<?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-4423457392227683623</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:57:25.742-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='naughty'/><category term='bloggers'/><category term='walking'/><category term='me'/><category term='hayeli'/><category term='standing'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='talking'/><category term='cameron highlands'/><category term='my big sister'/><category term='starting solids'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='death'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='terrible twos'/><category term='party'/><category term='tag'/><category term='diapers'/><category term='crawling'/><category term='updates'/><category term='perhentian island'/><category term='tantrums'/><category term='milk'/><category term='1st birthday'/><category term='incident'/><category term='sleeping'/><category term='stubborn'/><category term='breastfeeding'/><category term='Penang'/><category term='sushi'/><category term='neighbours'/><category term='grandparents'/><category term='cny'/><category term='daycare'/><category term='video'/><category term='sick'/><category term='my room'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='cheeky'/><category term='potty train'/><category term='papa&apos;s presents'/><category term='My Birth Story'/><category term='friends'/><category term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Haye Li's Memoirs</title><subtitle type='html'>Another baby girl's journal through the eyes of my Mummy. And just like my sister's Rye Li's blog, what you read here is not to intentionally discriminate or hurt anyone, if you're offended in anyway, please go look for my mummy!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-8876189854547449927</id><published>2011-03-13T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T07:43:45.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><title type='text'>How I love my ketchup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How much I love tomato sauce?!!! ...... see for yourself! I'd rather just eat the sauce than the food that goes with it, anytime, all the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Etv3xNTc4c?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Etv3xNTc4c?hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-8876189854547449927?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8876189854547449927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=8876189854547449927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/8876189854547449927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/8876189854547449927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-i-love-my-ketchup.html' title='How I love my ketchup!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-8112274186590286979</id><published>2011-03-07T07:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T07:23:47.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - my little cili padi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a long while for any updates on this little&lt;em&gt; cili padi&lt;/em&gt; of mine....my bad. If there is only one thing I would want to update on her now, that would be her fiesty character. She always entertains us, be it good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, she loves chatting and chat she will to us even though her pronounciation is not that all clear. She also loves singing and will entertain herself (and us) in the car or be it late into the nights when she refuses to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that she can communicate well to us, this little girl is one very hard headed girl and has been nicknamed by her maternal grandpa "&lt;em&gt;Ah Ngau&lt;/em&gt;". When she wants her way, she wants her way. Most of the times, it is always me that do not give in to her and she will even answer me or hit me back! Even when she knows I'm mad at her, she will go "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmmph!&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt;" just to dare me back or to have the very last say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She's smart in comparing things with her sister and lately when I tell her NO to something she wants, she will go "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; can and I cannot?!&lt;/span&gt;". She wants everything her sister wants and will show her tantrum if she doesn't get it. When we happened to scold her sister, she will tell her sister "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Very good!&lt;/span&gt;" (We're assuming she learns it from the daycare)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When she's not up to her tricks, she can be the sweetest angel around and she loves helping us out especially to her papa when he's fixing things around the house. She seems to have an interest in fixing things (unlike her sister).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She is very independent and insist in going to the toilet by herself whether it is pee or poo. Only for poo, she would tell us that she is done and we would have to help her wash her bum. She also insist to eat on her own (but I will insist to feed her as I do not want her to make a mess) and will complaint on why her sister could feed herself and that she was not able to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately, her latest fascination is to tell us stories about an elephant. God knows where she got this idea from but it is always this elephant doing this or that....here is a video clip of her telling me one of her elephant stories. In this, she is also singing "twinkle, twinkle traffic light" song, a song the daycare picked up from Rye Li's kindy and taught the other kids at the daycare to sing and Haye Li loves this song. It goes "Twinkle, twinkle traffic lights, Standing at the corner bright, When it's red, it's time to stop, When it's green, it's time to go"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YsBgRC7Njoc?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YsBgRC7Njoc?hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-8112274186590286979?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8112274186590286979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=8112274186590286979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/8112274186590286979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/8112274186590286979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2011/03/mummys-entry-my-little-cili-padi.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - my little cili padi!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-3019378796832038123</id><published>2011-01-21T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T19:32:04.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>My 2nd birthday celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*a backdated post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We celebrated my 2nd birthday last October days earlier because mummy had a work trip that weekend and also since my birthday fell on a Saturday and Aunty Ng would not be opened, we decided to have it on a weekday instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I got to help out with the party packs that were to be distributed to my friends at the daycare. Mummy got all the goodies and all and my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; and I got to help out packing them into the paper bags.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564832699533228994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpB20In-8I/AAAAAAAADFE/-DQop0kJBtc/s320/HL%2B28.jpg" /&gt;the goodies before packing into the paper bags&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564832695868588722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpB2me6ArI/AAAAAAAADE8/otJ1I2Kne7c/s320/HL%2B27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the huge task that needs to be done, packing for 30+ kids at daycare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpB2d0Gg7I/AAAAAAAADE0/IVSoSZFkb34/s1600/HL%2B26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564832693541569458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpB2d0Gg7I/AAAAAAAADE0/IVSoSZFkb34/s320/HL%2B26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the goodies in the bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That Tuesday, I didn't go to Aunty Ng's till later in the afternoon as I got to follow mummy and papa do some errands in the morning before collecting my birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpAD_MjOkI/AAAAAAAADEs/qH6jn3H_yOo/s1600/HL%2B25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564830726817528386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpAD_MjOkI/AAAAAAAADEs/qH6jn3H_yOo/s320/HL%2B25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my birthday cake, minnie mouse, like me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went to Aunty Ng's late afternoon to have my birthday cake as well as to distribute the party packs to my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpADsYlScI/AAAAAAAADEk/SnQuCLjk3sA/s1600/HL%2B24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564830721767721410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpADsYlScI/AAAAAAAADEk/SnQuCLjk3sA/s320/HL%2B24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reading books with my friends while waiting for the cake and all to be prepared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpADVxVV2I/AAAAAAAADEc/gzBOUu7jpAU/s1600/HL%2B23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564830715697518434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpADVxVV2I/AAAAAAAADEc/gzBOUu7jpAU/s320/HL%2B23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i also got to do some colouring work while waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpADM4SyQI/AAAAAAAADEU/KUownjdV7og/s1600/HL%2B22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564830713310791938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpADM4SyQI/AAAAAAAADEU/KUownjdV7og/s320/HL%2B22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my birthday cake with the no. 2 candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpAC6h8xHI/AAAAAAAADEM/UqMQxAazXc0/s1600/HL%2B21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564830708385236082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpAC6h8xHI/AAAAAAAADEM/UqMQxAazXc0/s320/HL%2B21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; before the birthday song was sung, aunty ng gave me my present but I didn't want it so my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; took it for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-dboeslI/AAAAAAAADEE/ihv_s9yXfFI/s1600/HL%2B20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564828964924338770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-dboeslI/AAAAAAAADEE/ihv_s9yXfFI/s320/HL%2B20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "why do i have to stand here?!!!!" - i was not in a good mood at all and hence, was not cooperating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-dEkeCXI/AAAAAAAADD8/Jd0eim2T0uA/s1600/HL%2B19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564828958733502834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-dEkeCXI/AAAAAAAADD8/Jd0eim2T0uA/s320/HL%2B19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the others, including my cousin, Shane were more excited than I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-c4Bdu3I/AAAAAAAADD0/B-QO7xz9quQ/s1600/HL%2B18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564828955365456754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-c4Bdu3I/AAAAAAAADD0/B-QO7xz9quQ/s320/HL%2B18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i refused to blow my candle and so my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; did it for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-cQj8u8I/AAAAAAAADDs/yGLxu9B33Qc/s1600/HL%2B17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564828944772676546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-cQj8u8I/AAAAAAAADDs/yGLxu9B33Qc/s320/HL%2B17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and she also cut my cake for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-cMmVZcI/AAAAAAAADDk/53dgKU2V2Dw/s1600/HL%2B16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564828943708939714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo-cMmVZcI/AAAAAAAADDk/53dgKU2V2Dw/s320/HL%2B16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and distributed my party packs for me....thank goodness for &lt;em&gt;cher-chers&lt;/em&gt; like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7FG9dVEI/AAAAAAAADDc/JX-K67WqYPU/s1600/HL%2B15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564825248523441218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7FG9dVEI/AAAAAAAADDc/JX-K67WqYPU/s320/HL%2B15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but I got to eat my cake! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7E3OP0QI/AAAAAAAADDU/TAuj-WnSFSM/s1600/HL%2B14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564825244298891522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7E3OP0QI/AAAAAAAADDU/TAuj-WnSFSM/s320/HL%2B14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We left Aunty Ng's after that for 1 Utama to just chill out and have fun with my birthday celebrations. I was much happier there as I got to ride the children rides for the very first time. We are usually deprived from such fun as when we are in the malls, we are always rushing for errands so a happy girl I was on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7Etqem5I/AAAAAAAADDM/m8GFxepPUyA/s1600/HL%2B13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564825241732946834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7Etqem5I/AAAAAAAADDM/m8GFxepPUyA/s320/HL%2B13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blur look coz i was getting use to how to operate this thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7EHWfqVI/AAAAAAAADDE/8nvMNULFmg8/s1600/HL%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564825231448582482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7EHWfqVI/AAAAAAAADDE/8nvMNULFmg8/s320/HL%2B12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy happy me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7D9hUbVI/AAAAAAAADC8/Z8v7JOx1c7s/s1600/HL%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564825228809629010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo7D9hUbVI/AAAAAAAADC8/Z8v7JOx1c7s/s320/HL%2B11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was happy on this until i noticed 'stuart' next to me and freaked me out totally! after this, i refused rides with 'things' next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo42DcBCjI/AAAAAAAADC0/SQMQqWhSdGU/s1600/HL%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564822790856575538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo42DcBCjI/AAAAAAAADC0/SQMQqWhSdGU/s320/HL%2B10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i don't mind my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; next to me as long as it is not those 'things'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo4117dh3I/AAAAAAAADCs/6HK1EZdv5VQ/s1600/HL%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564822787230369650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo4117dh3I/AAAAAAAADCs/6HK1EZdv5VQ/s320/HL%2B9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another round on Thomas since i get to operate this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After all that fun, we went for an early dinner at Delicious and it was super duper delicious! Especially our desserts (sorry no pics of our desserts)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo41nXF1UI/AAAAAAAADCk/mw_Z72-aDfg/s1600/HL%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564822783319725378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo41nXF1UI/AAAAAAAADCk/mw_Z72-aDfg/s320/HL%2B8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we had pasta and I insisted in feeding myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo41foBlQI/AAAAAAAADCc/zRArBGFqvOw/s1600/HL%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564822781243266306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo41foBlQI/AAAAAAAADCc/zRArBGFqvOw/s320/HL%2B7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my cher-cher's favourite, she can eat, sleep and poo spaghetti everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo40WZGGmI/AAAAAAAADCU/nlm-SM5ISFU/s1600/HL%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564822761584859746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo40WZGGmI/AAAAAAAADCU/nlm-SM5ISFU/s320/HL%2B6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see, i feed myself so carefully (this also coz my mom nags me ALL THE TIME to eat over the plate ever since i wanted to feed myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2gCnsTHI/AAAAAAAADCM/8MbaThfmabU/s1600/HL%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564820213656734834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2gCnsTHI/AAAAAAAADCM/8MbaThfmabU/s320/HL%2B5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After dinner, we walked over to Toys R Us but I got sleepy and had my nap since I did not take any naps earlier on. And while I was napping, my birthday present was bought, I got a toy story phone! It was funny how all 3 of us (papa, mummy and I) were on our phones after that and cher-cher was not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2f6I5E5I/AAAAAAAADCE/HANVnag1nmA/s1600/HL%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564820211380065170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2f6I5E5I/AAAAAAAADCE/HANVnag1nmA/s320/HL%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me taking a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I got up from my nap, we went over to Chocolate for more desserts and ice cream before we headed home. My &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; was very happy as she is also a junk food princess that takes after my mom, the junk food queen who takes after my grandma, her all-time majesty, the junk food mother queen. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2fVhJYvI/AAAAAAAADB8/xm3dKwR82R8/s1600/HL%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564820201549685490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2fVhJYvI/AAAAAAAADB8/xm3dKwR82R8/s320/HL%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our fruits chocolate fondue - yummy but too much chocolate for us to finish it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2e9UmaDI/AAAAAAAADB0/qIX6FpNZ7EU/s1600/HL%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564820195054610482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2e9UmaDI/AAAAAAAADB0/qIX6FpNZ7EU/s320/HL%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; at the background had her ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2er8n1BI/AAAAAAAADBs/sHnnUuCK2JY/s1600/HL%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564820190390637586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTo2er8n1BI/AAAAAAAADBs/sHnnUuCK2JY/s320/HL%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i only preferred the strawberries - i don't like too much of sweet stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We left for home after that and called it a day. On my actual birthday on that Saturday, I got to celebrate at my i-yee (mom's sis)'s house with my cousins, &lt;em&gt;cher-cher &lt;/em&gt;and also with my maternal grandparents. They got me another birthday cake and sang to me. [sorry, all pics and videos were taken by my &lt;em&gt;i-yee&lt;/em&gt; so cannot upload them here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The next day, I got to celebrate it again with our family friend, Kai-Jin and his family at his grandparents' house. And I also got another birthday cake! :D [again no pics as they were all taken by Kai-Jin's family]. Not bad to have 3 birthday cakes at all different times with so many people singing to me. Too bad that I don't enjoy people singing to me though, not for now anyways! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-3019378796832038123?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3019378796832038123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=3019378796832038123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3019378796832038123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3019378796832038123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-2nd-birthday-celebrations.html' title='My 2nd birthday celebrations'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TTpB20In-8I/AAAAAAAADFE/-DQop0kJBtc/s72-c/HL%2B28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-5346420986714294549</id><published>2010-12-26T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:21:52.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - How we nearly lost you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is always a first for Haye Li in many things in which we have never experienced with Rye Li. While I have yet to post many of the things she has done (and I blame it on time), this particular incident is the MOTHER of all her FIRSTs and a terrifying experience for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost her yesterday for more than 5 minutes. Actually, when we realized it, it was of course after 5 minutes and found her within a minute (which seems like forever to us then).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at Toys R Us and was somewhere in the middle of the store when we parted as a family. The girls were with their papa while I walked to the other side. Shortly after, Rye Li followed me and I assumed Haye Li was with her papa (there was a huge display in between us which blocked our view). I actually was sort of contemplating whether to inform hubby or not but I brushed it aside. A huge mistake on my side as after 5 minutes or so while browsing the store further, hubby came to us and went “Where’s &lt;em&gt;mei-mei&lt;/em&gt;?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I instantly replied “I thought she’s with you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, as on cue, hubby went to one direction and shouting “mei-mei” while I went opposite and traced back our steps screaming for her. I made sure Rye Li went with hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart dropped big time while screaming for her in the store and of course at every aisle I looked, she wasn’t there. Flashes of stuff ran through my mind and even viewing the recordings on CCTV came to my mind (although I remembered one of the conversations I had with a client that “by the time you view recordings, it’s always too late!”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could even panic big time (was at the verge of crying already!), I approached near the entrance of the store and saw hubby carrying and hugging a very terrified crying toddler. It was a huge relief to see her and at the same time I went “Mummy was so scared already” and hubby went “It’s okay as long as she’s alright!” and soothed her from her sobbing. I think she has been crying for more than 5 minutes as she had to pause big time to breathe and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was with a staff at the time hubby found her and we think she also traced back her steps to the entrance of the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so glad that she’s alright and it was a huge lesson to both hubby and I. We now know better to ensure that both of us must be aware of the kids’ surroundings before we go our separate ways. We have only ourselves to be blamed yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I took the opportunity (when she has calmed down later) that she has to always hold our hands and cannot wander off. We have tried to scare her before which worked but I think this is also a huge lesson for her to listen to us. Hopefully, she will also remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I’m still shuddering at the thought that we could have lost her big time. Sorry baby for our negligence! I cannot imagine how I can forgive myself if I lost you this way. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-5346420986714294549?