he pull me up from bed and told me:"I dont want mama"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4530517714630382791?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4530517714630382791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-want-mama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4530517714630382791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4530517714630382791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-want-mama.html' title='I don&apos;t want mama'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8147174814792369503</id><published>2010-02-20T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:41:27.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Cough</title><content type='html'>Hong ZHeng had a very bad cough after he drunk two cans of cool vitagen at a single night during new year visits. He cough non stop over the night. So, early in the morning i told him not to drink cold 100plus, cold soya bean and etc.. He asked me:"Ribena?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8147174814792369503?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8147174814792369503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/bad-cough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8147174814792369503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8147174814792369503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/bad-cough.html' title='Bad Cough'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8194325859681894204</id><published>2010-02-18T03:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T09:22:16.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain go away</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng starts to sing song, although not all the words are put together but you know which song he is singing. He sings rain rain go away, hot cross bun, twinkle little star and some mandarin songs. Any song that i sing to him on bed he seem to know and remember them. That is sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8194325859681894204?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8194325859681894204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/rain-rain-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8194325859681894204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8194325859681894204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain rain go away'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-6928790485009673650</id><published>2010-02-11T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:09:12.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping me during CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S3T87I1ic7I/AAAAAAAAAqU/hwYt-tg9RCs/s1600-h/DSC04714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S3T87I1ic7I/AAAAAAAAAqU/hwYt-tg9RCs/s200/DSC04714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437248743057552306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng always very volunteer in helping me to clean up the house. Today, he helped me in cleaning the coffee table. He actually very serious in helping me to carry up the job. I am so proud of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-6928790485009673650?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/6928790485009673650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/helping-me-during-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6928790485009673650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6928790485009673650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/helping-me-during-cny.html' title='Helping me during CNY'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S3T87I1ic7I/AAAAAAAAAqU/hwYt-tg9RCs/s72-c/DSC04714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-7170495050392724654</id><published>2010-02-10T16:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:17:15.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How naughty you are!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S3NLR0IeIcI/AAAAAAAAAqM/GqY20KPrBwI/s1600-h/DSC04682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S3NLR0IeIcI/AAAAAAAAAqM/GqY20KPrBwI/s200/DSC04682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436771944590352834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S3NLRfMZABI/AAAAAAAAAqE/RPYx5cAmvqk/s1600-h/DSC04680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S3NLRfMZABI/AAAAAAAAAqE/RPYx5cAmvqk/s200/DSC04680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436771938969649170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell Hong Zheng that he is very naughty. He messed up all things that he can find in the house. Today, when his dad and me were having our dinner at the kitchen, the hall was his. His dad told me what happened after he went to the hall. I told him i knew it as i had been observing what he was doing when i was having my dinner. "If i stopped him, we would't have a smooth dinner for ourselves", i told his dad. As for a prove, here it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-7170495050392724654?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/7170495050392724654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-naughty-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7170495050392724654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7170495050392724654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-naughty-you-are.html' title='How naughty you are!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S3NLR0IeIcI/AAAAAAAAAqM/GqY20KPrBwI/s72-c/DSC04682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1778837083618756178</id><published>2010-02-08T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:03:40.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is so painful</title><content type='html'>I always steal sometime to do blogging when Hong Zheng is taking his nap in the noon. Today, after he was fall asleep, i came to PC again. An hour later he wake up. I quickly go to him so that he can sleep another one more hour. Not knowing why, he suddenly get up from his bed and accident happened! He knocked on my knee when i was about to knee down and he tumbled to his back and knocked on his head. "Pop" was the sound i heard. I was so sad and so hurt to see this happened! My heart is so painful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1778837083618756178?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1778837083618756178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-heart-is-so-painful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1778837083618756178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1778837083618756178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-heart-is-so-painful.html' title='My heart is so painful'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-321846036600017175</id><published>2010-02-07T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:11:28.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S26DtsJ0jjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/QXES5eNHDtQ/s1600-h/DSC04605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S26DtsJ0jjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/QXES5eNHDtQ/s200/DSC04605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435426621252472370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng always like to remove his car wheels from the car. Today, when he was having fun with his removed wheels, he said a word "butterfly". I took a look and it was true, it was a butterfly. Do you agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-321846036600017175?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/321846036600017175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/321846036600017175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/321846036600017175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/butterfly.html' title='Butterfly!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S26DtsJ0jjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/QXES5eNHDtQ/s72-c/DSC04605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-667511023858328361</id><published>2010-02-07T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:00:03.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump!</title><content type='html'>Since these few days, Hong Zheng started to learn jumping. When he came to the last staircase from up stair, he will get ready and jump. Off course i would ensure he hold my hand before jump.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-667511023858328361?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/667511023858328361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/jump.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/667511023858328361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/667511023858328361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/jump.html' title='Jump!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4177661388223503050</id><published>2010-02-07T00:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:08:04.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me! Help me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S26CQD1RD5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/p7Ti9uTzVPM/s1600-h/DSC04608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S26CQD1RD5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/p7Ti9uTzVPM/s200/DSC04608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435425012701007762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S26CPoOxx1I/AAAAAAAAAps/ca_tHv1NoI0/s1600-h/DSC04607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S26CPoOxx1I/AAAAAAAAAps/ca_tHv1NoI0/s200/DSC04607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435425005291816786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i need help, i will talk to Hong Zheng "help me"! So, as for now, when he wants to help me on something, he will say "Help me!". Actually he means let me help you. He seem like not able to tell what is "me, you" yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when his dad is busy setting his bed, again he came and said "help me". Off course he was trying to help and he usually end up jumping up down on the bed :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4177661388223503050?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4177661388223503050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/help-me-help-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4177661388223503050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4177661388223503050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/help-me-help-me.html' title='Help me! Help me!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S26CQD1RD5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/p7Ti9uTzVPM/s72-c/DSC04608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2122494101945446913</id><published>2010-02-07T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:38:05.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crane carries car!