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5346420986714294549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=5346420986714294549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5346420986714294549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5346420986714294549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/12/mummys-entry-how-we-nearly-lost-you.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - How we nearly lost you!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-6408436414859509123</id><published>2010-12-11T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T06:41:22.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penang'/><title type='text'>My first trip to Penang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My first trip to Penang was not how Mummy envisioned it to be. We had to visit &lt;em&gt;Ah Kong&lt;/em&gt; whom was ill and within a month, we were there 3 times. Sad to say, my &lt;em&gt;Ah Kong&lt;/em&gt; is no longer with us and you can read all about it from my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ryeli.blogspot.com/2010/12/mummys-entry-dealing-with-death.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sister's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYsLh21_MI/AAAAAAAADAA/BAG7boTCwoI/s1600/DSC07399.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550172167359298754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYsLh21_MI/AAAAAAAADAA/BAG7boTCwoI/s320/DSC07399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the car, first time being on Penang bridge - we went up to visit &lt;em&gt;Kong-Kong&lt;/em&gt; in the hospital. I was very well behaved during the journey to and from (other than the fact I refused to pee in my diapers so there were stops specially for me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYsLNon-iI/AAAAAAAAC_4/B52yJuoYMm8/s1600/DSC07427.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550172161930951202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYsLNon-iI/AAAAAAAAC_4/B52yJuoYMm8/s320/DSC07427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; At papa's friend's place, their first time meeting me and for me, the same too. This is Kai Ji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYsKS6GbiI/AAAAAAAAC_w/OmNSoX5cc_k/s1600/DSC07429.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550172146166558242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYsKS6GbiI/AAAAAAAAC_w/OmNSoX5cc_k/s320/DSC07429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Papa was playing with Kai Ji and I got jealous so I plopped myself on him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqzLe08qI/AAAAAAAAC_o/GkVT9ygRY0w/s1600/DSC07432.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550170649524499106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqzLe08qI/AAAAAAAAC_o/GkVT9ygRY0w/s320/DSC07432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I didn't even want to let him carry Kai Ji!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqytdTVZI/AAAAAAAAC_g/xmpzI9wYbOo/s1600/DSC07436.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550170641465038226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqytdTVZI/AAAAAAAAC_g/xmpzI9wYbOo/s320/DSC07436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; My &lt;em&gt;che-che&lt;/em&gt; and Kai Ru, busy playing with their new found toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqx5K6FrI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/EG4HYhpAjxU/s1600/DSC07440.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550170627429242546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqx5K6FrI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/EG4HYhpAjxU/s320/DSC07440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was happily playing with the boys' papa that I laughed and laughed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqxrg5ToI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/Ep2ZOX4_bgQ/s1600/DSC07459.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550170623763369602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqxrg5ToI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/Ep2ZOX4_bgQ/s320/DSC07459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; At the hospital visiting &lt;em&gt;Kong-Kong&lt;/em&gt; during our first trip there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqxCqnvMI/AAAAAAAAC_I/jt5Rh_iFtSY/s1600/DSC07464.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqxCqnvMI/AAAAAAAAC_I/jt5Rh_iFtSY/s1600/DSC07464.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550170612798307522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYqxCqnvMI/AAAAAAAAC_I/jt5Rh_iFtSY/s320/DSC07464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166606485880546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYnH1_TfuI/AAAAAAAAC_A/MnoHYBxlkZc/s320/DSC07470.JPG" /&gt;look at my cheeky face! playing with &lt;em&gt;Ah Mai's&lt;/em&gt; (papa's sister) necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The below were taken during our second trip there (3 nights), this was after &lt;em&gt;Kong-Kong's&lt;/em&gt; surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYnHl4iP0I/AAAAAAAAC-4/aUzFlkENOyI/s1600/DSC07498.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166602162519874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYnHl4iP0I/AAAAAAAAC-4/aUzFlkENOyI/s320/DSC07498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with Shane, our cousin - he loves to pose for the camera! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYnHKKXmQI/AAAAAAAAC-w/oJzkmXcZRQA/s1600/DSC07511.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166594721126658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYnHKKXmQI/AAAAAAAAC-w/oJzkmXcZRQA/s320/DSC07511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; with &lt;em&gt;Ah Mai&lt;/em&gt; and uncle Phil - looks like we're one happy family ya?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYnGsm-H5I/AAAAAAAAC-o/BteHmV7sEuM/s1600/DSC07514.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166586788028306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYnGsm-H5I/AAAAAAAAC-o/BteHmV7sEuM/s320/DSC07514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;che-che&lt;/em&gt; and I were busy playing with i-pad touch at the hospital - this trip we were not allowed to be on the bed with &lt;em&gt;kong-kong&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went to visit the place where &lt;em&gt;kong-kong&lt;/em&gt; was brought up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYnGOhblJI/AAAAAAAAC-g/2Qx-rBw3o8w/s1600/DSC07519.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166578711729298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYnGOhblJI/AAAAAAAAC-g/2Qx-rBw3o8w/s320/DSC07519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiPUN41gI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/kz-YMPDDJ7M/s1600/DSC07530.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550161237301057026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiPUN41gI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/kz-YMPDDJ7M/s320/DSC07530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiO3GPQ1I/AAAAAAAAC-Q/9ZFIdmeEeMY/s1600/DSC07525.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550161229484344146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiO3GPQ1I/AAAAAAAAC-Q/9ZFIdmeEeMY/s320/DSC07525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This trip, we stayed 2 nights at Gurney hotel so us kids could have some fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiOvhHInI/AAAAAAAAC-I/E853v097H7E/s1600/DSC07539.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550161227449574002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiOvhHInI/AAAAAAAAC-I/E853v097H7E/s320/DSC07539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;uncle phil lifting my &lt;em&gt;che-che&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiNghKu1I/AAAAAAAAC-A/nzvRYXgf928/s1600/DSC07542.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550161206243408722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiNghKu1I/AAAAAAAAC-A/nzvRYXgf928/s320/DSC07542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and i wanted the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiNQvaxDI/AAAAAAAAC94/eHmmqnnbgXQ/s1600/DSC07543.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550161202008212530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYiNQvaxDI/AAAAAAAAC94/eHmmqnnbgXQ/s320/DSC07543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; when we checked into the room, my &lt;em&gt;che-che&lt;/em&gt; and i were checking out the view from our bathtub!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfHsgx5DI/AAAAAAAAC9w/txMaqJmQFvA/s1600/DSC07558.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550157807848907826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfHsgx5DI/AAAAAAAAC9w/txMaqJmQFvA/s320/DSC07558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; we went swimming and i was so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfHKrtwiI/AAAAAAAAC9o/MkKCYE9mD2g/s1600/DSC07562.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550157798767968802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfHKrtwiI/AAAAAAAAC9o/MkKCYE9mD2g/s320/DSC07562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; my &lt;em&gt;che-che&lt;/em&gt; glued on to ah mai like a koala bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfGlmkyyI/AAAAAAAAC9g/D0lwxdHj9Xo/s1600/DSC07564.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550157788814297890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfGlmkyyI/AAAAAAAAC9g/D0lwxdHj9Xo/s320/DSC07564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; see how brave i was! i refused to let papa hold on to me! mummy was screaming away to papa to hold on to me as i'm pretty much an accident proned baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfGFSyy1I/AAAAAAAAC9Y/75EN87fMCDQ/s1600/DSC07582.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550157780141394770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfGFSyy1I/AAAAAAAAC9Y/75EN87fMCDQ/s320/DSC07582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after a few attempts on the water slides with papa, i'm happier going down on my own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfFqTgLwI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/U_VCSrxciVk/s1600/DSC07584.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550157772896612098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYfFqTgLwI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/U_VCSrxciVk/s320/DSC07584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i kept wanting to do this at the adult's pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWtXAkmvI/AAAAAAAAC9I/hq-udbPQfIU/s1600/DSC07589.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550148559307053810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWtXAkmvI/AAAAAAAAC9I/hq-udbPQfIU/s320/DSC07589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; after swimming in the pool, we get to play some more in the bath tub!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The hotel had some activities for kids and we joined in for the shell painting ones during one of the days while papa and the rest were at the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWtHePfRI/AAAAAAAAC9A/21NJ-XNudc8/s1600/DSC07593.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550148555136531730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWtHePfRI/AAAAAAAAC9A/21NJ-XNudc8/s320/DSC07593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWsoGRf6I/AAAAAAAAC84/EaytQ2zkivs/s1600/DSC07600.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550148546714501026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWsoGRf6I/AAAAAAAAC84/EaytQ2zkivs/s320/DSC07600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWsUj3k6I/AAAAAAAAC8w/X0B_t8D1ryQ/s1600/DSC07602.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550148541469922210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWsUj3k6I/AAAAAAAAC8w/X0B_t8D1ryQ/s320/DSC07602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we played on the artificial sand after that. what my sister did, i also want to follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWr_DfcsI/AAAAAAAAC8o/YwS7FDPKl5Q/s1600/DSC07612.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550148535696978626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYWr_DfcsI/AAAAAAAAC8o/YwS7FDPKl5Q/s320/DSC07612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYUy4uWaeI/AAAAAAAAC8g/FcsMHGCnydg/s1600/DSC07619.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550146455233522146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYUy4uWaeI/AAAAAAAAC8g/FcsMHGCnydg/s320/DSC07619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The below were taken during our 3rd trip (nearly a week) there, for&lt;em&gt; kong-kong's&lt;/em&gt; funeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550146452678021570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYUyvNEkcI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/VsLETqIG6XE/s320/DSC07639.JPG" /&gt;this is where i stayed put mostly as i was afraid of the dog that roams about the funeral parlour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550146443708877234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYUyNyqSbI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/AUY3Ddv7Ekc/s320/DSC07643.JPG" /&gt;the dog that i was scared of - he loves to have his naps here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYUx2wL12I/AAAAAAAAC8I/jr5BIaoOIM8/s1600/DSC07650.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550146437524477794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYUx2wL12I/AAAAAAAAC8I/jr5BIaoOIM8/s320/DSC07650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYUxN0cZ-I/AAAAAAAAC8A/T0Hr6kdcbfY/s1600/DSC07662.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550146426536486882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYUxN0cZ-I/AAAAAAAAC8A/T0Hr6kdcbfY/s320/DSC07662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; this was what i also did to keep me occupied and to give the adults some free time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRc-qFLbI/AAAAAAAAC74/5TUNYtOej8s/s1600/DSC07665.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550142780334222770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRc-qFLbI/AAAAAAAAC74/5TUNYtOej8s/s320/DSC07665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; mocking around at the lobby of Gurney hotel while being checked in, we stayed there during the funeral as it is closer to the funeral parlour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRcTTnwpI/AAAAAAAAC7w/DIzqB1VAYng/s1600/DSC07689.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550142768697295506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRcTTnwpI/AAAAAAAAC7w/DIzqB1VAYng/s320/DSC07689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i also try to pray while the rest are praying at nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRbwlcFuI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ZJ5YSbb_Clg/s1600/DSC07733.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550142759376787170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRbwlcFuI/AAAAAAAAC7o/ZJ5YSbb_Clg/s320/DSC07733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; this was taken after the funeral was over at the crematorium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRbrIH9aI/AAAAAAAAC7g/BBuIeb4kXR8/s1600/DSC07741.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550142757911655842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRbrIH9aI/AAAAAAAAC7g/BBuIeb4kXR8/s320/DSC07741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; loving the plain porridge that was served!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRbJNDBpI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/0RdUW0L0Mdo/s1600/DSC07747.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550142748805498514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYRbJNDBpI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/0RdUW0L0Mdo/s320/DSC07747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with my second cousins from kong-kong's side&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rest in peace &lt;em&gt;kong-kong&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-6408436414859509123?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6408436414859509123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=6408436414859509123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6408436414859509123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6408436414859509123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-first-trip-to-penang.html' title='My first trip to Penang'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TQYsLh21_MI/AAAAAAAADAA/BAG7boTCwoI/s72-c/DSC07399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-5636055929661239243</id><published>2010-10-23T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T00:00:04.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - my baby is 2!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TL8J8sqnf_I/AAAAAAAAC5Y/GDOqXUwyHC8/s1600/bday+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530149805820968946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TL8J8sqnf_I/AAAAAAAAC5Y/GDOqXUwyHC8/s320/bday+068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My baby is 2 today and sadly, I'm not with her to celebrate as I'm away for a work trip. We celebrated earlier on Tuesday as I took the day off just to spend some quality time with her (will post this up soon). The above picture was taken on Tuesday itself at the daycare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She is definitely our pride and joy and like I've mentioned numerous time before that she never fails to amuse us in her own special ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haye Li, mummy and papa love you very much and we're so proud to have you as our baby. Happy 2nd birthday my Haye Li and here's wishing to many, many more. Keep on smiling and amusing us baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I heard that you will be having some celebrations on your birthday planned by papa. Enjoy my dear baby as you truly deserve to be happy on your birthday!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523476082237954482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdUO28o2bI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/s9TtWUzi2SI/s320/HL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-5636055929661239243?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5636055929661239243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=5636055929661239243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5636055929661239243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5636055929661239243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/10/mummys-entry-my-baby-is-2.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - my baby is 2!!!!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TL8J8sqnf_I/AAAAAAAAC5Y/GDOqXUwyHC8/s72-c/bday+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4426677287568861935</id><published>2010-10-18T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:25:41.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mummy's update - HFMD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My poor Haye Li had another round of Hands, Foot and Mouth Disease (HFMD) over 2 weeks back. The second time within 3 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Her sister, Rye Li, had it first and I was sort of prepared (although praying that she would not) that she may get it and I gave her heaps of Barley juices days before she had it and also started adding "Propolis" in her milk just to give her that extra immunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not sure if these worked but this round, she wasn't suffering as much as before. No fever at all and her white spots in her mouth were not as many as the first round. There was a huge blister-like spot on her tongue and that one made her complaint of pain throughout the first night she had it and the next day during day time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And although she complaint that it's painful while eating and drinking, she will still eat and drink. But the moment she doesn't like her food, she will use "pain" as an excuse not to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This round too, she had red spots on her hands and feet, something we could not tell when she had this in July. But they were not affecting her so we were just monitoring her food intake. She recovered pretty fast too, within 4-5 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We're thankful that she is not so sick this round. Although she had it alright, her little cousin (who also goes to the daycare) got it again like her and suffered worst compared to his first round in July. Aunty Ng (daycare) decided to close for a week last week since other kids especially the younger ones were getting affected. We hope that this will be the last episode as it is not a good thing seeing the kids suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4426677287568861935?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4426677287568861935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4426677287568861935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4426677287568861935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4426677287568861935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/10/mummys-update-hfmd.html' title='Mummy&apos;s update - HFMD'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-3232934766927638964</id><published>2010-10-13T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T08:25:00.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diapers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty train'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - potty trained</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since May this year at 1 and a half years old, Haye Li has been nappy-less at the daycare but me, being such a lazy mom at home, I made sure she has diapers when we're at home and especially when we're out of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At times, this stubborn girl of mine, refused to wear diapers at home and has insisted that she also uses the throne like everyone else at home. Depending on my mood, I will give in but most of the time, she will be wearing diapers at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But when it comes to poo, she will insist to poo in the throne and for this one, we will definitely take her to the toilet. We will hold on to her while she does her thing, in case, she falls into the bowl. Lately, she will insist that she holds on to the bowl herself by using both hers hands and grip on the front side of the bowl to keep her balance. She looks really cute doing that (will try and see if I get a pic of her like that! LOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So far, she had a few (less than 5 times) accidents at home (all pee) and there were times, she went to the toilet all by herself without us knowing but she would have to tell us eventually as she needs help putting her pants on (she has no problems getting them off by herself).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She is really independent for her age when it comes to these things - always wanting to do things herself. And yet, she can be a clingy koala bear when she wants attention. She never fails to amuse us and she still sets the records for things which her &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; has never done (both good and bad stuff). Nonetheless, we still love her the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-3232934766927638964?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3232934766927638964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=3232934766927638964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3232934766927638964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3232934766927638964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/10/mummys-entry-potty-trained.