</title><content type='html'>I use to do some drawing with Hong Zheng during his lunch and dinner time. I found it quite useful to keep him stay still in a place while feeding him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He use to ask me to draw car, crane, truck, fire engine, ball, cup and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, to my very surprise, he asked me to draw a crane which carries a car. "Crane carries car". This is what he told me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2122494101945446913?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2122494101945446913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/crane-carries-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2122494101945446913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2122494101945446913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/crane-carries-car.html' title='Crane carries car!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-9162521312115215006</id><published>2010-02-04T22:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:13:35.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Daddy's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB55WmGYI/AAAAAAAAApk/g0pWJpyQZxk/s1600-h/birthday6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB55WmGYI/AAAAAAAAApk/g0pWJpyQZxk/s200/birthday6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434650575744932226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB42pYOTI/AAAAAAAAApc/AMfRD2tTQsM/s1600-h/birthday5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB42pYOTI/AAAAAAAAApc/AMfRD2tTQsM/s200/birthday5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434650557838539058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB4UHnvMI/AAAAAAAAApU/tqiFuDSbVDs/s1600-h/birthday4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB4UHnvMI/AAAAAAAAApU/tqiFuDSbVDs/s200/birthday4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434650548570143938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB32w_haI/AAAAAAAAApM/p4NFO1SauKw/s1600-h/birthday3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB32w_haI/AAAAAAAAApM/p4NFO1SauKw/s200/birthday3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434650540690605474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB3aknoVI/AAAAAAAAApE/IV8WiBootvM/s1600-h/birthday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB3aknoVI/AAAAAAAAApE/IV8WiBootvM/s200/birthday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434650533122515282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was busy baking cookies these days and as the result i forgotten to bake a cheesecake for Hong Zheng's dad during his birthday. Oh hubby, you know my heart is always at my son. I can remember 1001 things about our son but not 10 my own stuff. I hope you can forgive me. So, i decided to buy a slice of cheesecake from secret recipes. I told Hong Zheng about my plan on the thursday morning before going off to his cousin's house. At night, i was actually thinking to give up purchasing the cake as i need to take another route back home from his cousin's house after the whole tiring day. Hong Zheng reminded me again so i must keep my words since i always ask him to keep his words. Finding a car park at Jusco car park at 8:30pm is never easy. I make a few rounds waiting for a nice car pack and finally i gave up since i plan to leave the car park before having to go to the ticket machine. I stop my car right infront secret recipe and get a help from a waitress and finally i got the cake. I bought the chocolate banana cream cake as this is the one that his dad always order when come to secret recipe. On the way home, Hong Zheng fall into sleep! Ops, i ask him if he wants to celebrate his dad's birthday and he insisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 9pm when we reached home. I quickly ask Hong Zheng to bring his desk to the center of the hall and he really did it! This surprise me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the camera with timer 10second is on! First photo is a nice shot. When come to the second shot, Hong Zheng suddenly leave his place and we ask him to come back fast. At the 9th second, he run back to his place and gave a nice knock at the desk and the cake fall! The expression of all of us were managed to capture by the camera! His dad looked so disapointed! Hong Zheng was looking guity. Me was so "excited" as i knew this shot will be a fantastic one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy section come after the shots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-9162521312115215006?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/9162521312115215006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/celebrating-daddys-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/9162521312115215006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/9162521312115215006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/celebrating-daddys-birthday.html' title='Celebrating Daddy&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2vB55WmGYI/AAAAAAAAApk/g0pWJpyQZxk/s72-c/birthday6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-108741321198657418</id><published>2010-02-01T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:12:55.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvesting ginger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2u1pW9LpnI/AAAAAAAAAo8/mIrF2tsS8g8/s1600-h/ginger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2u1pW9LpnI/AAAAAAAAAo8/mIrF2tsS8g8/s200/ginger.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434637097494095474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Never in my life, i know how to plant a ginger. Today, Hong Zheng and me was harvesting our ginger at backyard. I was the one who is so excited as compared to Hong Zheng. I guess i found the answer what is old and green ginger. I hope i got it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2u1o9VwCmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/h7ioDy03hRM/s1600-h/ginger+parts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2u1o9VwCmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/h7ioDy03hRM/s200/ginger+parts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434637090617821794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2u1oBCESYI/AAAAAAAAAos/qxG13rp9lOY/s1600-h/ginger+harvest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2u1oBCESYI/AAAAAAAAAos/qxG13rp9lOY/s200/ginger+harvest.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434637074429135234" 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/3612936862248240720-108741321198657418?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/108741321198657418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/harvesting-ginger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/108741321198657418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/108741321198657418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/harvesting-ginger.html' title='Harvesting ginger'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2u1pW9LpnI/AAAAAAAAAo8/mIrF2tsS8g8/s72-c/ginger.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1939917715945190751</id><published>2010-02-01T21:39:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:47:33.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking cookies for CNY 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fExFRwH-I/AAAAAAAAAok/GVGeK8qwjE0/s1600-h/baking+cookies8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fExFRwH-I/AAAAAAAAAok/GVGeK8qwjE0/s200/baking+cookies8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433527822955061218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fEwXLJrNI/AAAAAAAAAoc/_ZrmFcBLUGA/s1600-h/baking+cookies7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fEwXLJrNI/AAAAAAAAAoc/_ZrmFcBLUGA/s200/baking+cookies7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433527810579344594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fEv_DylhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xsZd1QjXIKk/s1600-h/baking+cookies4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fEv_DylhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/xsZd1QjXIKk/s200/baking+cookies4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433527804106020370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fEvG2W84I/AAAAAAAAAoM/q3L-vPlbxco/s1600-h/baking+cookies3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fEvG2W84I/AAAAAAAAAoM/q3L-vPlbxco/s200/baking+cookies3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433527789017297794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fEuoeAWVI/AAAAAAAAAoE/iTsQLTKF0Jo/s1600-h/baking+cookies2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fEuoeAWVI/AAAAAAAAAoE/iTsQLTKF0Jo/s200/baking+cookies2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433527780862089554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is my first year celebrating cninese new year as a SAHM, i decided to try my hand at baking cookies although i am not so fond of cookies each year during new year.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly discover my son can roll doughs into balls! His motor skills get sharpen! So proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tiring day,it is yummy time! He seem to quite wonder about the taste of my cookies :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1939917715945190751?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1939917715945190751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/baking-cookies-for-cny-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1939917715945190751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1939917715945190751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/baking-cookies-for-cny-2010.html' title='Baking cookies for CNY 2010'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2fExFRwH-I/AAAAAAAAAok/GVGeK8qwjE0/s72-c/baking+cookies8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-7391194862152845853</id><published>2010-02-01T21:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:03:05.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing circles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2e_xB4XOUI/AAAAAAAAAn8/f54ccF_B9wQ/s1600-h/circles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2e_xB4XOUI/AAAAAAAAAn8/f54ccF_B9wQ/s200/circles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433522324485126466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately Hong Zheng starts drawing circles and straight lines. Off course not the very perfect circle and not the very straight line. It is very interesting to see my little boy starts to hold pen and able to draw what he wants to draw. I am glad to see he progress so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-7391194862152845853?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/7391194862152845853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/drawing-circles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7391194862152845853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/7391194862152845853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/02/drawing-circles.html' title='Drawing circles'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S2e_xB4XOUI/AAAAAAAAAn8/f54ccF_B9wQ/s72-c/circles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4530326768287273959</id><published>2010-01-30T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T04:40:53.