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - potty trained'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-2237282806061042609</id><published>2010-10-08T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T07:55:00.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><title type='text'>On sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdImBJ-0mI/AAAAAAAAC5I/-rXxJ9gHQbQ/s1600/HL+zzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523463285975732834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdImBJ-0mI/AAAAAAAAC5I/-rXxJ9gHQbQ/s320/HL+zzz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I have a very weird sleeping habit lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/02/mummys-entry-finally.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since February this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, I have been sleeping through the nights most of the time unless I'm ill. For the past few months, I do wake up on and off in the nights but I will easily go back to sleep without asking for milk till it is time to wake up in the mornings (this is a huge achievement since my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; woke for up milk till she was 3 years plus old). Although mummy is thankful that I do not ask for milk, she's not happy that she is being disturbed since she is a very light sleeper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So how do I disturb her? As you can tell from the below picture, this is how our bedroom looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523463261081199042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdIkkaqYcI/AAAAAAAAC4o/eK5P_Vios98/s320/HL+zzz5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The top part of the bed, belongs to my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; and the bottom part is mine. Those days, papa used to sleep with &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; while mummy sleeps with me. For several months now, mummy has moved up with my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; and papa sleeps with me. Initially, I didn't want him but mummy refused to give in to me and somehow, I have accepted it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What I will do first before I sleep is to go up to my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher's&lt;/em&gt; bed and sleep at the side while mummy is squashed in between &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; and I. When I fall asleep, mummy will bring me down to my side of my bed. In the middle of the night, I tend to move around. At times, I will go up to my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher's&lt;/em&gt; bed or I will walk down to the little mattress you see on the floor (I won't walk over papa so I will take the long walk down and to the side of my bed) and will fall asleep there. I will do this several times in the night, every night for sure without a miss! And when I do this, I tend to wake her up because of the movements in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdIllggOyI/AAAAAAAAC5A/lxBKXGcwfjk/s1600/HL+zzz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523463278554004258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdIllggOyI/AAAAAAAAC5A/lxBKXGcwfjk/s320/HL+zzz2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; One night, mummy could not find me on my bed (she left us when we fell asleep and the lights were switched off while she went out to do some work) and when she looked around, she found me on the little mattress on the floor. She wasn't sure whether I walked there or fell down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdIlQhdYAI/AAAAAAAAC44/kLWQQPCMM6s/s1600/HL+zzz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523463272920866818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdIlQhdYAI/AAAAAAAAC44/kLWQQPCMM6s/s320/HL+zzz3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other night, she left us to sleep on our own while she was doing work outside. When she came back in later, she found me sleeping like this....this is a trait I have learnt from papa. He can sleep anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdIlGUWJBI/AAAAAAAAC4w/VKrXGcDnH6o/s1600/HL+zzz4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523463270181512210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdIlGUWJBI/AAAAAAAAC4w/VKrXGcDnH6o/s320/HL+zzz4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last 2 weeks or so, when I wanted to go up to &lt;em&gt;cher-cher's&lt;/em&gt; bed and found mummy in the way, I went "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mummy, eh too me&lt;/span&gt;" (excuse me) and she didn't hear me so I went "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MAHMEEEE, EH TOOOO ME&lt;/span&gt;" and only then, she moved aside to make some space for me to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The thing about me sleeping at that side is that after several minutes or so, I will purposely fall down and go "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eeeeeeorrrr&lt;/span&gt;" (falling sound) and then continue to sleep. Mummy has told me numerous times that the bed is not my playground but I love climbing up and then falling down as it is so fun(when we just got it last December, I have always treated it as one).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-2237282806061042609?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2237282806061042609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=2237282806061042609' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2237282806061042609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2237282806061042609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-sleeping.html' title='On sleeping'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKdImBJ-0mI/AAAAAAAAC5I/-rXxJ9gHQbQ/s72-c/HL+zzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-969803020546025003</id><published>2010-10-02T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T00:27:17.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>First attempt in cooking - making sushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All this while, I've seen how my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; loves cooking but was too young to be bothered to want to join in the fun. Two weekends ago, &lt;a href="http://ryeli.blogspot.com/2010/10/making-sushi.html"&gt;she was helping papa out to make some sushi &lt;/a&gt;and this time I wanted to help out too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Since the usual seaweed sheet is too big for me to roll, papa used the smaller roasted ones that we eat for snacks for me and this was how I did mine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523345462862546642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKbdbz2wBtI/AAAAAAAAC2o/ZuBgmPyfWcc/s320/HL+cook1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first, your spread out some cooked sushi rice on the seaweed on the bamboo mat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKbdbUmiVWI/AAAAAAAAC2g/L72BZdXCzzg/s1600/HL+cook2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523345454473041250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKbdbUmiVWI/AAAAAAAAC2g/L72BZdXCzzg/s320/HL+cook2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then you roll the seaweed with you hands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKbdbHvZaMI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/t4REeVdV1cI/s1600/HL+cook3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523345451020544194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKbdbHvZaMI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/t4REeVdV1cI/s320/HL+cook3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and ta daaa, you can two tiny sushi rolls! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-969803020546025003?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/969803020546025003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=969803020546025003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/969803020546025003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/969803020546025003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-attempt-in-cooking-making-sushi.html' title='First attempt in cooking - making sushi'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TKbdbz2wBtI/AAAAAAAAC2o/ZuBgmPyfWcc/s72-c/HL+cook1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-1575704241630602744</id><published>2010-09-22T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T07:13:00.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheeky'/><title type='text'>On drinking milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJi9pwnCKbI/AAAAAAAAC1I/eJhFyLO9n0w/s1600/HL+milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519369868463450546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJi9pwnCKbI/AAAAAAAAC1I/eJhFyLO9n0w/s320/HL+milk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever since a baby till now, I have a very bad habit when it comes to drinking milk. I could never finish drinking my milk at one go. As I was very young then, I could still get away with it without being scolded upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;These days, I'm being scolded for always wasting milk. Depending on my mood, when my mummy scolds me, I will finish them up. Lately, most of the time, I do not and no amount of threatening can make me finish them (unless the cane is brought out and that also, if mummy has to threaten me numerous time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;During weekdays in the mornings, before we go to Aunty Ng's, I will get away from threatens by mummy when I do not finish my milk since she's always rushing to leave the house. Over the weekends, mummy will bring out the cane and threaten me again and again till I finish the milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Last weekend, I took a different approach. When I stopped drinking and put down the half finished bottle on the floor, mummy started threatening me. I chose to ignore her and went "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don (t) wan (t)!&lt;/span&gt;" and continue watching TV. Out she came with the cane and pointed it out at me. Although I was scared of the cane, I just went "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don wan, I don wan&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next thing I knew, she brought me to the naughty corner and I refused to sit there. Instead, I walked away. And she brought me back again and threatened me with the cane. I refused to listen to her and by this time, she was shouting at me. I just went "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don wan&lt;/span&gt;" and walked off. Actually, I was half crawling and walking back to my chair in front of the TV. By this time, she went hysterical and next thing I knew, "WHIPPED!" at the back of my right leg. I immediately went "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OW, OW, OW!&lt;/span&gt;" and a "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PAIN!&lt;/span&gt;" and cried! I have always been scared of the cane and now I know why. Never realized it's so painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mummy then dragged me to the naughty corner and asked me to stay there. I cried for another 5 minutes or so till I've calmed down. After what felt like forever, papa came to my rescue and asked me to finish the milk at the naughty corner while he accompanied me (coz I got to watch the "Nobody, nobody but you" song on his phone). I managed to finish my milk and papa asked me to go tell mummy that I've finished my milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So did I learn my lesson after that? Not really, again, I get away during weekdays in the mornings but I'm not so lucky at nights. I know that I will not be so lucky either over weekends and I would probably finish all my milk with the threatens by the cane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pssst....mummy told papa that she was really heartsick having to cane me that first time. There was even a mark after that but by afternoon, it was all gone. Whatever it is, I hope I will never get another caning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-1575704241630602744?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1575704241630602744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=1575704241630602744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1575704241630602744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1575704241630602744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-drinking-milk.html' title='On drinking milk'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJi9pwnCKbI/AAAAAAAAC1I/eJhFyLO9n0w/s72-c/HL+milk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4867042991505545249</id><published>2010-09-20T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T00:00:08.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameron highlands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Camerons - November 2009*</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* this is another backdated post and a must-have update, just to record my holidays! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went up again to Camerons last November &lt;a href="http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/camerons-october-2009.html"&gt;even though we were there the month before, celebrating my first birthday there&lt;/a&gt;. It was a last minute thing since Mummy has to go up anyway for her company's annual dinner cum trip so we all decided to tag along except we all stayed at our Grandpa's place since families were not allowed for this trip. This round wasn't has fun as the previous month as not only was the weather soooo gloomy and I was also ill, very ill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518225756236617762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJStFqblGCI/AAAAAAAACxY/y8bZgpYrfJ8/s320/HL+Camerons+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was how I entertained myself on the way up there, with the bucket (in case any of us vomits) and other stuff that I can get my hands on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since we were not &lt;a href="http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/camerons-october-2009.html"&gt;able to stop by at the waterfalls the previous trip&lt;/a&gt;, we decided to stop there this round. And we spent some half hour or so there. At this stage, I was still alright and managed to have some fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518225749123835202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJStFP7wpUI/AAAAAAAACxQ/cevxtQJFj2o/s320/HL+Camerons+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Papa had to bring me in to play with the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518224059140465554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJSri4QU45I/AAAAAAAACxA/DtMQICFmOho/s320/HL+Camerons+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518224062106134850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJSrjDTZaUI/AAAAAAAACxI/8d_h_CxKOho/s320/HL+Camerons+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the time we reached the top at my Grandpa's apartment, it was raining and it looked like this, gloomy. It was about late afternoon or so then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518236826588206978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJS3KCtE14I/AAAAAAAACxg/oOcfGl4lVoM/s320/RL%26HL+Camerons+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was still feeling fine then and I did eat some food although not that much. Mummy had to leave by 6pm as she needs to drive to Equatorial Hotel to attend the dinner. By this time, I had slight fever and Mummy told Papa to monitor me and to give me the fever medicine at night before I sleep. The whole time when she was away till she came back about 10-30pm, I did not eat, drink milk nor took my medicine. The whole time I only wanted &lt;em&gt;Kakak&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(whom by the way has left us for good this June 2010)&lt;/span&gt; and I even refused Papa and slept while &lt;em&gt;Kakak&lt;/em&gt; carried me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So when mummy got back, papa and her had to force me to take my medicine and then I went to sleep while she nursed me. Not long after that I got up and coughed out all I had consumed - mummy had to watch me through the night and wet my head to manage the fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The next day, while papa took &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; to the playground, we stayed back as I was still not well but better than the night before. My nose were all runny but at least my fever went away. So while &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; had her fun, mummy also had her fun taking pictures of me. And as you can tell below, I was really feeling under the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518224050212226898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJSriW_qx1I/AAAAAAAACw4/YBXQc2q-mA8/s320/HL+Camerons+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518224043245368850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJSrh9Co9hI/AAAAAAAACww/VJ_twYnQ86Q/s320/HL+Camerons+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518224035374550322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJSrhfuFzTI/AAAAAAAACwo/aLAYzc-XN5M/s320/HL+Camerons+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And my mood was as low as this, it was raining again that early evening and we could not even see through that fog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518236832824017202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJS3KZ7zwTI/AAAAAAAACxo/46ThVJGkyzE/s320/RL%26HL+Camerons.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We stayed on for another night and left for KL that next day, mummy said that we're never going up there during rainy season again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4867042991505545249?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4867042991505545249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4867042991505545249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4867042991505545249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4867042991505545249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/09/camerons-november-2009.html' title='Camerons - November 2009*'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJStFqblGCI/AAAAAAAACxY/y8bZgpYrfJ8/s72-c/HL+Camerons+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-3995623123521566893</id><published>2010-09-18T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:04:00.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2009*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*The title says it all, a very backdated post indeed. Nonetheless, it is a must although I look older now and that the next Christmas is only several months away! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My second Christmas was celebrated much better than the previous year, after all, I can now move around.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It all started with putting up the Christmas tree at home and it was really fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517433535844659234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHckXfZMCI/AAAAAAAACuA/OEOFwhUlnE0/s320/HL+xmas+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517432090980921858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHbQQ9CMgI/AAAAAAAACt4/FTToT9THe4Q/s320/HL+xmas+2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at all the presents under the tree, mostly for my cher-cher and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Christmas eve, we spent it at our family friend's place. We got to play with Kai Jin, actually the rest got to play with Kai Jin, I was in my own world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517433549788742498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHclLb7A2I/AAAAAAAACuI/1QpGV1Lp8DQ/s320/HL+xmas+_KJ.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419548067865402146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SzYaQPRFmyI/AAAAAAAACbY/_ntyRxlgs54/s320/DSC06104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Kai Jin's &lt;em&gt;por-por&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;kong-kong&lt;/em&gt; who also adores me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517460135266510194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJH0wqDwZXI/AAAAAAAACuQ/lrreIMjCwnQ/s320/DSC06111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l the kids had presents, how fun is that?! I'm thankful that I'm still a kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419548083339640290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SzYaRI6bveI/AAAAAAAACbo/Y7vmbOUFDyY/s320/DSC06113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next morning on Christmas day, I got to open some of the presents. We are suppose to go to Uncle Ivan's for Christmas and I'm told that there are more presents awaiting me there! Oh goody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517432073908728290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHbPRWtMeI/AAAAAAAACto/jP2iHuEHO-A/s320/HL+xmas+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHbP1lMkHI/AAAAAAAACtw/AKtsNqdQWis/s1600/HL+xmas+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517432083633180786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHbP1lMkHI/AAAAAAAACtw/AKtsNqdQWis/s320/HL+xmas+3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having breakfast with one of my Christmas pressies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517432045324402962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHbNm3rARI/AAAAAAAACtY/lGOyoIvbRoI/s320/HL+xmas+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting ready for Uncle Ivan's place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At Uncle Ivan's place, this was what we were greeted with....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517432054804094850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHbOKLzn4I/AAAAAAAACtg/yihZD351u00/s320/HL+xmas+5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course we cleared the plastic bags away after that and redecorated the tree. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517430410658257122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHZudQ5GOI/AAAAAAAACtQ/19wRH5jGgo8/s320/HL+xmas+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I also helped myself with Megan's toys (she's 7 months younger than I am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517430399693587298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHZt0atg2I/AAAAAAAACtI/WXICW9IxDAQ/s320/HL+xmas+8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And then it was opening presents time but we had to sort out all the presents first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHZtUNma7I/AAAAAAAACtA/EyTDmwujiF8/s1600/HL+xmas+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517430391048661938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHZtUNma7I/AAAAAAAACtA/EyTDmwujiF8/s320/HL+xmas+9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My loot and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHZsbShonI/AAAAAAAACs4/I8X7fwBafVI/s1600/HL+xmas+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517430375768498802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHZsbShonI/AAAAAAAACs4/I8X7fwBafVI/s320/HL+xmas+10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My pressie from Uncle CS (mummy's brother and my most feared uncle), i didnt like it coz I was so hot in it - it was meant for my upcoming HK trip then which I will post on soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHZr6W7JII/AAAAAAAACsw/Pvp4UFCRmiY/s1600/HL+xmas+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517430366928577666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHZr6W7JII/AAAAAAAACsw/Pvp4UFCRmiY/s320/HL+xmas+11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Opening the rest of my presents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later that evening, we had dinner at papa's brother's place. There's only Shane there, my little cousin who's 8 months younger than I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHYG7A_gBI/AAAAAAAACso/4lCnaZvJhD0/s1600/HL+xmas+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517428631938236434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHYG7A_gBI/AAAAAAAACso/4lCnaZvJhD0/s320/HL+xmas+12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; he adores me and I do too then, if you ask me to kiss him now, it will all depends on my mood but he will hug me anytime now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHYGKxwWWI/AAAAAAAACsg/-brN7QuQcOA/s1600/HL+xmas+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517428618989427042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHYGKxwWWI/AAAAAAAACsg/-brN7QuQcOA/s320/HL+xmas+13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i got another present there too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHYFhN1ibI/AAAAAAAACsY/vtTY9JmIca4/s1600/HL+xmas+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517428607832918450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHYFhN1ibI/AAAAAAAACsY/vtTY9JmIca4/s320/HL+xmas+14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'm sooooo happy with it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517428603038388354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHYFPWu0II/AAAAAAAACsQ/ZTPWMRHYIwU/s320/HL+xmas+15.