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>English vs Mandarin</title><content type='html'>All this while i speak to Hong Zheng in English and his dad talks to him in Mandarin. Reason for hoping him can monitor two languages easily. Lately we start to observe he can easily switching some terms from english to mandarin and vise versa. One example, "sui" in mandarin he will mumble to his own and said "sui is water".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4530326768287273959?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4530326768287273959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/english-vs-mandarin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4530326768287273959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4530326768287273959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/english-vs-mandarin.html' title='English vs Mandarin'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5592853585854678681</id><published>2010-01-30T04:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T04:38:05.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait!</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng and i was in our car, waiting for his dad who was in the bank. Hong Zheng started to get bored. I told him to wait for his dad. He answered me: " I can't wait!". His answer surprised me as he seem to be able to alter a proper sentence. I never hear him saying this before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-5592853585854678681?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5592853585854678681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cant-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5592853585854678681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5592853585854678681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cant-wait.html' title='I can&apos;t wait!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4996861482561568463</id><published>2010-01-21T20:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:04:08.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson learn from Bullying</title><content type='html'>Today we went to Funbake shop to buy some ingredients for new year cookies. Hong Zheng was busy with all the decorative items down there. Suddenly a boy came to him and pull his hair. He and myself got a big shock! Hong Zheng started to cry, needless to say. However i fell ok with this event and i took this oppurtunity to tell him do not push An An brother and snatch away his food. I hope he learns from this lesson. Another word will be "bully".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy is only one and the half year old and his age is almost An An brother's age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4996861482561568463?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4996861482561568463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/lesson-learn-from-bullying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4996861482561568463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4996861482561568463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/lesson-learn-from-bullying.html' title='Lesson learn from Bullying'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-353926854121900442</id><published>2010-01-21T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:37:54.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka Planetarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S1lGbKOMC6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/jHHL3T3SKWA/s1600-h/melaka+planetarium.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S1lGbKOMC6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/jHHL3T3SKWA/s200/melaka+planetarium.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429448258186120098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Melaka Planetarium this evening around 5pm as the theater will starts at 5:15pm.&lt;br /&gt;Melaka Planetarium situated in the area at MITC Melaka. Easy to spot it but not so simple to get into the main entrance as the entrance sign is not so obvious at the big round about. It took me two times to find the extrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly to say the response is very poor. We are the only group that visited the planetarium. Maybe it is over the school holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a big place for car parking so do not need to worry since we are the only group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance fee for adult is RM10 and FOC for children below 7 years old. Open daily include weekend and public holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a big gallery displaying info about planets, outer space, space ships and "heroes" of space and many more. Two space ships are available for simulation but one seem to break down. However Hong Zheng likes it the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is about 20-30minutes show in the theater about telescope,  galaxies and more. We have to lie back on the arm chair and view the show which projected to the dome root top. The environment is like siting in the cinema. Hong Zheng was very excited about the theater but once the lights are off he started to complain to me telling me "scare". Audio system is quite ok although i dont really detect 3D effect and the loud effect also scare him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not really learn much things out of it other than realizing there are 12 planets instead of 9 planets go around sun, the exist of space telescopes. As for Hong Zheng, other than the big SUN and simulators, i do not expect he apprecite that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After came out from the planetarium, i ask him if he still interested to come? He told me "No" and said to me "SCARE".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-353926854121900442?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/353926854121900442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/melaka-planetarium.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/353926854121900442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/353926854121900442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/melaka-planetarium.html' title='Melaka Planetarium'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S1lGbKOMC6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/jHHL3T3SKWA/s72-c/melaka+planetarium.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2721677410091243713</id><published>2010-01-15T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:22:13.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy : Auldey Nissan GT Remote Control Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S1EFaIvjOKI/AAAAAAAAAnc/NjJqGUuvZSQ/s1600-h/auldey+nissan+car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S1EFaIvjOKI/AAAAAAAAAnc/NjJqGUuvZSQ/s200/auldey+nissan+car.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427124972539820194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hong Zheng started to get bored with his existing toys and since chinese new year is approaching, i decided to clear up his stock. I sorted out some Fisher-Price toys and sell it through internet store. Within a day, i got several order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a return, we decided to use the money from selling the old toys and buy him a new toy. This is what he had chosen. He picked the Auldey Nissan GT remote control car. His daddy told me he prefered another type. Pity Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2721677410091243713?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2721677410091243713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-toy-auldey-nissan-gt-remote-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2721677410091243713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2721677410091243713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-toy-auldey-nissan-gt-remote-control.html' title='New Toy : Auldey Nissan GT Remote Control Car'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/S1EFaIvjOKI/AAAAAAAAAnc/NjJqGUuvZSQ/s72-c/auldey+nissan+car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2295361064243021916</id><published>2010-01-13T23:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:19:07.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very bad behaviour</title><content type='html'>These few weeks Hong Zheng seem to able to ulter a full sentence. For example, "Hong Zheng goes downstair." He seem to able to catch up the sentences ulter by us at anytime. However one thing really worry me is i started to know what he has learn and that really put me in a very nervous situation. He likes to say "go away". He said "Hong Zheng goes away", "Mommy, go away" and "Daddy, go away". When he was not agree to something that i asked or he was losing patient on certain things, the first words will be " dont want lah, go away". He hit his head occasionally too. All the words and action that i did half year ago he learned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really very upset. I was so regret on what i did. What can i do now? Anyone can help me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2295361064243021916?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2295361064243021916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/very-bad-behaviour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2295361064243021916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2295361064243021916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/very-bad-behaviour.html' title='Very bad behaviour'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2994363973865366084</id><published>2010-01-13T05:57:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:29:11.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever at 40.3C!</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng went to his grandparents house as usually. Unfortunately his two cousins was sick, fever and mouth aucer. My sisters was trying ways to cure and calm down his youngest boy as he refused to eat and drink milk for two days. She gave her 100 plus in milky bottle which we believe can ease his pain at throat and mouth. Hong Zheng was so curious about this drink and he drunk it without my knowledge. Once i found out, i started to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after everything seem to be very normal but from third day onwards i started to feel his body granually turn heater. That was already on Friday. On saturday evening i started to give him some still in fridge Paracetamol. At 10pm, his fever shot up to 40.3C! Oh, i gave him another dose and put him wet towel. At 11pm, his fever dwon to 38C. Pius....i can take a rest. At 5pm, oh no, his fever still back to 40C!. Another round of wet towel and dose. Sunday morning, i brought him to general purpose clinic and the doctor subrice us a botol of Paracetamol, antibiotic and a rectal injection. However, his fever had dropped to normal range in the evening. Finally he recovered! Lesson learn, always stock a botol of Paracetamol and some rectal injections for emergency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2994363973865366084?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2994363973865366084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/fever-at-403c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2994363973865366084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2994363973865366084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/fever-at-403c.html' title='Fever at 40.3C!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-786603729762148138</id><published>2010-01-13T05:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:08:56.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broadband down for three weeks.</title><content type='html'>Finally my broadband service at home is resumed! In the past three weeks i was so worry about my blog update and finally i am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a broadband service at home to me is like staying at a deserted island. How i realize the important of internet service to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week we thought our area service was interrupted so we wait for the first two days. After making call to Telekom and confirm only my house service was down, we move on applying the new line due to some technical failure. One week later we got the phone line. Unfortunately we only got to access to net after another week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long waiting time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-786603729762148138?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/786603729762148138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/broadband-down-for-three-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/786603729762148138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/786603729762148138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2010/01/broadband-down-for-three-weeks.html' title='Broadband down for three weeks.'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4236189286375199794</id><published>2009-12-29T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:42:00.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Editing with Microsoft Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhUni_KUPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/TpC3CosISSA/s1600-h/Funny+Pattern+with+Microsoft+Word.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhUni_KUPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/TpC3CosISSA/s200/Funny+Pattern+with+Microsoft+Word.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420175189923746034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We let Hong Zheng to play around with Microsoft Word if he asked to sit and use computer. Today surprisingly he edited some a funny dot matrix in the screen. I do not know how this is created. Do you know how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4236189286375199794?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4236189286375199794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/funny-editing-with-microsoft-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4236189286375199794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4236189286375199794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/funny-editing-with-microsoft-word.html' title='Funny Editing with Microsoft Word'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhUni_KUPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/TpC3CosISSA/s72-c/Funny+Pattern+with+Microsoft+Word.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5036303300197340336</id><published>2009-12-28T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:39:49.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second and third try at Kumon Center</title><content type='html'>After second and third tries as a teacher at Kumon Center i finally gave up! Hong Zheng get himself injury at the corner of his eye as his height is just about the table's height in center. Although not bleeding and eye sight was not affected but it was bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng was not able to be independent at most time. He came to me ahd asked for water and food for several rounds. Sometimes i even had to carry him while teaching the students. That was absolutely not proper. I worry parents might complain somedays. So, in order not to put my sister in difficuilt situation i decided to quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-5036303300197340336?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5036303300197340336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/second-and-third-try-at-kumon-center.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5036303300197340336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5036303300197340336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/second-and-third-try-at-kumon-center.html' title='Second and third try at Kumon Center'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1723024081181110186</id><published>2009-12-27T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:38:15.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Visit at Taman Seribu Bunga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhSCD3ak2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/851ilqAGD0M/s1600-h/taman+seribu+bunga.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhSCD3ak2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/851ilqAGD0M/s200/taman+seribu+bunga.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420172346891342690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhSBi6H9GI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2wjcHuO-BMU/s1600-h/taman+seribu+bunga+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhSBi6H9GI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2wjcHuO-BMU/s200/taman+seribu+bunga+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420172338044335202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhSBFzz5hI/AAAAAAAAAmE/LIF6LP9s6gw/s1600-h/taman+seribu+bunga5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhSBFzz5hI/AAAAAAAAAmE/LIF6LP9s6gw/s200/taman+seribu+bunga5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420172330233226770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhSAh4dwXI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4qjNZw-3RI/s1600-h/taman+seribu+bunga4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhSAh4dwXI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y4qjNZw-3RI/s200/taman+seribu+bunga4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420172320589070706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Taman Seribu Bunga was just launched in Melaka this year and i decided to bring my Raub family for a walk. We reached there about 10am and whether starts to be quite hot. This round, i took those route that i never visited before in the past visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realize there is a pond with a fountain at the far end of the corner. Quite a nice place to take a rest but just a little bit watching for the toddlers are needed. There are some lotus in the pond too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately orchids does not seem to be in blossom season? Most of the orchids plants only have the plants but with no flowers. Lotus pots with not many lotus although there are same camera men doing shooting on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise we saw roselly plants and pandan leaves in the garden too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a nice place to take a breath but just do not put high expectation i would conclude for this round of visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1723024081181110186?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1723024081181110186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-visit-at-taman-seribu-bunga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1723024081181110186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1723024081181110186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-visit-at-taman-seribu-bunga.html' title='Another Visit at Taman Seribu Bunga'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhSCD3ak2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/851ilqAGD0M/s72-c/taman+seribu+bunga.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-3024984057082564692</id><published>2009-12-27T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:46:11.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nasty Mother In Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhNft81yuI/AAAAAAAAAls/4cBFyyzqok0/s1600-h/nasty+mother+in+law.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhNft81yuI/AAAAAAAAAls/4cBFyyzqok0/s200/nasty+mother+in+law.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420167358846454498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I use to gave some tea regardless milk tea or Chinese tea to Hong Zheng whenever we had our breakfast or meal outside. That was one of the way to keep him stop making noise. However, many aunties, especially those selling the tea told me not to give to my son since he is still young for such unhealthy drink. Not one aunt but a few gave me the same advice so i decided to stop giving him tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when we went for bak kut teh breakfast we had tea again. I prohibited Hong Zheng from taking it and he hit me. So, i hold his palm and trying to hit him. My mother in law stop me and said not nice to hit him in the public. I asked her to STOP! Hong Zheng was sitting at my right and she was sitting at my left. Ignoring me, she continue to fed him with tea with her arm across me. Can you imaging how angry i was? This is really very ir-respect to me! However i still manage to control my self. My mother in law is 55 years old but i never expect such a stubborn woman. She is so much stubborn than my mom. She will be my best role mode for "what not to be" as a mother in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have such a nasty mother in law? Drop me your comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-3024984057082564692?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/3024984057082564692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3024984057082564692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3024984057082564692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/stop.html' title='My Nasty Mother In Law'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhNft81yuI/AAAAAAAAAls/4cBFyyzqok0/s72-c/nasty+mother+in+law.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1351264560287031590</id><published>2009-12-25T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:31:02.