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHYEYwcvSI/AAAAAAAACsI/Ij9XXZYaAS4/s1600/HL+xmas+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517428588382305570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHYEYwcvSI/AAAAAAAACsI/Ij9XXZYaAS4/s320/HL+xmas+16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And before we call it a year for Christmas 2009, we had to have one last smooch! Hope your Christmas last year was a blast like mine and I pray that this year would be a better one at least! ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-3995623123521566893?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3995623123521566893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=3995623123521566893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3995623123521566893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3995623123521566893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/09/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009*'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJHckXfZMCI/AAAAAAAACuA/OEOFwhUlnE0/s72-c/HL+xmas+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-2169687333703688516</id><published>2010-09-15T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:34:05.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my big sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheeky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Monkey See, Monkey Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been a while that I love following what my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; does. Whatever she is doing, eating or playing, I also want to join in and if I do not get to, I will scream murder! The following are pics of what was caught on camera....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517323860260308466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF40aGaRfI/AAAAAAAACq4/TJvI7aqW7x0/s320/HR1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is one time mummy gave cher-cher stuff to draw and colour and I insisted that I want to join in too. So instead of disturbing cher-cher, mummy gave me my own set too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517323844103906450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF4zd6bJJI/AAAAAAAACqw/e9NWXrVH5xA/s320/HR2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One day, &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; just went to lie on the floor to watch tv and i immediately joined her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517323824295306226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF4yUHr4_I/AAAAAAAACqo/1RFIT4CI6tI/s320/HR3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We drink milk together too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517322754595176770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF30DLTQUI/AAAAAAAACqQ/YtlXBbVc_vY/s320/HR6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320257915477138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF1iuUeXJI/AAAAAAAACpo/4b7ov4zHOF4/s320/HR11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517322779625861010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF31gbFL5I/AAAAAAAACqg/h4NpHek7I30/s320/HR4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We play together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517322768597016514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF303VmX8I/AAAAAAAACqY/dwVclZFOPg0/s320/HR5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I always try to keep up with her but she has longer legs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517322747035028754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF3znA0jRI/AAAAAAAACqI/cJks7x6J1Fg/s320/HR7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've learnt to love strawberries because of her! She can eat and sleep strawberries all day long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517322735670247410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF3y8rPv_I/AAAAAAAACqA/wBMPEfs_n8g/s320/HR8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When she does her school homework, I will also want to do mine (mostly scribbling on a paper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320273860081874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF1jpt9uNI/AAAAAAAACp4/p2NvRgVkJM4/s320/HR9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We will wait patiently together for our parents to get ready to take us to the pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320264173978818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF1jFonhMI/AAAAAAAACpw/RJcY3tWHyJw/s320/HR10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We love posing together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320246076957954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF1iCN85QI/AAAAAAAACpg/Z2Xl0tQDIL8/s320/HR12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320243300366498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF1h339eKI/AAAAAAAACpY/nUNaOREaxT4/s320/HR13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we always watch TV together (I rely on her to switch on and off the TV). And here, we're snacking on seaweed, another snack I learnt how to eat from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-2169687333703688516?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2169687333703688516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=2169687333703688516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2169687333703688516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2169687333703688516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/09/monkey-see-monkey-do.html' title='Monkey See, Monkey Do'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TJF40aGaRfI/AAAAAAAACq4/TJvI7aqW7x0/s72-c/HR1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4547896131923431389</id><published>2010-09-14T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T07:28:00.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbours'/><title type='text'>Little Keh Poh Chi (KPC)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At one time, my sister did this at home and interestingly, I also do this now. So what did she do years back that I'm also doing the same now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whenever I hear our neighbours entering or leaving their units, I will run to our door and look at them. I will also call out to them &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"aunty" or "uncle"&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "bye-bye aunty/uncle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then I will go in the house and tell mummy &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"i bye-bye aunty, uncle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This can annoy mummy as most times I will immediately run to the door when I'm in the middle of something like eating or when I'm changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mummy wonders when I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ryeli.blogspot.com/2008/07/mummys-entry-my-little-chilli-padi.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;start asking them questions like how my sister did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4547896131923431389?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4547896131923431389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4547896131923431389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4547896131923431389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4547896131923431389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-keh-poh-chi-kpc.html' title='Little Keh Poh Chi (KPC)'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-7825789868903819606</id><published>2010-09-10T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T09:03:03.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - some updates after a long hiatus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This post is going to be a long one with many pictures so bear with us! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513754730168882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKiZh5AjI/AAAAAAAACnI/pWBFDuw9dMs/s320/HL+8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanted to do a 20 months update but Haye Li had Hands Foot and Mouth disease (HFMD) and I was going to update about that except that I didn't manage to. Since she's already approaching 23 months in 2 weeks time, I might as well do as much updates as I can since the last update. There are many outstanding posts from last year till now but those will wait for now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513773389480914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKjfCng9I/AAAAAAAACng/tkFrVgi76UQ/s320/HL+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This girl has grown so much especially in her speech. Her words doesn't sound clear but you can roughly make up what she's trying to say. She loves telling on her sister now like:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cher cher beat mei-mei ('s) leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cher cher disturb/pinch/bully mei-mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mummy, cher-cher hmmmph&lt;/span&gt; (whenever Rye Li disobeys me, she will do this and I will tell her off so this little fart takes the opportunity and tells on her whenever Rye Li does this behind my back). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Such sisterly love eh. She loves following what Rye Li does and whatever Rye Li wants, she also wants. Most of the time Rye Li will gives in to her but there are times these 2 will fight till no end and both will end up being punished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way months back she has always ask us what were we doing by going &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“What doing?” &lt;/span&gt;but lately, it has come more often in her aggressive tone &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“what doing ah?”&lt;/span&gt; and if we do not response to her, she will add on “&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hah? Haaaah?”&lt;/span&gt; until she gets a response. At times she really sounds like an old lady with her asking us questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one time she asked me for something and I replied No, and she went “&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;”. She picked this up from her sister definitely and I just had to explain why she can't have whatever she wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still cannot pronounce some letters well so some words will sound like :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“deh”&lt;/span&gt; = there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“der”&lt;/span&gt; = the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“tum”&lt;/span&gt; = come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“tai-tai”&lt;/span&gt; = kai-kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“toong-toong”&lt;/span&gt; = kong-kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"por”&lt;/span&gt; = four/floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“tar”&lt;/span&gt; = star/car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“poon”&lt;/span&gt; = spoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ady”&lt;/span&gt; = already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“eh too me”&lt;/span&gt; = excuse me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"pill"&lt;/span&gt; = spill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you ask her how old she is, she will go "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;too ah oh&lt;/span&gt;" (two years old) and if you ask her what is her name, she will go "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mei-mei&lt;/span&gt;" although she knows how to say "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hay yi&lt;/span&gt;" and she will point to herself if you ask her where is Haye Li. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am not worried about this girl being bullied because she really knows how to fight back. I'm guessing coz she's the 2nd child and also that she has to fend for herself at the daycare. In June, we attended their cousin's 1st birthday party at McD's and at the playground, there was this little boy (not from the party), probably several months older than her, started following her around and bullied her by hugging her tightly and didn't allow her to move. Although she complaint, she fought back by pushing him away but the boy didn't get the message and kept following her around. As he wasn't exactly causing harm to her, I let them be since she just pushed him away. But the boy got aggressive a little later by really holding her down and since he's bigger size than her, she wasn't able to release herself and she started screaming so I intervened. By this time, they were at the top of the slide where I told the boy to please let her go. Next thing I knew, he wanted to push her down from there and I myself screamed. Luckily, the father of the boy came and started screaming at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's also one tough cookie – she had many falls especially involving her head ever since she became mobile till now . Of course she cried like mad and had bumps all over her head. Some bumps have been there for the longest time and I will be asking her doctor in the next visits whether I should be worried (It never came an issue coz she was very much herself after the falls). Anyhow, these were the major falls. With minor falls, depending on her mood and if she knew we witnessed them, she would complaint about them. If not, she would just get up and moved on as if nothing happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515514905358347650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsLlX9BrYI/AAAAAAAACn4/HtgtNzNSkwI/s320/HL+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves singing now and can entertain herself with that, especially at nights when all of us are asleep and this girl just doesnt want to sleep yet. Some times she can have her own conversation till she falls asleep. It can be quite funny. Some of the songs she loves singing (although not complete), “ABC, The more we get together, Twinkle little star, Baa Baa black sheep, The wheels on the bus (she loves to go “all to duh town”). And her all time favourite album is Mammamia! No kidding, she can even sing most of the songs and she's not even 2 yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she had HFMD early July, it was a major thing for us as this is the first time we're experiencing such a disease. Before that, we only heard of stories and thought that it is very serious. But from this experience, we found that it is very common for kids to have them as there are hundreds if not thousands of strains from this disease. It was a wonder that Rye Li never ever gotten it since she was put at the daycare since a baby. Anyhow, Haye Li was the first it seems to get it from the daycare this round and soon after, another 2 more at the daycare had it. I am not sure where she gotten it from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The following pics were when she had all the white spots in her mouth and it was painful to eat but she still wanted to, on her own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513236883534514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKEQZocrI/AAAAAAAACmw/D8URNQf5HxI/s320/HL+11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513231728551826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKD9Mlp5I/AAAAAAAACmo/uAWw7xXGuTM/s320/HL+12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513222476677666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKDauxQiI/AAAAAAAACmg/asT17oxIXjc/s320/HL+13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She had slight fever for several days before we found out that it was actually HFMD. I thought she was teething and didn't think anything about it (All her teeth are out already, way faster than her sister's time). It was only when she started complaining that it was painful when she drank milk that I thought we better bring her in to see the doc. The doc confirmed that it was HFMD (her throat was full of white spots) and there were no medication for it except to let the virus finish its own course on her. And just to ensure that she still takes a lot of liquid. She hardly ate and didn't drink much for 2 days (even after forcing and coaxing) that we wanted to bring her in to the hospital for drips the next morning (since we didn't want to risk having trainees to do the needle insertion on her vains on that Sunday). I think she sense our worry and that night itself, she got up in the middle of the night asking for water. She only drank from the cup since drinking from the bottle hurts and when she finished, she asked for milk in a cup. I happily made it and she finished them up and went back to sleep. In the morning, she had some sweets and chilled yoghurt and although she complaint that her mouth was painful and would cry, she was determined enough to still eat some. I was soooo happy then and just praised her. So she saved herself from the hospital and that whole week, both Haye Li and Rye Li put up at my mom's instead of the daycare and school. They both had so much fun at their grandparent's that Rye Li didn't want to go back to school the following week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I've mentioned before on how stubborn and anal this little gal can be but whatever she was before, it cannot be worst than now. She must have her way all the time, full stop! And if you do not let her, she would give you the cold shoulder! LOL, well, she knows she cannot avoid me but she will do this to others especially to her papa. Majority of the time, we do not give in to her and she will put on a tantrum. So we will just let her be to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513214388638770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKC8mblDI/AAAAAAAACmY/o6tZhk8d6zU/s320/HL+14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515510825768369074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsH36S-u7I/AAAAAAAACmQ/Tj07xdunBA8/s320/HL+15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On how anal she can be? She needs routine and she remembers them, even if you have done it just once with her. Lately, she has been coughing quite often and so I will put the baby vicks on her. I will put on her soles first, then on her chest and then on her neck. And even though she is busy drinking her milk from the bottle while I do this, she can point at these places to remind me. One time, I purposely ignore a spot and she reminded me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515506586209651330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsEBItaioI/AAAAAAAAClY/emK3REx76tQ/s320/HL+22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves swimming too. For quite some time now, in the last 3 months or so, we have been taking the girls swimming at our condo's pool weekly, something which we didn't do in the past with Rye Li. From the beginning, Haye Li has been pretty courageous and wants us to leave her alone, to let her move around on her own. Our baby pool has this slanted wall that joins the waddling pool to the baby pool and kids can slide down on it. It can be slippery and we were worried that she would slip and fall. After several attempts of holding on to her and reminding her to walk slowly, we now let her go on her own. Of course, with the floats on. When she discovered that she can float, whether frontwards or backwards with the float, she has gained her confidence in doing whatever she wants in the water. This week itself, she jumped right in to her baby pool without her floats on and true enough, she slipped and fell in. She drank some water while trying to get up and it was like 15-20 seconds before hubby could reach her. She cried like mad after that but not long after that, once she had her floats on, she went back to her usual self walking in and out of the pool. If this happened to Rye Li, we will know that it would take a while before we can coax her back into the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515510815129183586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsH3SqZpWI/AAAAAAAACmI/isilMWwU93I/s320/HL+16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515510807301175394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsH21gDuGI/AAAAAAAACmA/JGTnW3XbMmc/s320/HL+17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515510789179976642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsH1x_oK8I/AAAAAAAACl4/IfAqUll3qbM/s320/HL+18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515510785181880418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsH1jGaEGI/AAAAAAAAClw/Q0l1IBs-OLo/s320/HL+19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515506606931644402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsECV57D_I/AAAAAAAAClo/rp321rsMULY/s320/HL+20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515506595793072290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsEBsaR8KI/AAAAAAAAClg/FLkY1boJOgo/s320/HL+21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having mentioned how anal and stubborn this girl can be, I am glad that she also understands to reasoning at times. There were 3 instances she was not feeling well and hence could not go swimming over the weekends. So while her sister went swimming, I took her to play at the playground instead. When she saw her sister all geared up for swimming, she went and took her swimming suit as well and when I told her she could not, she did show a little fuss. But I reasoned with her that she was not well but I will take her to the playground and she agreed. And when she saw her sister having fun, she wanted to join in but when I reminded her, she would just stand at the side and laughed along with her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513768494698322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKjMznD1I/AAAAAAAACnY/E4dzw4zWCjQ/s320/HL+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the time when she could not go swimming and had to settle for the playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513759908023570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKis0YzRI/AAAAAAAACnQ/Ik-M-e7aiqI/s320/HL+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;papa gave her some fun although she could not swim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And speaking of her sister and how this little one loves telling on her sister, most times, she will want the things or toys the sister is busy at and will end up fighting with her. Most of the time, Rye Li will give in to her but those instances when both do not want to give in, both will end up being punished, either at the naughty corner or both do not get the toys. There was one time, when Rye Li was being punished and was not allowed swimming while Haye Li went with her papa. Surprisingly, Haye Li didn't stay long in the pool and asked to come home just because her sister was not with her. We were both surprised as the weeks before that she could not go swimming and thought she would want to play as long as she could. Guess it was not fun coz she had no one to fight with. Lol! These two can at times be so loving to each other and at times can be so at each others nerves. I cannot imagine when they're both in their teens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Below are more pictures of Haye Li taken some time back, some of it which is recently :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515514916111937218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsLmAA4bsI/AAAAAAAACoA/qjssfW5_M3I/s320/HL+1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she was falling asleep while having her snacks. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515514889684860450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsLkdkLPiI/AAAAAAAACnw/P2KYtoad7iU/s320/HL+3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;very cheeky, after telling her no, she still wants to play with this. last time her sister played like this, she fell and bled at her mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515514873257446946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsLjgXkziI/AAAAAAAACno/UevLxbG4JJE/s320/HL+4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513253732546466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKFPKv96I/AAAAAAAACm4/lyCIzKLj680/s320/HL+10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;got caught red-handed for throwing out the slippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515513745633369698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKh3pC3mI/AAAAAAAACnA/7OPeQsnGT2w/s320/HL+9.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is how this little samseng drinks her milk, in front of the tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsEAhVCbZI/AAAAAAAAClQ/GU_-ZCuJnH8/s1600/HL+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515506575638424978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsEAhVCbZI/AAAAAAAAClQ/GU_-ZCuJnH8/s320/HL+23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; trying to be all grown up in klik-klok shoes her Ah Mai (aunt) got her from the states&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsEAGRH51I/AAAAAAAAClI/2J2yuvGzj54/s1600/HL+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515506568374249298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsEAGRH51I/AAAAAAAAClI/2J2yuvGzj54/s320/HL+24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAl5huSTI/AAAAAAAAClA/critOipqgXk/s1600/HL+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515502819742730546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAl5huSTI/AAAAAAAAClA/critOipqgXk/s320/HL+25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the whole works to be a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAlV0GCDI/AAAAAAAACk4/5FRkhsad_6Q/s1600/HL+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515502810156107826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAlV0GCDI/AAAAAAAACk4/5FRkhsad_6Q/s320/HL+26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pretty? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAk3Kr4lI/AAAAAAAACkw/2U2_LfT5TNU/s1600/HL+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515502801929364050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAk3Kr4lI/AAAAAAAACkw/2U2_LfT5TNU/s320/HL+27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dainty little one - the gown that her aunt also got her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAkD6OcnI/AAAAAAAACko/qMiSAJarXgk/s1600/HL+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515502788170117746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAkD6OcnI/AAAAAAAACko/qMiSAJarXgk/s320/HL+28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the mess she always makes and she can entertain her ownself in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAj8L38CI/AAAAAAAACkg/xhSVQDyju_A/s1600/HL+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515502786096656418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsAj8L38CI/AAAAAAAACkg/xhSVQDyju_A/s320/HL+29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is how she will sleep when she is really tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-7825789868903819606?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7825789868903819606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=7825789868903819606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/7825789868903819606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/7825789868903819606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/09/mummys-entry-some-updates-after-long.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - some updates after a long hiatus!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/TIsKiZh5AjI/AAAAAAAACnI/pWBFDuw9dMs/s72-c/HL+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-3606077737418992896</id><published>2010-05-27T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:19:55.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheeky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Another yikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just days after &lt;a href="http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/05/yikes.html"&gt;my “yikes!” ordeal&lt;/a&gt;, mummy found me doing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476184016567538322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S_9QWVguEpI/AAAAAAAACiI/dVkXZxYYONA/s320/DSC06780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is bewildered as to how I know how to do this since no one does this at home, not even from cher-cher ever. But papa came to my defend that we never had a bed next to the window till last December when we all (yes, including my mummy &amp;amp; papa) moved into our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yup, as you know how crazily fierce my mummy can be, I got an earful of scolding from her and also threats of the naughty corner if I’m ever caught climbing up the window grill again. But it’s really fun! Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476184025400075650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S_9QW2aj5YI/AAAAAAAACiQ/wx-_GvN750s/s320/DSC06779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i can even pose for the camera after being caught! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-3606077737418992896?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3606077737418992896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=3606077737418992896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3606077737418992896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3606077737418992896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-yikes.html' title='Another yikes!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S_9QWVguEpI/AAAAAAAACiI/dVkXZxYYONA/s72-c/DSC06780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-1891042591353013770</id><published>2010-05-16T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T04:57:00.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stubborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheeky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - on disciplining the girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haye Li is getting cheekier and cheekier by the day, which baby doesn’t?! So when things get out of hand, I will punish her by either scolding her or smacking her. I haven’t really tried the naughty corner on her till recently and was pleasantly surprised that this girl actually understood the concept especially when I’ve not used the naughty corner on Rye Li for a long time now ever since Haye Li was born. I’m guessing that the daycare has taught her on how she’s supposed to be punished for her wrongdoings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the evenings last week when I had to pick the girls up from the daycare, Haye Li refused to sit in her car seat. I didn’t have the time to coax her as there was a parent outside of the gate waiting for me to reverse my car out of the compound. So I had to force the girl to be strapped on her car seat, it took me several minutes with her screaming and crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She screamed and cried 90% of the way home. I was so fuming mad already with the rush I had to encounter with her that when she was not screaming, I was telling her that I will be punishing her when we get home and that she is to sit at the naughty corner. Whether she understood me at that time was the last thing on my mind and really, I expected her to also throw a tantrum on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we reached home, she was already calmed and I told her that I am still angry with her for not wanting to sit in her car seat and also she managed to remove the top part of the seat belt and that I’m going to put her at the naughty corner for 5 minutes when we got back. She actually smiled at me with her sweetest smile when I wanted to carry her out of the car but I didn’t smile back and told her that she is still going to be punished. Then she looked up at my face when I was carrying her as if to test if I was serious or not. She realized I was serious and kept quiet throughout the walk to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we entered the house, I washed her hands and feet and put her at the naughty corner. I asked her to sit down but she refused and I told her to stand there for at least 5 minutes and if she moves, I will take the cane (she is really terrified of the cane). I went on to do my things around the house and I actually left her there for nearly 15 minutes. I really expected her to cry but she didn’t. She just stood there with a wide gap between her and the wall and after a while, she realized that it’s tiring standing like that, she leaned on the wall. And then later, she sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was nearly 15 minutes, I went to her and explained to her why she was being punished and asked if she was going to be naughty again. She replied “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;” and when I asked her will she be a good girl now and she nodded her head “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;”. I asked her to apologise to me and she put her 2 hands up on her head and went “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;soyee mummy&lt;/span&gt;” and then I asked for a hug and kiss in which she willingly gave me and then she was off to play with her toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471095207623824898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S-08Gq7ClgI/AAAAAAAAChg/oWCM2fSz-NM/s320/DSC06661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the naughty corner (actually suppose to be on the left part against the wall but she wanted to sit at that spot) this pic was taken several weeks back before the major incident. this washer a first time and it lasted several minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471095233955042642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S-08INA5FVI/AAAAAAAACh4/Dc7kEL7PdjA/s320/DSC06663.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was taking her pic for records sake and rye li wanted to join in too. geez! also, rye li was actually entertaining haye li with toys while she was being punished and i had to threaten rye li that she will soon join her sister and she took the toys away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately, since I can now officially use the naughty corner for both of them, when both are naughty, they will be punished together there but they will have their own games and conversation when I'm not looking over them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-1891042591353013770?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1891042591353013770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=1891042591353013770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1891042591353013770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1891042591353013770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/05/mummys-entry-on-disciplining-girl.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - on disciplining the girl'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S-08Gq7ClgI/AAAAAAAAChg/oWCM2fSz-NM/s72-c/DSC06661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-1115065124158848676</id><published>2010-05-14T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T06:00:36.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheeky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Yikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mummy never thought that this would happen to me, after all, she made sure that all pens in the house are beyond my reach. Little did she realise that I grow and I also will be smarter as I grow (for things i cannot reach, i'll take the stool or chair - something i have observed from the people in this house especially my cher-cher). I was able to reach the marker pen which she keeps on her computer desk which is put further in and I was unable to reach before. Now I could and she stumbled on me while I was doing some artwork....I call this art but she was furious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S-01eseu4kI/AAAAAAAAChQ/tmNWXBt1Qko/s1600/DSC06771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471087923777430082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S-01eseu4kI/AAAAAAAAChQ/tmNWXBt1Qko/s320/DSC06771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; see my art on my lips? there was some on my fingers too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S-01eP5cRWI/AAAAAAAAChI/-DwQaY8YmKM/s1600/DSC06770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471087916104828258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S-01eP5cRWI/AAAAAAAAChI/-DwQaY8YmKM/s320/DSC06770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a very guilty look - do you blame me coz mummy was scolding me and next thing i knew she took pics first before cleaning me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471087931392657282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S-01fI2WB4I/AAAAAAAAChY/6p7OfJaZCZw/s320/DSC06772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;t&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;his was what i was trying to do, i started on the paper and then the floor and then on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mummy wasn't so happy with this and she now regrets for laughing &lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/2010/04/pokepoke.html"&gt;and my friend when he did something similar as well&lt;/a&gt;. I know his &lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"&gt;mummy &lt;/a&gt;will think I'm an angel but my mummy thinks i'm a monster for doing these things. As it is, I've been told off for writing on the sofa and the pen marks are still there. Next time you come to my house, I'll show you! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-1115065124158848676?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1115065124158848676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=1115065124158848676' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1115065124158848676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1115065124158848676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/05/yikes.html' title='Yikes!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S-01eseu4kI/AAAAAAAAChQ/tmNWXBt1Qko/s72-c/DSC06771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-2712369130377213694</id><published>2010-05-10T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:50:50.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Birth Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - Was it love at first sight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ryeli.blogspot.com/2008/10/mummys-entry-was-it-love-at-first-sight.html"&gt;I started this tag some time back when I was pregnant with Haye Li &lt;/a&gt;and I knew then that I will do the same for Haye Li when she was born accept that I kept postponing it. It has always been at the back of my mind but never got around to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while blog-hopping one night, I came across a mummy blogger whom I do not know at all but was a friend of a mutual friend and she brought this tag up. I felt so guilty that Haye Li now is over 18 months old and I still haven’t done this for her. After all, I created this tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I’m going to blog about whether it was love at first sight with Haye Li when she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ryeli.blogspot.com/2008/10/mummys-entry-was-it-love-at-first-sight.html"&gt;Similarly to Rye Li’s, it was not exactly love at first sight either&lt;/a&gt;. I was really happy to see her but I guess from that grogginess and all, my motherly instincts just came in and I just wanted to attempt at breastfeeding her immediately. This little kehpohchi (busybody) was more interested in her surroundings that my boob. She kept looking around the room and only after minutes of coaxing her, she then latched on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, since I wanted hubby to stay at home with Rye Li while I was at the hospital that 2 nights, Haye Li was with me in the room the whole 2 nights. I bonded with her and although there was definitely love, it was very much a motherly duty love too. Although I carried her for that 9 months in me, when she was out, it does feel strange like she’s a little stranger. But that was like the first day or so till reality sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was not also love at first sight for me but the love came faster than it did Rye Li’s time. Probably coz I know what to expect as this is the second time. Will there be a third? Only God will know for I really do not know at this point in time if I do want another one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since now I do get more readers than I did before (although I'm pathetic at updating the girls' blogs), if you happen to read this Tag for the first time, please do blog about it if you want to. I’d like to see if there was love at first sight for your kids when they were born. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-2712369130377213694?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2712369130377213694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=2712369130377213694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2712369130377213694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2712369130377213694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/05/mummys-entry-was-it-love-at-first-sight.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - Was it love at first sight?'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-2579930450810569178</id><published>2010-04-29T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T07:57:47.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Some more updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At 18 months….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 10kgs already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: Still no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m beginning to talk more now, in 3-4 words sentences like :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mei-mei&lt;/em&gt; eat &lt;em&gt;mum-mum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rye-yi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Rye Li) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pom-pom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (our home slang for shower) [I’m mummy’s assistant to boss my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; around the house]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, in less than a month, I’m a parrot, mostly repeating what people say to me but in fewer words. You still can make out what I’m trying to say. Mummy is fine with this as long as I don’t start questioning her back with the “why’s” and “what’s” like how my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; annoys her with. What she doesn’t know is that I’m absorbing all around me and I soon will (hehehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mummy finishes talking on her mobile phone, I’ll go “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dat?&lt;/span&gt;” (as in referring to “Who is that?”) and she will always tell me who she was talking to. This, I learnt from my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt;, the questions she can ask my papa over the phone when he is away for his business trips, &lt;em&gt;fuyoh&lt;/em&gt;! When my mummy has the time she will blog about it and you will then know why I’m also learning how to ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can even go “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;” when you call my name or when you’re talking to me and I didn’t hear you properly as if I totally understood your conversation with me. This is called CONsultant in training. I’ll make a good saleswoman in the future as I can also deceive you with my ever-so-innocent look when I’m caught in the wrong. So much so that you’ll also believe me as I’m very good with “It-wasn’t-me” look. I can even answer mummy when she asked me “Who is the naughty girl?” and I’ll go “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cher-cher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” very innocently. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m already attending the toddler’s class at Aunty Ng’s and learning my 123s and ABCs. I can also differentiate colours but not necessary right all the time. My all time favourite colours at this moment is “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yehlo&lt;/span&gt;” and “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;perpuh&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; too, I love watching TV especially Mickey Mouse, whatever Mickey Mouse shows. I am told that my cher-cher only started watching TV like after 2 years old so it has been a real privilege that I got to watch TV when I was only a few months old. But my serious watching only begun a few months back and soon, I’ll probably fight with my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; to watch Playhouse Disney channel as she loves Disney channel now. I really need to learn how to use the remote control properly as every time I press on it, I can’t seem to find my Mickey Mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And finally, yes finally (mummy is so happy about this!), I am sleeping through the night. If I don’t get up at 6 plus in the mornings to ask for milk, mummy will wake me to drink milk so that I can continue to sleep after that while she gets ready for work.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-2579930450810569178?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2579930450810569178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=2579930450810569178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2579930450810569178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2579930450810569178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-more-updates.html' title='Some more updates'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-1916098518002419038</id><published>2010-04-03T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:06:32.