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpleasant Rewards after two tired days</title><content type='html'>My hubby family came to visit us from Melaka for three days two nights stay. Off course as a daughter-in-law cum sister in law, i must make sure pillows and beds are clean and sufficient since there will be three adults and three kids. I tried my very best to clean all corners in our house that include thier two rooms, my hall, my kitchen, backyard, storeroom and car porch. That took me two full days stretch for clean up non stop. On top of that i promised to bake a cheesecake for them too. So, can you imaging how busy i was for this christmas holiday and weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day, Hong Zheng's dad rewarded me with an ugly face after gettting tired with his dearest son. Hong Zheng kept asking him to play with him that resulted a very unpleasant weekend and holiday. As for me, that was the rewards i received, an ugly face with hatress and angryness. I was very sad indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1351264560287031590?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1351264560287031590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/unpleasant-rewards-after-two-tired-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1351264560287031590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1351264560287031590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/unpleasant-rewards-after-two-tired-days.html' title='Unpleasant Rewards after two tired days'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1495975088878439252</id><published>2009-12-24T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T04:18:37.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping with only shoe</title><content type='html'>Today we went to Mahkota Parade's Osim counter with my sister and Hong Zheng's cousin. Hong Zheng climbed into my sister's car on his own. He immediately drop his shoes as he needed to climb on the sofa. So off we went. Upon arriving we just realize one of Hong Zheng's shoe was missing. No choice, we had to shop with only a shoe for about 1 hour. We drove home and realize another shoe was lying on the place when the car was parked earlier on. I only realize he dropped his shoe outside the car since i told him to leave his shoes before climbing on the sofa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1495975088878439252?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1495975088878439252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/shopping-with-only-shoe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1495975088878439252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1495975088878439252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/shopping-with-only-shoe.html' title='Shopping with only shoe'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2518696339643353027</id><published>2009-12-23T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T07:44:00.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Socks</title><content type='html'>Tonight, i asked Hong Zheng whether he needs to put on a pair of socks so that he wont feel cool at night. I also showed him my socks which i wear them at night. Immediately he nodded and asked me to put on the socks for him. After putting on his socks he wanted my socks too. I told him if i give away my socks to him i will feel cool at night but he insisted. I was trying to test how kind or cruel my son is. He asked me to take off his socks and put on mine and then he asked me to wear his socks since i do not have. I told him it was too small for me since i have longer feet that him. He then search around the bed hopping for another pair of my socks as i just left our socks near the bed. After searching he gave up and he asked me to remove my socks from him and he gave me my socks and then he put back his socks. My son is still very kind as i expected. Every child is kind and lovely. I strongly beleive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2518696339643353027?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2518696339643353027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/socks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2518696339643353027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2518696339643353027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/socks.html' title='Socks'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-3598206603358313368</id><published>2009-12-23T04:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:23:56.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Baby Can Read 5 Vol DVD - Part2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhcHdAhYpI/AAAAAAAAAnU/vTKx5fVdYPw/s1600-h/your+baby+can+read.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhcHdAhYpI/AAAAAAAAAnU/vTKx5fVdYPw/s200/your+baby+can+read.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420183434656047762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhcGwZbgYI/AAAAAAAAAnM/T4QayAdZRIs/s1600-h/your+baby+can+read+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhcGwZbgYI/AAAAAAAAAnM/T4QayAdZRIs/s200/your+baby+can+read+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420183422680924546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhaIr6CN1I/AAAAAAAAAnE/GHj7C6L1nRY/s1600-h/your+baby+can+read6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhaHEKhLFI/AAAAAAAAAms/kdX5mbGODVw/s200/your+baby+can+read4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420181228963834962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhaGiPx5wI/AAAAAAAAAmk/5iAgTqJ9WEI/s1600-h/your+baby+can+read2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhaGiPx5wI/AAAAAAAAAmk/5iAgTqJ9WEI/s200/your+baby+can+read2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420181219859097346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had received the Your Baby Can Read DVD after two days placing the order. We got it around 10am and i was very excited with it. Hong Zheng was as excited as i did :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the parcel was received in very good shape. The forwarder is Skynet which is one of my hubby's favourite forwarder. A 'fragile" sticker was sticked on the top of the parcel that show how nice the arrangement was being taken care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a shiny sticker indicating "original". That type of sticker that you can always can find on an original CD or DVD. It has five pieces of DVD ranges starter video, vol 1-3 and review video. I immediately play the starter video to him and off course watching together with him. The video started with some images clips when Dr &lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;Rober Titzer showing flash card to his daughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some words and then presented one by one with different colors, font size, font style and backgrounds. The concept is exactly like Glenn Domm's way. Some images with kids, baby can animals are included to illustrate the meaning of the words. Around twenty words are tought in the first DVD. More new words are added in DVD Vol 1 but the olds words are repeated. So far, Hong Zheng seem to be quite happy with still less favor compare to Baby Einstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when i show this DVD to a four years old boy he commented "Boring! Why the words are kept repeating". I personaly feel the DVD is quite boring as the same set of words are kept repeating although i understand repeating is the key for words recognition. Let's see how long it takes for Hong Zheng to recognize some of the words there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-3598206603358313368?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/3598206603358313368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-baby-can-read-5-vol-dvd-part2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3598206603358313368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3598206603358313368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-baby-can-read-5-vol-dvd-part2.html' title='Your Baby Can Read 5 Vol DVD - Part2'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SzhcHdAhYpI/AAAAAAAAAnU/vTKx5fVdYPw/s72-c/your+baby+can+read.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-3258828964291736658</id><published>2009-12-22T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:03:00.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years old son request to stay overnight with his cousin</title><content type='html'>My sister had a four years old son and lately he asked to stay overnight at his grandparents house so that he can play with his cousin (7 years old) who was back from Kuala Lumpur for school holiday. When my sister has to work in Kumon, she will place this son at this grandparent's house. My sister was in difficult situation as she did not want to leave his son alone. She asked his son to call his dad for permission. His dad works in Kuala Lumpur and will only travel home during weekend. His dad agreed so my sister left him behind and drove home with his second son who is 1.5 years old, sad. My sister was very upset as she had a hard feeling that her son starts to become more independent and willing to stay up with his cousin instead of follow her home. My sister had once advised his son to pursuade his cousin to stay with him at thier house instead her son stay at his grandparent' s house and her son told her the cousin did not want to. I tried to console her and one point that she struke me : Why a four years old son so easy influnce by others? Why he cannot stand on his point, his cousin cannot come so he has to stay? Cousin is so important than his son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng is now two years old and how i wish he can grow up faster so that he is more independent. One day, when he really so independent i will feel loss as my sister. My sister told me, you must slowly release them else you are going to be very hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring up a child will never stop thier parent's from worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-3258828964291736658?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/3258828964291736658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/4-years-old-son-request-to-stay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3258828964291736658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3258828964291736658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/4-years-old-son-request-to-stay.html' title='4 years old son request to stay overnight with his cousin'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-361487063156915055</id><published>2009-12-21T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:04:00.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad temper</title><content type='html'>When Hong Zheng asked for somthing and i refuse, his first reaction will be giving me a hit. Actually i do not hit him in most of the time and i would say rarely but why he behaves in this manner? I really do not understand. How can i help him? Sister told me this is "Karma". WE cannot change much and just modulate it. I hope i can teach him slowly and step by step and i believe he will change to be a better person under my love and care. I strongly believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-361487063156915055?