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrible twos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantrums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Some updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At 17 months…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weight:&lt;/strong&gt; 9.5kgs (this was found out when I had to see the doctor last weekend as I was having quite high fever and found out I was having throat and ear infection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Height:&lt;/strong&gt; No idea (mummy didn’t want me to cry my lungs out as I hate taking this measurement at the doctor’s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physical:&lt;/strong&gt; I’m very active like any other toddlers and I love climbing although I do have my falls now and then. I love my freedom and don’t seem to care to follow my parents closely when we’re out of the house but there was one time I could not find mummy and I started to cry. Did I learn my lesson after that? Nope! I still will walk and run without checking whether I’m being followed by mummy or papa. However, when at home, I’m very clingy especially to mummy. I always want her to carry me but she always says “No!” and I have no choice but to resort to my Kakak or my papa. But I’ll still get mummy’s attention eventually with my ever so pathetic cries and also at times, hanging on to mummy’s legs while she is at the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speech:&lt;/strong&gt; I know more words than before but I only use the most 2 words at one go other than my usual gibberish baby talk. I love imitating words from my family and will usually say the last word or sound from that word, for example: Grandma = “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt;”, Grandpa = “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;” but I can call my Ah Por = “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;por-por&lt;/span&gt;” and my Ah Kong = “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tom-tom&lt;/span&gt;” – I pronounce the k’s as t’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can call out names and when you ask me my name, I’ll answer “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey yi&lt;/span&gt;” (haye li) and I know my cher-cher’s name is “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;rai yi&lt;/span&gt;” (rye li)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Open to me is “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pahpen&lt;/span&gt;” even though I can say “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;” and love saying “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;uh oh&lt;/span&gt;” when I make a mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my favourite word lately is “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;min&lt;/span&gt;”. This started from Vitamin but then lead to for whatever food, I will refer them as to “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;min&lt;/span&gt;”. And lately, I will use this for whatever things I want as well. No matter how many times mummy corrects me, I will say “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;min&lt;/span&gt;” for whatever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Character:&lt;/strong&gt; I will go into tantrums if I do not get my way. And most of the time I will be ignored if I have my tantrums. There was one time, mummy totally ignored me and walked away to her room while I was lying down on the floor, screaming and crying. I got up and went to her room to look for her. She thought I wanted her to carry me and opened her arms to me but I pushed them away, got down on my knees and started screaming and crying again. She ignored me again and walked to the kitchen. I also got up and followed her there and got down on the floor to continue my screaming and crying. She got fed up, carried me to the naughty corner and left me there to cry. I wanted to get up but she threatened me with the cane (by the way, I’m terrified of the cane although mummy has yet to touch me with the cane) so I remained there till I realized it was a waste of time crying so I calmed down and only then, I got my way after that with mummy. Mummy thinks it’s a sign I’m heading into my Terrible Twos stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also do not let anyone bully me. I will push my sister away or pinch her if she is in my way while telling her firmly “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt;”. At times, I will scream to her “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;” And as always, mummy and papa will scold me but I still do them anyway as I do not like to be bullied. I also do this at Aunty Ng’s and yes, I also get punished there. As much as I do not like to be punished, whenever I feel that I’m being at a disadvantage, I will stand my grounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food intake:&lt;/strong&gt; I do not like porridge anymore and hence, I’m eating whatever my family is eating and I so love this especially during our recent Hong Kong holiday. Mummy still tries and feed me porridge but it’s not her cooking anymore but those from outside which is much tastier and I will eat them when I feel like it. If not, it’s rice dishes with soup. I don’t seem to like pasta (tomato base) or cheesy stuff very much like my sister but will have a go at tasting them anyway. I’m more adventurous at tasting all sorts of food and when I don’t like them, you cannot force me to eat them further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for milk, I usually drink between 5-6.5 oz and most times I do not finish them. I still have a bad habit of taking my own sweet time finishing my milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-1916098518002419038?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1916098518002419038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=1916098518002419038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1916098518002419038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1916098518002419038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-updates.html' title='Some updates'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-5155717010639766942</id><published>2010-03-26T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T07:20:01.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breastfeeding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - Weaning Haye Li......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;….has been easy-peasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought it would be hell as she did use me as human pacifier for a period of time. As my helper is leaving us for good in June this year, I will not have the luxury of having to nurse Haye Li in the mornings where she could latched on for a long time. This is why I decided to wean her off after our Hong Kong holidays last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, my supply is really pathetic and this was confirmed when I had to go to Singapore for work 3 weeks back and I had to use the pump (after over 5 months of not using one) just to ensure that my supply keeps going. In the 2 nights, 3 days trip I was there, the accumulated expressed milk I got was a pathetic 7oz and yes, I did threw them away as I felt it’s not worth the hassle to bring it back (and also I don’t think the girl would have drank it since she has not drank any expressed milk for 4 months now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our HK trip, I had to use my boobs to pacify the girl when she woke several times during the nights at our hotel which worked to put her back to sleep. I only used my boobs once in the plane and that was when we were flying there and I had to since we arrived at night during her bedtime at 9-30pm. On our returning flight, I didn’t have to since it was daytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we returned to KL last Wednesday night, I didn’t give her my boobs at all when it was her bedtime but gave her formula instead. She didn’t make any fuss at all. When morning came, it was more than 24 hours since I last nursed her and my boobs was kind of engorged and in desperate need to ease the discomfort, I willingly gave her my boobs in the morning. And that was the last time I nursed her and interestingly, my boobs never faced any further engorgements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been more than a week now since I last nursed her and she didn’t ask for it either. She still wakes up through the nights in which I would ignore her cries and she would eventually go back to sleep. It is only when it is after 5-30am, I would get up to make milk for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect earlier she was crying for my boobs except that she didn’t say “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nen-nen&lt;/span&gt;” but said “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mummy&lt;/span&gt;” instead. I just ignored her till she went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now when she was getting ready for bed, I purposely asked her if she wants nen-nen and she went “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;”. So I showed her one side of my boob and she laughed and went “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nen-nen&lt;/span&gt;”. She came forward and as if she was going to latch on but she didn’t and just laughed as if she found the whole thing hilarious. I tried again just a little later and she still didn’t want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I didn’t expect her to forget about my boobs so suddenly and I thought the weaning process would take longer which is why I wanted to wean her months earlier before June. I’m glad that it was easier than I expected but at the same time, I really do miss the closeness and bonding. As much as I dislike being her human pacifier and that I went through numerous hell of a time breastfeeding the girl (two times mastitis and numerous times cracked and sore nipples), I will definitely miss breastfeeding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am trying to look at the other positive side about it which is that I managed to breastfed her for 1 year and 5 months which is nearly 5 months more than Rye Li. This is also thanks to my determination and also a lot of sacrifices I had to make (including my time at work where I had to sacrifice my lunch time, etc). Now it is time to be selfish again and that I can wear any bras I like and also, I can start wearing dresses over the weekends now. Yippie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-5155717010639766942?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5155717010639766942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=5155717010639766942' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5155717010639766942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5155717010639766942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/03/mummys-entry-weaning-haye-li.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - Weaning Haye Li......'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-5875778379439121006</id><published>2010-02-22T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T07:01:07.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheeky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My new found word is "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;"...actually I knew this word before but I didn't know how to use it to proper context till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night when I was having my &lt;em&gt;nen-nen&lt;/em&gt;, my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; started asking for her milk and before mummy could answer her, I immediately let go of mummy's &lt;em&gt;nen-nen&lt;/em&gt; and went "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;!" and then continued to suckle. My &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt;, didn't seem to understand me and asked mummy again and I let go of mummy's &lt;em&gt;nen-nen&lt;/em&gt; again and went "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;!". This time mummy scolded me for being rude but then didn't stop me from the third time after that when I answered "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;!" to my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; when she again asked for her milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm mummy's assistant as every questions my sister asks her, I will help answer for mummy and go "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also tell others "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;" when I don't want to cooperate with them. Other than my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt;, the next person to get the most of my "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No's&lt;/span&gt;" is my &lt;em&gt;Kakak&lt;/em&gt;. This is because I will get away with it with her but not with my mummy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy found me playing with one of the clothes peg at home and she asked me to give it to her. I immediately replied "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;!" and she started threatening me to give it to her. I just looked at her, said "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;!" and put the clothes peg behind my back with one hand. She gave me her killer look and took the clothes peg from my hand. I didn't dare to cry then and just looked away, hoping she disappears but she didn't. Something I tend to do nowadays when I'm being reprimanded and when I know I'm in the wrong. At least she didn't yell on after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-5875778379439121006?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5875778379439121006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=5875778379439121006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5875778379439121006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5875778379439121006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/02/no.html' title='No!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-922864959289673971</id><published>2010-02-13T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T06:48:00.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papa&apos;s presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; There was a tiger loose in the house and so I was trying to catch it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436999242863873138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S3QaAUL4DHI/AAAAAAAACfo/x4uVCRk6t7w/s320/DSC06283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then I got hold of it and carried it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436999230338095810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S3QZ_lhf2sI/AAAAAAAACfg/xz9kQg7qFNY/s320/DSC06282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then I was trying to ride it...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436999251825096354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S3QaA1kZdqI/AAAAAAAACfw/NfXJFDGdBNo/s320/DSC06284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And finally, my &lt;em&gt;cher-cher&lt;/em&gt; and I managed to tame it....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436999211202424146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S3QZ-ePMrVI/AAAAAAAACfY/SOhm24Nh3j0/s320/DSC06280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai everyone! Have a blast of the tiger year ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-922864959289673971?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/922864959289673971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=922864959289673971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/922864959289673971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/922864959289673971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S3QaAUL4DHI/AAAAAAAACfo/x4uVCRk6t7w/s72-c/DSC06283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-2493276777581281242</id><published>2010-02-10T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:50:27.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Picture updates *backdated*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was meant to be shown some time last year, all taken when i was somewhere in between 9-11 months. I know they're cute but i'm much cuter now! ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sp_VhyZL9QI/AAAAAAAACOQ/vmI1uRbEDxY/s1600-h/Canon_1st+test+(N).jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sp_VhyZL9QI/AAAAAAAACOQ/vmI1uRbEDxY/s400/Canon_1st+test+(N).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-2493276777581281242?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2493276777581281242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=2493276777581281242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2493276777581281242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2493276777581281242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/02/picture-updates-backdated.html' title='Picture updates *backdated*'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sp_VhyZL9QI/AAAAAAAACOQ/vmI1uRbEDxY/s72-c/Canon_1st+test+(N).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4470471949221135435</id><published>2010-02-06T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T06:29:14.604-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Bloggers party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had a blogger’s party last weekend. Well, it felt more like a party to me anyway as there were so many kids and also I had some presents from some lovely mummies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434780260034071554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w32g-izAI/AAAAAAAACd4/JSaszLUzCcs/s320/DSC06250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with Cassie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434780767707722882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w4UENX9II/AAAAAAAACeg/YCrU8JlP5jw/s320/IMG_8930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with Ashley and my mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w34d_G1ZI/AAAAAAAACeY/fvAUSONcQ4g/s1600-h/DSC06258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434780293590865298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w34d_G1ZI/AAAAAAAACeY/fvAUSONcQ4g/s320/DSC06258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ashley and Belle (Cassie's sister) both wanted to carry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I met these kids for the first time and I found myself a new boyfriend, Justin. He was attracted to me and no matter how mummy and &lt;a href="http://chumsyashley.info/"&gt;Aunty Barbara&lt;/a&gt; asked him to kiss them, he just wanted me only! And his &lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"&gt;mummy&lt;/a&gt; of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w331dRu_I/AAAAAAAACeQ/WDL6KuRWui8/s1600-h/DSC06253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434780282711555058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w331dRu_I/AAAAAAAACeQ/WDL6KuRWui8/s320/DSC06253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w33os4szI/AAAAAAAACeI/G2bnaqLXVVI/s1600-h/DSC06252_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434780279287362354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w33os4szI/AAAAAAAACeI/G2bnaqLXVVI/s320/DSC06252_a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434780268707529202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w33BSdQfI/AAAAAAAACeA/tEgGAtPG7f4/s320/DSC06251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see, even with me drooling, he found me so kissable! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you want to see more pics from the party, &lt;a href="http://ryeli.blogspot.com/2010/02/mummys-entry-bloggers-meet.html"&gt;you can go to my sister's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4470471949221135435?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4470471949221135435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4470471949221135435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4470471949221135435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4470471949221135435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/02/bloggers-party.html' title='Bloggers party'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/S2w32g-izAI/AAAAAAAACd4/JSaszLUzCcs/s72-c/DSC06250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-3403703953413976626</id><published>2010-02-03T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:19:30.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, my little one is sleeping through the night for the last one month ever since we moved Rye Li and her into their room. Well, nearly (and I’m not complaining as this is so much better that the 3-4 times she used to wake up through the nights!). She now sleeps from 9 plus pm till 5-6am and that is when she will start asking for her &lt;em&gt;nen-nen&lt;/em&gt;. If I chose to ignore her, she will kick and cry and if I do not give in to her, she will eventually stop and go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how I have trained her and since Rye Li could sleep through her cries, I chose to ignore her. I guess those several months of suffering is finally paying off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give in to her at 6am as this past one-month, I have to wake up at 6am to give her, her &lt;em&gt;nen-nen&lt;/em&gt; and prays she’ll latch off by 6-45am. If she doesn’t, I will tell her that &lt;em&gt;nen-nen&lt;/em&gt; has finished and she will either go back to sleep or will cry for a while before she falls back to sleep. I need to wake Rye Li up at 7am to prepare her for school and I myself will be rushing to get myself ready for work before leaving the house by 7-45am. And all this will change next month as Rye Li starts school at 8am then and I will need to leave the house by 7-30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to wean Haye Li totally off my boobs in May as June onwards, I will not have a maid and I will have to do the little laundry work in the mornings too and also the preparation for school and day-care at nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, both hubby and I have also moved into their room with the girls. Hubby sleeps with Rye Li on the upper bed, while Haye Li and I sleep on the lower bed (the drawer type). LOL! I will wait till Haye Li is fully off my boobs and that she can sleep through till 7am or so before claiming back my room. But I think it will be tough as hubby travels a lot and I’m not used to sleeping on my own already ever since I became a mother. So lucky for Haye Li, she will have me by her side for a while. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-3403703953413976626?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3403703953413976626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=3403703953413976626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3403703953413976626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3403703953413976626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/02/mummys-entry-finally.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - Finally!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4435614752729694300</id><published>2010-01-18T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T06:39:16.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking'/><title type='text'>Mummy’s entry – “Two!”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has always been this way when I disciplined Rye Li, I will count to three loudly, giving her some time to listen to me before I reprimand her for her wrongdoings. Not that it works all the time but it has been a habit of mine disciplining the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it comes to Haye Li, naturally, I would also do the same especially these days when she is getting really cheeky. Last week, she surprised me back when I was warning her with my “ONE!”, she went “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt;” with her ever so innocent look and I didn’t know whether to laugh or continuing scolding her. I didn’t know that she is already counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she always does this to me when I start to warn her on her wrongdoings. And I also took the opportunity to teach her the rest of the numbers. I guess Rye Li sensed the humour in this and she also being the smarty pants that she is, will do the same to me now when I count to three for her wrongdoings. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding on to what I can remember of what other words Haye Li knows of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book = boo book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye = byeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby = baybee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile = mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move = moosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you = tata or taaaa kiu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me = me (and putting out her hands, indicating that she wants it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ever since the &lt;a href="http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/01/mamau.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mamau&lt;/em&gt; incident&lt;/a&gt;, she has been calling me mummy numerous times since then. Guess she wants my attention big time now. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gdf_45C2ldQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gdf_45C2ldQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-whZ7F8DzKU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-whZ7F8DzKU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4435614752729694300?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4435614752729694300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4435614752729694300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4435614752729694300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4435614752729694300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/01/mummys-entry-two.html' title='Mummy’s entry – “Two!”'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4810963648699579691</id><published>2010-01-03T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T10:03:11.525-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking'/><title type='text'>Mamau</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A conversation I had with mummy today….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mummy: Say mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haye Li: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Say mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haye Li: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Say &lt;em&gt;cheh-cheh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haye Li: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tear-tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Say &lt;em&gt;kakak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haye Li: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ta-tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Say mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haye Li: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: SAY MUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haye Li: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mamau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I’m such a papa’s girl. I love calling him all day and get his response. If he doesn’t response to me, I’ll go to him and say “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;papau&lt;/span&gt;!” (asking to be carried).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love calling my cheh-cheh or kakak around the house and get their response too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy is wondering why I don’t call her “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mahmeh&lt;/span&gt;” which I used to and she’s settling for “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mamau&lt;/span&gt;” now which I also use to call the cat….suppose to be ‘meow-meow’ but I can only say “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mamau&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other words I can say lately:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please/Fish = peesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nose = nioshe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There = deh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me = meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes = yesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No = nio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog = wo-who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball = bor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bird = bur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat = bik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smack = mack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4810963648699579691?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4810963648699579691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4810963648699579691' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4810963648699579691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4810963648699579691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2010/01/mamau.html' title='Mamau'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-8341841624379425401</id><published>2009-12-04T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:09:16.107-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stubborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mummy’s entry – One stubborn chilli padi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haye Li is one hard headed little lady. She has been pretty vocal as a baby and believe you me, if she can really talk properly in our lingo, we would be hearing a whole lot of from her. Already, we are having an earful of baby jabbers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants her way ALL the time and if we do not give in to her, she will use her crying tactics in which I would just let her cry it out (okay, it also depends on what she wants). At times, offering alternatives works but there are times, she only wants that one thing and will start going into a tantrum fit. I seriously dread when she goes into the terrible twos stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I started her on actual brushing on her 6 tiny teeth. Before this, it was just wet facial cottons over her gums (this was before she had real teeth) and this also she disliked it which was why I gave up till recently. She loves the actual brushing, too much in fact that she wants to brush on her own. I will let her after I have brushed it proper for her. But little miss independent doesn’t like me brushing for her that she insist she brushes her own. And by insisting means not cooperating with me, pushing my hands away, start lying on the toilet floor with some kicking, screaming, crying and whining (my neighbours probably think that I’m slaughtering her). I had to force it on her while telling her over and over again that I will brush for her first before she can do it herself. This struggling went on for like a week before she finally got the message. She lets me brush for her after she sucks off the ‘toothpaste’ (Orajel Toddler’s training toothpaste that I got from the States) in which I have to do it really quick before she starts grabbing the toothbrush. I have to praise her so that she knows I’m proud of her that she allows me to brush for her, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is also after a night of CRYING-IT-OUT session 2 nights ago. She woke up finding herself in her cot (which she totally hates now and I seldom use her cot and allow her to sleep with me on my bed) and she went into a fit! So I took her out and put her on my bed thinking that she would fall asleep again but I was wrong. She asked for &lt;em&gt;nen-nen&lt;/em&gt; (she will say "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nen-nen&lt;/span&gt;" when she wants them) which I didn’t want to give since she just drank like an hour before (I’m still trying to train her to sleep longer which I’m failing miserably as she STILL wakes up 3-4 times every night!) so I told her that my nen-nen has finished and that there’s no more. She didn’t buy it and went into her fits session. So I told her that I can make her milk for her and she cried even louder (like I said, when she wants something, she only wants that!). So I just let her cry on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rye Li was already sleeping on the bed and this girl was squirming around and kicking all over and poor Rye Li was getting all the kicks and hearing all the screaming she made. Rye Li must have been really tired and she was still sleeping and didn’t wake up from all that disturbing. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, by this time I was really mad at Haye Li and brought her out of the room to make her milk. She was still crying so loud and wriggled in my arms while I made her milk. I was so tempted to leave her on the floor and just let her cry it out there and then but I didn’t and tried to manage not to drop her from her struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of my time making her milk as she refused it and continued crying in the room. I got so fed up, I brought her out of my room again thinking that she may want her &lt;em&gt;kakak&lt;/em&gt; instead but she also refused the maid. And even though she wanted me, while I was carrying her, she would pushed me away as if she doesn’t want me and if I let her down, she would scream for me to carry her. So it was basically, “this cannot, that cannot” mood with her. So I brought her into my room again and just let her be on the bed crying. She went on screaming and crying, refusing her bottle of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I just had about enough and put her down on the floor which of course, she cried louder but I didn’t care this time (and since Rye Li could sleep all through that noise anyway). So while she cried, I just watched her cry. Interestingly, she was standing up, holding on to the bed (I thought she would be lying down on the floor and do her tantrums thingy) and just cried while going “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pah-pah&lt;/span&gt;” (suppose to be “&lt;em&gt;pau-pau&lt;/em&gt;” which means wants to be carried in mandarin). After several minutes or so, hubby just got home from Penang and walked into the room. In all that noise, she didn’t hear him walk in and I went “see who has come back? papa came back already”. She didn’t even look at the door but instead screamed louder as if she sense there was a ghost and her eyes had that shocked look. So I picked her up and she hugged me close and screamed and screamed as if she really saw a ghost. Hubby talked to her but it was of no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought her out of the room again and she cried for another 10 minutes or so. When finally she has calmed down, I brought her back into the room. She still asked for her &lt;em&gt;nen-nen &lt;/em&gt;and I told her that it has finished. She wasn’t happy, cried again a little and after I explained again and again, she finally took the milk bottle and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, no, I’m not weaning her off her nen-nen yet. It’s just because it was only like 10pm then and usually her next feed from my boobs would be after 12am onwards which is like another 3 times before we all wake up in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the next day, she was better behaved and allowed me to brush her teeth without a fuss. And she also allowed me again today. So the crying-it-out method is working. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl knows that hubby and I will scold her which is why she loves the maid as the maid is the only one that doesn’t scold her. She prefers her &lt;em&gt;kakak&lt;/em&gt; over hubby and hubby has gotten the cold treatment from Haye Li already. Many times in fact and by being cold means she won’t even look or acknowledge hubby, she will push his hands away when hubby wants to carry her or touch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she falls down and hurt herself badly, we will carry her and try to soothe her. Most babies will just hold on to you and want to be hugged or soothed in these situations. Not my Haye Li, she will push you away and struggle herself free while crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is one stubborn little missy alright! [Anyone wants to adopt her? :D Just kidding! Haye Li, we love you still no matter how stubborn you are!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-8341841624379425401?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8341841624379425401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=8341841624379425401' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/8341841624379425401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/8341841624379425401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/12/mummys-entry-one-stubborn-chilli-padi.html' title='Mummy’s entry – One stubborn chilli padi'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-6202379516765386844</id><published>2009-11-20T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T05:41:16.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameron highlands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Camerons - October 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On my actual 1st birthday on 23rd October, we went up to Cameron Highlands. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Please excuse the quality of some of the photos....mummy is still learning with her new camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406365286520466050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdElX0OKoI/AAAAAAAACWA/sUaMy5HjqQY/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was pretty much well behaved throughout the journey although I demanded to be out of my car seat at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We stopped by the hot springs at Kuala Woh, Tapah, which is on the way and chilled there for a bit. I liked the freedom of roaming but wasn't too keen in playing with the water, unlike my sister who was having heaps of fun in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406365278785079426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdEk6_9iII/AAAAAAAACV4/V-ZKPQdfvHQ/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406365266631589890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdEkNuWAAI/AAAAAAAACVw/_6aiAoGa004/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406365256493955730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdEjn9V-pI/AAAAAAAACVo/ikozWv4R-WM/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were supposed to stop by at the famous waterfall on the way up to Camerons but it was raining and hence, we headed straight to my grandpa's place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406365245772927906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdEjABQE6I/AAAAAAAACVg/dosU3I7jv8k/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I was chilling out at the apartment while my papa took my sister to the playground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406370742233107794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdJi77ejVI/AAAAAAAACWo/RBm3JEdP7TI/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We celebrated my birthday with the cutest smallest (like me) chocolate cake from Starbucks at the apartment after our early steamboat dinner at Brinchang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406370734434741586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdJie4M7VI/AAAAAAAACWg/qypsCcBKaI4/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406370725853418466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdJh-6QU-I/AAAAAAAACWY/SU26O_psSJU/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406370716975007650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdJhd1eh6I/AAAAAAAACWQ/fe0w2ndOmGo/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My first time eating chocolate off the cake too and I like it but not too much of it. Even my sister whom the cake is actually for (she loves everything chocolate) didn't want to finish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next morning, I was brought to the playground. My first time there and I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406370702180321858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdJgmuJikI/AAAAAAAACWI/KV3beHqTpLc/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406483782361955506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwewWvOYPLI/AAAAAAAACXQ/6M67yXeVZ58/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406483771750165362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwewWHsVK3I/AAAAAAAACXI/QRfNiSY2bZ0/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But after a while, I got too tired and we were waiting for my sister to have her fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwewVhbaaAI/AAAAAAAACXA/MnqiD9WE5k4/s1600/HL+Camerons+Oct09_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406483761478658050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwewVhbaaAI/AAAAAAAACXA/MnqiD9WE5k4/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406483755556824034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwewVLXiY-I/AAAAAAAACW4/pdVX7EkTMmk/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We got back to the apartment to have our bath and papa got his nap. So while he was snoozing away, mummy took some shots of my sister and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406539806839213042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwfjTyqpC_I/AAAAAAAACYg/OblSj_jRN_g/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mummy had to wake papa up from his slumberland as we were suppose to head to the tea farm and the sky was getting dark. We headed to the Boh farm at Ringlet. I vomitted on the way there, probably from car sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406483746834002674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwewUq32svI/AAAAAAAACWw/d5fbmUHICs4/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These are the few shots that Mummy got of me before it rained and then we were stuck at the cafe for over an hour or so after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406539800655205714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwfjTboQlVI/AAAAAAAACYY/Ai-r7o1Gvjo/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pictures taken indoor at the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that we pretty much hung out at the apartment till the next day and took our own sweet time to go back to KL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406539790759180898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwfjS2w3OmI/AAAAAAAACYQ/gg8llzyl3fk/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406539810928171106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwfjUB5hmGI/AAAAAAAACYo/Nu3ogyLIsXs/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My first time tasting strawberries and I love it! Not as much as my sister though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406539778868576162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwfjSKd6_6I/AAAAAAAACYI/YVzwOm-GVc4/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Goofing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406541286888458882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Swfkp8R4SoI/AAAAAAAACYw/oOSOuvOmg7A/s320/HL+Camerons+Oct09_21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the way back to KL, as you can see, I didn't really enjoy the car ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-6202379516765386844?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6202379516765386844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=6202379516765386844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6202379516765386844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6202379516765386844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/camerons-october-2009.html' title='Camerons - October 2009'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SwdElX0OKoI/AAAAAAAACWA/sUaMy5HjqQY/s72-c/HL+Camerons+Oct09_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-6411162912247881641</id><published>2009-11-01T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:16:49.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>1 year old update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went in for my 1 year old jabs yesterday and found out that I was only 8.4kgs (Mummy swears that I should be heavier as her back, arms and neck always ache when she carries me). As for height, we haven’t got any clue as my Doctor didn’t take my measurement again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only made a slight whimper when I was jabbed at my butt-butt. Actually, I didn’t even know what hit me as I was having my nen-nen then. This is my Doctor’s trick, making me drink of mummy while she do her thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still drinking breast milk 90% of the time. I started formula when I was 10 months old as mummy was ill then and although she had enough stock of her milk in the freezer, she wanted to start me on formula to see if I was alright with it. I love it but I only had it like once a day during weekdays at the daycare. Only recently it was increased to twice a day during the weekdays. I still get direct access to her milk at nights, through the nights when I wake up, mornings and throughout the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for solids, I take 2 times porridge at the daycare with snacks (fruits, biscuits or bread) in between while weekends, I’ll have baby cereal for breakfast, porridge for lunch and dinner with snacks in between. I have yet to try meat other than fish meat and I will get chicken in my porridge soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 6 teeth now, 4 upper front and 2 bottom front. I still look like a boy though with my baldy front of my head. And lately, I’ll ask (in my baby jabber) for mummy to tie my hair. This is usually when she ties my cher-cher’s hair – I want to join in the fun too. I will sit quietly for mummy while she ties whatever she can with my little hair. :D (little rye li in the making).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for speech, I seem to get whatever I want even though it’s all baby’s babbling. It helps since I can nod my head ‘yes’ to indicate what I want when people talk to me. Even my cher-cher can give me what I want with my nodding, well most of the time since she’ll snatch them back when she sees me having fun with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to do things that my sister didn’t have any records for in her lifetime :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)       I actually broke an Avent bottle – we always dropped our bottles and I’m not sure why one of mine actually broke. Perhaps they don’t make them as durable as before?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)       I broke one of mummy’s shot glasses! Mummy collects them from all over the world and they are kept below our dining table, even way before my cher-cher was born. Now, I can access them and I’m always told off for not touching them. But I wasn’t lucky yesterday when one of them actually fell off. I wasn’t told off about it but now the rest of the shot glasses are all kept hidden away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)       I actually spoilt some of the balls that we have at home. All belongs to my cher-cher and she wasn’t too happy about it. I bit them off and made a hole in them so there is no way papa can fix them. One of the balls is made of sponge and I actually ate the bits that came off. Now, they are off-limits to me. When you come to my house, I’ll show you my teeth marks on these sponge balls. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-6411162912247881641?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6411162912247881641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=6411162912247881641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6411162912247881641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6411162912247881641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-year-old-update.html' title='1 year old update'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-885403114678024045</id><published>2009-10-22T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T08:32:18.