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/361487063156915055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-temper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/361487063156915055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/361487063156915055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-temper.html' title='Bad temper'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8305793199091820304</id><published>2009-12-20T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:04:00.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I accept the fate!</title><content type='html'>I only have a son and up to today i still do not plan to have another one as for me, up bringing a child is not a simple process and i think having Hong Zheng alone will be contented for me. I gave away all the baby stuffs and never keep any pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister told me it is not worth it to stay at home and loss the pay check. Plus, your son might not turn up to be "someone". He might just leave you alone and enjoy his own life some where up there since children are very independent these days. I fully agreed and i told them, if this really happen, it is my fate as i already trying my best. Although the end result might be not what i want but i think i already did my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8305793199091820304?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8305793199091820304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-accept-fate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8305793199091820304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8305793199091820304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-accept-fate.html' title='I accept the fate!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8698369958328021818</id><published>2009-12-20T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T06:48:13.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I confessed!</title><content type='html'>Today i finally confessed to Hong Zheng. I told him i should not said the sentence "go away" to him at the first place. It was my mistake to say so. I promise him that i will not say that again i wish he also stop saying that again. I told him i was hurt and sad when he told me to go away and hit me. I wish he can understand me and start to change. I will too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8698369958328021818?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8698369958328021818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-confessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8698369958328021818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8698369958328021818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-confessed.html' title='I confessed!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1415857510881567938</id><published>2009-12-19T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:16:45.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Can Read 5 Vol DVD</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng is not able to recognize words. No matter how many books he read, he just cannot recognize the words. After browsing information from net and i decided to give a try with My Baby Can Read DVD series. It costs me RM127.40 with RM7.50 shipment fee. Just make an ordered and payment has been done through Maybank2U. Why i trust the online shop? It is &lt;a href="http://www.mytoysandbooks.com"&gt;mytoyandbooks.com&lt;/a&gt; online store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had earlier cancelled the order due to my maybank account had been suspended after idling for more than a year. I had a few sms with the shop owner during the first order and i did see this sincerelity in liasing her customer although they do not provide CIMB online payment service which i am more fond to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us see what products which are going to deliver to me in 2 days time and whether the DVD will reach me safely and in good shape. I hope it does!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1415857510881567938?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1415857510881567938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-baby-can-read-5-vol-dvd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1415857510881567938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1415857510881567938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-baby-can-read-5-vol-dvd.html' title='My Baby Can Read 5 Vol DVD'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4845607642615530225</id><published>2009-12-19T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:29:07.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go away!</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng asked me to go away after being scored by me. I put him at the dining table and have his lunch with us. He was not seriously eating his rice but throwing away his food on the floor and mess up the dinning table. I was very angry and scored and beating him. As the result he push me and ask me to go away. Why he knows to say so that is because few months ago when i was angry with him i shouted at him and said "Go away!". Now this is the feedback i received. Ever since i heard he altered "go away" and i was shock and got alert last two months ago. Unfortunately he already embeded this word hard in this mind. I wish he will forgot about it only if i stop using it again. I will learn and i wish he gives the chance to improve. I still love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4845607642615530225?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4845607642615530225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4845607642615530225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4845607642615530225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/go-away.html' title='Go away!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-6922325354297842533</id><published>2009-12-19T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:52:00.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushing and snatching</title><content type='html'>Hong Zheng has a very bad attitude which really worry me. He likes to push his cousin who is 6 months younger than him. He also like to snatch away his food. How am i going to teach him on this? At first i only keep telling him his cousin is still a baby and you cannot do that but it did not work. Sometimes i will hit and yell at him immediately when he repeat the mistake but he just does not change. I observe this since two months ago and there is no sign of understanding from him. How am i going to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-6922325354297842533?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/6922325354297842533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/pushing-and-snatching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6922325354297842533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6922325354297842533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/pushing-and-snatching.html' title='Pushing and snatching'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5343339979176013508</id><published>2009-12-19T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T05:19:22.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First try in Kumon Centre</title><content type='html'>Today i went to my sister Kumon Centre to help her up as she was run out of hand for hunting good teacher for high level math. To be honest, i very salute my sister and i always treat her as my role model as she is a woman who really devote in her work as a Kumon Instructor. If my son has a teacher like her, i will have a peace of mind sending my son to her centre. Unfortunately Hong Zheng is still too young to be accepted as her student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my first try out as i am planning to bring along Hong Zheng to the centre started next weekends. As i am too newbie to the Kumon method, i decided to put Hong Zheng at home with his dad since today is saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, i get ready with today's lunch and dinner, the potatos, carrots, breast chicken meats and muchroom. Get them cook and keep them in warmer after finish cooking the rice. Nicely inform his dad what to do then i set off. Off course Hong Zheng crying to ask for tag along but his dad manage to keep him up with his favourite CD, the baby enistein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey travel to Kumon centre is not near. It took me 11km and around 20minutes with not heavy traffic. Well, i think i am going to waste a lot of time travelling in the subsequent weeks. Anyway this is too early to worry about this as Hong Zheng might not able to stay easy in the centre while i am the teacher in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a teacher in Kumon centre is not easy. Alot of worksheet marking and correction. I was so busy with marking and correction in the 5 hours non stop. Unfortunately i still not able to finish correcting all the papers as many students brought back thier homework since they were off for thier holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An encouragement from a parent as they called my sister and they told her thier son like me very much. They wish my sister to keep me as his son teacher in the coming lesson. What an encouragement right? Neverless i did also observe a student who tears out of control after several of correction. Panic when seeing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home Hong Zheng jumping with joy seeing me home. He immediately asked me to hug him,. He kissed me non stop and want to stay with him and play with him. His dad told me he behave very well and occasionally he will mentioned about me. I am so glad to hear this. I think Hong Zheng is mature enough to understand me. I am so pround of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next monday will be the first challenge to me and Hong Zheng as i am going to bring him along to the centre. How i wish he can coorperate to me in the 4 hours time. Hong Zheng, you can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-5343339979176013508?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5343339979176013508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-try-in-kumon-centre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5343339979176013508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5343339979176013508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-try-in-kumon-centre.html' title='First try in Kumon Centre'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-3362055089748936460</id><published>2009-12-18T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:02:00.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallind down from sofa</title><content type='html'>When I was washing the dishes in the kitchen. I heard a "kok" sound and found that Hong Zheng was landing on the floor near to the sofa, crying. His dad shouted "oh my goodness"! What happened? Hong Zheng fall down from the sofa. How can this happen since he is already very firm and steady in climbing up and down the sofa? I asked his dad who just sat next to him at his computer but he had no idea either. Hong Zheng was crying very loudly and i quickly approached him and hug him. I was very very sad and i started to cry too. When Hong Zheng saw me crying, he stopped crying immediately and kissing me non-stop. I was so touched of his move. I remembered i told him when he pain and hurt, mommy will feel pain and hurt too. I knew he just did not want to see me sad. I love my son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-3362055089748936460?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/3362055089748936460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/fallind-down-from-sofa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3362055089748936460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/3362055089748936460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/fallind-down-from-sofa.html' title='Fallind down from sofa'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4751655289108833328</id><published>2009-12-17T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:19:58.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast Engorgement</title><content type='html'>My cousin's wife just delivered a baby girl. Everyone was very happy, especially my eldest sister as she has "promoted" as grandma. Well, she called me after two weeks of delivering asking me for tips how to overcome breast engorgement. She was falling into slight fever and dizziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best and share her my experience. Point to ponder, how many first baby mother is aware of this breast engorgement and breast feeding do and do not while awaiting their love one this world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-4751655289108833328?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4751655289108833328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/breast-engorgement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4751655289108833328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4751655289108833328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/breast-engorgement.html' title='Breast Engorgement'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-6703710801454860758</id><published>2009-12-16T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:52:00.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont want and No!</title><content type='html'>Since a week ago Hong Zheng's common vocabulary is "Don't want" and "No". When i ask him to address the elder person, he say "No". When grandpa offered him food, he said "Don't want". When come to interacting with people, he turns his head away and say " no" and "don't want".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am i going to address this? I also do not know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-6703710801454860758?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/6703710801454860758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-want-and-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6703710801454860758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6703710801454860758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-want-and-no.html' title='Dont want and No!'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2566617416173110128</id><published>2009-12-15T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:13:00.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3D2N Trip at Grandpa House.</title><content type='html'>My brother and my sister-in-law were away for their vacation so left my parents at home. I brought Hong Zheng there to keep them accompany. So, that was so called our 3D2N trip at grandpa's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Zheng's grandma is a hemo-dialysis outpatient. She has to go to Bachang St John's dialisis center for dialisis every alternate day. So, i was assgined to fetch them to and fro the center. Finally i got the chance to cook dinner for them. They like steam fish. So, the steam fish were served two days in the row. I also took the chance to cook the &lt;a href="http://recipesnextdoor.blogspot.com/search/label/pumpkin"&gt;pumkin with shrimps&lt;/a&gt; dish and they said Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried that Hong Zheng will ask to go home at night and to my surprise, he just said "go go go" but still fall asleep with no much noise. Bed time was still as usual at around 9:30pm after bed time story. Unfortunately the second nite morning, he was bit with mosquitoes and wake up around 6:30am and asking for "go go go". So, we had an early breakfast on the third day morning at Tim Sum Restaurant at Bachang. Where else serving food at such morning if not Tim Sum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3D2N trip was very pleasant and i found the bonding between Hong Zheng and his grandparents are stronger now. Glad to see this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2566617416173110128?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2566617416173110128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/3d2n-trip-at-grandpa-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2566617416173110128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2566617416173110128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/3d2n-trip-at-grandpa-house.html' title='3D2N Trip at Grandpa House.'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4920903727680899955</id><published>2009-12-14T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T18:19:00.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby KIKO Baby Contest 2nd Price</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SyRZzza7AOI/AAAAAAAAAlk/v_kpCHx-z_M/s1600-h/baby+kiko.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SyRZzza7AOI/AAAAAAAAAlk/v_kpCHx-z_M/s200/baby+kiko.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414551398517506274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tatatata...here comes our present from &lt;a href="http://mamapillowwater.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-kiko-precious-moments-contest.html"&gt;Baby KIKO contest&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It is a hamper and a RM50 cash!&lt;br /&gt;I will give away the hamper to Hong Zheng's cousin who just have a full month baby. As for the RM50, i will buy some new clothes as his chinese new year clothes. Coming next, what i will buy for him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SyRZzVVhCCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/_30EcYCt2Fs/s1600-h/baby+kiko2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SyRZzVVhCCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/_30EcYCt2Fs/s200/baby+kiko2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414551390441768994" 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/3612936862248240720-4920903727680899955?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4920903727680899955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-kiko-baby-contest-2nd-price.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4920903727680899955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4920903727680899955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-kiko-baby-contest-2nd-price.html' title='Baby KIKO Baby Contest 2nd Price'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SyRZzza7AOI/AAAAAAAAAlk/v_kpCHx-z_M/s72-c/baby+kiko.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1326075555280108172</id><published>2009-12-13T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:59:00.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4XS2nIWuI/AAAAAAAAAlU/LQcYMx5J1n8/s1600-h/wedding+hx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4XS2nIWuI/AAAAAAAAAlU/LQcYMx5J1n8/s200/wedding+hx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412789414810639074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;26th Nov 2009 was Hong Zheng's cousin big day or wedding day. We were all invited to attend the dinner reception at Good World restaurant in Melaka Raya Melaka. Hong Zheng only sat still for the first two meals then he started to move around. He even went to the stage to run, jump and dance. His daddy and myself had to take turn to look after him. Luckily he allowed some relatives to carry him and that ease me abit. Hong Zheng started to mix around well in his relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4WwcjLM9I/AAAAAAAAAlM/aZhy0lDGSFA/s1600-h/wedding+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4WwcjLM9I/AAAAAAAAAlM/aZhy0lDGSFA/s200/wedding+day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412788823699174354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4VWc5_MTI/AAAAAAAAAlE/VxUbPLG9tqI/s1600-h/wedding+photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4VWc5_MTI/AAAAAAAAAlE/VxUbPLG9tqI/s200/wedding+photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412787277606629682" 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/3612936862248240720-1326075555280108172?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1326075555280108172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/cousins-big-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1326075555280108172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1326075555280108172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/cousins-big-day.html' title='Cousin&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4XS2nIWuI/AAAAAAAAAlU/LQcYMx5J1n8/s72-c/wedding+hx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-673673651203220893</id><published>2009-12-12T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T16:05:00.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stacking Up Up Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3g_gknZcI/AAAAAAAAAks/g_Xo9ilMOL4/s1600-h/stacking+up+blocks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3g_gknZcI/AAAAAAAAAks/g_Xo9ilMOL4/s200/stacking+up+blocks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412729708849096130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look, how excited he was with all the stacked up blocks. These are all the blocks he has and he manage to stack them up in very short time. Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-673673651203220893?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/673673651203220893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/stacking-up-up-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/673673651203220893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/673673651203220893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/stacking-up-up-up.html' title='Stacking Up Up Up'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3g_gknZcI/AAAAAAAAAks/g_Xo9ilMOL4/s72-c/stacking+up+blocks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-4112922763384225569</id><published>2009-12-11T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:05:00.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3f71mM-sI/AAAAAAAAAkk/aiN658moP8Y/s1600-h/art+class.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3f71mM-sI/AAAAAAAAAkk/aiN658moP8Y/s200/art+class.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412728546261793474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What are activities should i give to a two years old boy? I bought some water colours from Carefour the other day and hoping Hong Zheng will have some fun with it. Off course he did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shown him the three primary colours, red, blue and yellow and then the secondary colours, green, purple and orange. I hope he can understand what i was trying to address to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His final art work was the red handprints. Fortunately he did not ask for my handprints as i was busy preparing the food for lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3f7lu-CQI/AAAAAAAAAkc/XSBwZUjMMzo/s1600-h/art+class+hand+prints.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3f7lu-CQI/AAAAAAAAAkc/XSBwZUjMMzo/s200/art+class+hand+prints.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412728542003595522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3f7IaEtEI/AAAAAAAAAkU/F03TxCYOqbU/s1600-h/art+class3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3f7IaEtEI/AAAAAAAAAkU/F03TxCYOqbU/s200/art+class3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412728534131323970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3f6lMeCJI/AAAAAAAAAkM/zF5U0Qo8k2I/s1600-h/art+class2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3f6lMeCJI/AAAAAAAAAkM/zF5U0Qo8k2I/s200/art+class2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412728524679022738" 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/3612936862248240720-4112922763384225569?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/4112922763384225569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4112922763384225569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/4112922763384225569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-class.html' title='Art Class'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3f71mM-sI/AAAAAAAAAkk/aiN658moP8Y/s72-c/art+class.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-5665035708211120644</id><published>2009-12-10T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:04:00.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Breatfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3c4EfHfZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/lyVN4PMp_d8/s1600-h/whole+wheat+recipes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3c4EfHfZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/lyVN4PMp_d8/s200/whole+wheat+recipes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412725183004245394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is always my mission to serve good and healthy food to Hong Zheng. I manage to find some nice cereal from Cold Storage Parkson Melaka Mall. It is whole wheat cereal from F&amp;amp;N. The cereal is not sweet only the added rasberry, canberry and blueberry taste sweet. So, i just sort out the berries from the cereal and add it with some fresh milk. Yum! Neverthe less, whole wheat bread is always our healthy bread choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3c3hSnzGI/AAAAAAAAAj8/uVbLnrAafEs/s1600-h/whole+wheat+breakfast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3c3hSnzGI/AAAAAAAAAj8/uVbLnrAafEs/s200/whole+wheat+breakfast.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412725173556595810" 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/3612936862248240720-5665035708211120644?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/5665035708211120644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/healthy-breatfast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5665035708211120644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/5665035708211120644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/healthy-breatfast.html' title='Healthy Breatfast'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx3c4EfHfZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/lyVN4PMp_d8/s72-c/whole+wheat+recipes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-6715326454969117762</id><published>2009-12-09T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:25:00.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Gift from Jusco Member Renewal</title><content type='html'>Today we renewed our Jusco membership and entitled for a free gift, it is a Teddy Bear with word Peace. Gave it to Hong Zheng and he loves it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-6715326454969117762?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/6715326454969117762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/free-gift-from-jusco-member-renewal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6715326454969117762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/6715326454969117762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/free-gift-from-jusco-member-renewal.html' title='Free Gift from Jusco Member Renewal'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8725073454062997943</id><published>2009-12-09T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:50:00.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking Capability</title><content type='html'>Today i heard Hong Zheng altered a sentense :"Mama sits red chair". Very sweet to hear this as the sentence with subject, verb and object. I think he progresses very well in term of expression himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a book called Body IQ. There are eight expression which are:&lt;br /&gt;Excited&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;Angry&lt;br /&gt;Shy&lt;br /&gt;Surprise&lt;br /&gt;Scared&lt;br /&gt;Upset&lt;br /&gt;Silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can say them out. So glad to see his progress. I am proud of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8725073454062997943?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8725073454062997943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/speaking-capability.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8725073454062997943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8725073454062997943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/speaking-capability.html' title='Speaking Capability'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-1025240116721800750</id><published>2009-12-08T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:13:00.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second runner up in Parenthots Precious Moments Contest</title><content type='html'>Remember i mentioned about taking the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3612936862248240720&amp;amp;postID=2240250065950986078"&gt;Precious Moments Contests&lt;/a&gt; held by ParenThots? We won the second runner up in the contest for month of Nov 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the presents, they are the RM50 Baby KIKO humper and RM50 cash voucher from Baby KIKO. I was told to collect from the Baby KIKO branch at Parkson Melaka Mall Melaka. Let's see what they offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-1025240116721800750?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/1025240116721800750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/second-runner-up-in-parenthots-precious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1025240116721800750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/1025240116721800750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/second-runner-up-in-parenthots-precious.html' title='Second runner up in Parenthots Precious Moments Contest'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-8810519415780649899</id><published>2009-12-08T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T03:39:17.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting on his pants</title><content type='html'>I was surprised to see Hong Zheng put on his pants on his own one week ago. Although it was front side back but i think it was a great achievement on himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him to come to me so that i can help him to put on his shirts and pants but refused. So, i had to ask him to do on his own. After a while i found that he actually putting the pants on his own. On yes, this is the first day i asked him to put on his underwear :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-8810519415780649899?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/8810519415780649899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/putting-on-his-pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8810519415780649899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/8810519415780649899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/putting-on-his-pants.html' title='Putting on his pants'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612936862248240720.post-2656453706327987215</id><published>2009-12-08T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:50:24.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Class - Crayon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4ScVWHJeI/AAAAAAAAAk8/KV9fjYCufvs/s1600-h/crayon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4ScVWHJeI/AAAAAAAAAk8/KV9fjYCufvs/s200/crayon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412784080121439714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Hong Zheng art class lesson was drawing with crayons. I noticed he likes blue colour very much. Blue should be his favourite color. He can hold the blue crayon and pass all other colours to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately he did not seem to able to draw but he always asked me to draw for him esoecially drawing cars for many colours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3612936862248240720-2656453706327987215?l=hzmydearestson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/feeds/2656453706327987215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-class-crayon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2656453706327987215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3612936862248240720/posts/default/2656453706327987215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hzmydearestson.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-class-crayon.html' title='Art Class - Crayon'/><author><name>Calyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844058112960844669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/SvWS5PObi_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XGjvLglzaF0/S220/calyn.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLpUYJ7K2D0/Sx4ScVWHJeI/AAAAAAAAAk8/KV9fjYCufvs/s72-c/crayon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