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - My baby is 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SuB0IXxgXII/AAAAAAAACVY/dmYPeb8mmWs/s1600-h/IMG_1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395440040759286914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SuB0IXxgXII/AAAAAAAACVY/dmYPeb8mmWs/s400/IMG_1689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Haye Li,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mummy cannot believe how fast you have grown! I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t really feels as if I have just given birth to you (probably coz you still wake up 2-3 times every night!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You're acting all grown up now, wanting to be independant in everything you do. It doesn't help that you're walking so steadily as if you have been walking all this while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You're quite a character too. So young and can show tantrums already. I am prepared to treat you the same like your cher-cher when she throws her tantrums and that is mummy will ignore you both. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You're also getting smarter. When mummy scolds you, you easily pretend that nothing has happened and would give me your sweetest smile ever or even laughed as if the wrong you have done was a joke. And this leads to your strength which is you're a smiley baby. Always smiling and happy - you sure know how to use this to your advantage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Haye Li, my Haye Li! You're one year old today. Happy Birthday! And here's wishing you many more wonderful birthdays to come. Please don't grow up so fast okay. Let mummy and papa enjoy having you as a baby first. We love you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-885403114678024045?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/885403114678024045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=885403114678024045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/885403114678024045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/885403114678024045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/mummys-entry-my-baby-is-1.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - My baby is 1!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SuB0IXxgXII/AAAAAAAACVY/dmYPeb8mmWs/s72-c/IMG_1689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4525325922001770907</id><published>2009-10-17T05:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:16:32.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st birthday'/><title type='text'>This is my party....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581049660111666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnZY2RE-zI/AAAAAAAACVA/a4iC2vyQEPc/s320/IMG_1705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and I cry if I want to ....okay, this is the only shot of me crying as I had heaps of fun after that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581090532712418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnZbOh3X-I/AAAAAAAACVQ/vRpjhzZP0JY/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; getting all dolled up for my party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393578247770807186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnW1wanG5I/AAAAAAAACUo/2ZgUzsXgxpw/s320/IMG_1723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;do i look cute or do i look cute! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnZaZAfUlI/AAAAAAAACVI/hrn4yKV8dMg/s1600-h/IMG_1718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581076165644882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnZaZAfUlI/AAAAAAAACVI/hrn4yKV8dMg/s320/IMG_1718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393578260637850706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnW2gWWnFI/AAAAAAAACUw/fKkBvjsjue4/s320/IMG_1752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;slept in the car on the way to the venue, secret recipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnW3Jnjt6I/AAAAAAAACU4/dKugWuvYHpo/s1600-h/IMG_1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393578271715866530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnW3Jnjt6I/AAAAAAAACU4/dKugWuvYHpo/s320/IMG_1763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; giving my cutest looks to my guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393575798148615570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnUnK3KzZI/AAAAAAAACUY/zV3sI8elHFs/s320/IMG_1780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393575787333079794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnUmiki0vI/AAAAAAAACUQ/62jujZpuZ4E/s320/IMG_1766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my cher-cher taking me to the playground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393575810469749570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnUn4wwY0I/AAAAAAAACUg/biQnx9u5wfk/s320/IMG_1791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393571839839514178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnRAxAvLkI/AAAAAAAACUA/7q4liziKKIg/s320/IMG_1800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wondering around, trying to look the cutest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393571827059383858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnRABZt3jI/AAAAAAAACT4/mr9pz2LUow4/s320/IMG_1795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oooh, ang pow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393571854833729218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnRBo3ovsI/AAAAAAAACUI/hWqWOZhpiJ4/s320/IMG_1838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my birthday cake, look like me or not?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnOYwqcssI/AAAAAAAACTw/10enJxPutJE/s1600-h/IMG_1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393568953528005314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnOYwqcssI/AAAAAAAACTw/10enJxPutJE/s320/IMG_1875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;birthday song time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393566691850303282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnMVHQdtzI/AAAAAAAACTQ/5NgeeOdurIk/s320/IMG_1877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my cher-cher (and papa) helping me blow off that 1 candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393566677304462930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnMUREdzlI/AAAAAAAACTI/6QoTZmCSC-g/s320/IMG_1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cake cutting time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393566700544874226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnMVnpaVvI/AAAAAAAACTY/jHWIs3uK9Ag/s320/IMG_1888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a family shot (tough to take a good one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnOYXM9G4I/AAAAAAAACTo/WKrkzHECMl4/s1600-h/IMG_1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393568946693413762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnOYXM9G4I/AAAAAAAACTo/WKrkzHECMl4/s320/IMG_1860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; playing time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnOXqYMi4I/AAAAAAAACTg/Zj8yeVLpP9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393568934660967298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnOXqYMi4I/AAAAAAAACTg/Zj8yeVLpP9Y/s320/IMG_1856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393553891110466450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnAsAyQs5I/AAAAAAAACTA/NoQHTCvml_g/s320/IMG_1917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;taking pictures with some of my guests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393553878197645650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnArQrmsVI/AAAAAAAACS4/OMRzGZFdsEA/s320/IMG_1907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393551207448133394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Stm-PzXTPxI/AAAAAAAACSg/2gT8lbgWLPQ/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with my i-yee (mummy's sis) - my sweetest smile ever [yes, i changed my pretty dress to this cute outfit - i didn't like the frills on the dress]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393551215468371250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Stm-QRPeXTI/AAAAAAAACSo/WpOnLLLS_Lw/s320/IMG_1972.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;more playing time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Stm8MOcxMAI/AAAAAAAACSQ/fini_iXn4lA/s1600-h/IMG_1973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393548946976092162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Stm8MOcxMAI/AAAAAAAACSQ/fini_iXn4lA/s320/IMG_1973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Stm8Lt4MblI/AAAAAAAACSI/umqOk1YmG5s/s1600-h/IMG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393548938232753746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Stm8Lt4MblI/AAAAAAAACSI/umqOk1YmG5s/s320/IMG_1991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; my pressies after the party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Stm8K_ZbFvI/AAAAAAAACSA/jWwoj8CIrkA/s1600-h/IMG_1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393548925755660018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Stm8K_ZbFvI/AAAAAAAACSA/jWwoj8CIrkA/s320/IMG_1996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never knew parties can be so much fun - I would like to have more please mummy &amp;amp; papa! Anyway, I'm reminded that I need to be polite and to THANK all of you for your attendance to my party, presents and angpows. Also to thank you for all your wonderful wishes and messages too. How nice to be one year old all the time yea?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way, I hear my celebration has yet to end since my actual birthday falls on Friday. We are going to Camerons! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4525325922001770907?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4525325922001770907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4525325922001770907' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4525325922001770907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4525325922001770907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-my-party.html' title='This is my party....'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/StnZY2RE-zI/AAAAAAAACVA/a4iC2vyQEPc/s72-c/IMG_1705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-5314875591873394265</id><published>2009-10-04T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:38:00.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Learning new tricks video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't understand why I'm being a showcase. I do these everyday just to please the people around me. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy them... I like showing you what I can do and I like it better that you get happy seeing me do my thing. But how come I don't get paid ah?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;"Just enjoy the show....I want my money back! I want my money back"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;psst Grandma, this video got no cher-cher's voice coz she was having her nap then! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDg9qq--u0k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDg9qq--u0k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-5314875591873394265?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5314875591873394265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=5314875591873394265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5314875591873394265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5314875591873394265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/learning-new-tricks-video.html' title='Learning new tricks video'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4834083040920955392</id><published>2009-10-04T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T04:38:24.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Not so dainty me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This is how I eat my biscuit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388702064746887362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiD-jGm-MI/AAAAAAAACRY/cZVU10aadbs/s320/IMG_1607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What do I do with the crumbs?....I still eat it, like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388702077655154306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiD_TMLfoI/AAAAAAAACRg/uOLImweVAk4/s320/IMG_1608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And at times, &lt;a href="http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-updates.html"&gt;my right foot still comes up&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiG7BZWzfI/AAAAAAAACRw/jnr56V0SoPU/s1600-h/IMG_1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388705302693989874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiG7BZWzfI/AAAAAAAACRw/jnr56V0SoPU/s320/IMG_1618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what are you looking at?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiG6io_TUI/AAAAAAAACRo/0fRvfyjMrUw/s1600-h/IMG_1614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388705294438059330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiG6io_TUI/AAAAAAAACRo/0fRvfyjMrUw/s320/IMG_1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I still&lt;a href="http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/09/middle-finger.html"&gt; point with my middle finger &lt;/a&gt;(now slowly learning to point the correct way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiD-JroeqI/AAAAAAAACRQ/tNkc5SXGgUQ/s1600-h/IMG_1555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388702057922853538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiD-JroeqI/AAAAAAAACRQ/tNkc5SXGgUQ/s320/IMG_1555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; my just woke up look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388705314563458898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiG7tnQh1I/AAAAAAAACR4/8OlxijAKsUI/s320/IMG_1605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a picture with my cousins and my i-yee (their mom). we spent some time with them when my sister and papa went for their holiday during the raya weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4834083040920955392?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4834083040920955392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4834083040920955392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4834083040920955392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4834083040920955392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-so-dainty-me.html' title='Not so dainty me'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SsiD-jGm-MI/AAAAAAAACRY/cZVU10aadbs/s72-c/IMG_1607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-3389688147572018913</id><published>2009-09-20T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:50:39.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Middle finger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mummy is happy now that I can point to whatever things I want or when I’m asked to point. But she is not happy that I’m using my middle finger to do this. What is wrong with using the middle finger?! She is trying to correct this by teaching her “ET, phone home” tactic which she used with my sister. As much as I know how to point the right way with “ET phone home”, I still use my middle finger to point at other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383746765153172050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SrbpKJmc-lI/AAAAAAAACRI/W5l2ZY2pcXc/s320/Pics+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yes, you heard it right, my middle finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383746743798301762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SrbpI6DDhEI/AAAAAAAACQ4/HLQ0yWsjhKE/s320/Pics+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see how i point!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383746755610086258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SrbpJmDNC3I/AAAAAAAACRA/sCBxuJoTIgU/s320/Pics+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a close up view! this is the way i point....so cute isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-3389688147572018913?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3389688147572018913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=3389688147572018913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3389688147572018913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3389688147572018913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/09/middle-finger.html' title='Middle finger'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SrbpKJmc-lI/AAAAAAAACRI/W5l2ZY2pcXc/s72-c/Pics+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-6089318582321333923</id><published>2009-09-12T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:59:40.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking'/><title type='text'>Little person in the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqyksAjHuZI/AAAAAAAACQw/KKHYd_SCdHo/s1600-h/DSC05832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380856730769406354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqyksAjHuZI/AAAAAAAACQw/KKHYd_SCdHo/s320/DSC05832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;watch out! there's a little person in da house now!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm walking everywhere I go now in the house that I'm termed a little person. Mummy says I'm so cute walking everywhere in my drunkard state. And now they need to be careful not to bump into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B8aaLe3W7PE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B8aaLe3W7PE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can now call papa - he is overjoyed since my cher-cher called mummy first her time. As of today, I always go "papapapapa". Such music to my papa's ears he claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words I can say:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ah-ter or ter = water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;deh = there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cher = cher-cher (big sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nen-nen = breast (aka milk time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mmmmum = food (mummy wish it was her though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380837144812740994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqyS39LKYYI/AAAAAAAACQo/OmxuoMDZmJ8/s320/DSC05845.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;practising to walk with shoes on - can be considered my first shoe since the time my papa bought for my sis several years back, her feet was too big already. I didn't like it initially and now getting use to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the video:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XmUItDYzOVs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XmUItDYzOVs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-6089318582321333923?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6089318582321333923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=6089318582321333923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6089318582321333923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6089318582321333923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-person-in-house.html' title='Little person in the house'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqyksAjHuZI/AAAAAAAACQw/KKHYd_SCdHo/s72-c/DSC05832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-792301615244786717</id><published>2009-09-06T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:45:01.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Walking like a drunkard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love walking now although I'm still not good at it. As much as I fall down on my butt-butt a lot, I am still determined to walk and walk and walk...only thing is, I do not like wearing shoes so Mummy has been telling me how am I going to walk outside of the house if I don't wear shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOGLMGU2aHo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOGLMGU2aHo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-792301615244786717?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/792301615244786717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=792301615244786717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/792301615244786717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/792301615244786717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/09/walking-like-drunkard.html' title='Walking like a drunkard'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4461779277570245339</id><published>2009-09-05T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T07:35:02.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A weekend getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were at Cyberview Lodge over the long weekend last week. And I became the focus of mummy's camera (she needs practising) and hence, the many pictures to follow:-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377988580514606274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ0HsOuLMI/AAAAAAAACOo/EdNrTNvewqc/s400/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; getting warm up to the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377988601486799650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ0I6W4cyI/AAAAAAAACOw/HaMyHK-yKVk/s400/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; loving the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2393/31cdbe40a34588828809d570ebf4db43/image/b8107b58c20ef9e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377989502103189858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ09Vaj-WI/AAAAAAAACPg/EBuGgfW7jok/s400/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377988660931767698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ0MXzqrZI/AAAAAAAACO4/WxCKO_IpUtQ/s400/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377990902922292146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ2O333K7I/AAAAAAAACPw/0yCSPe-o6oY/s400/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;exploring our room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377991162601075234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ2d_QG8iI/AAAAAAAACQA/DDdfY5z86wo/s400/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377989229253938450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ0tc-OzRI/AAAAAAAACPQ/lbDuasMswtA/s400/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I didn't like it at all when I was put on the grass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377989500231446114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ09OcTbmI/AAAAAAAACPY/pvNrMIOhmpE/s400/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377989517040386498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ0-ND3gcI/AAAAAAAACPo/OqJaNaT4Iew/s400/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4461779277570245339?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4461779277570245339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4461779277570245339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4461779277570245339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4461779277570245339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-getaway.html' title='A weekend getaway'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SqJ0HsOuLMI/AAAAAAAACOo/EdNrTNvewqc/s72-c/Cyberview+lodge+Aug+2009+(N)4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-2368985494382699336</id><published>2009-08-28T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T06:42:36.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='standing'/><title type='text'>What's new?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm walking several steps now, as many as 10-20 steps. I love it when I keep falling down (when I'm on the bed thats is) that I'll laugh when I fall down. When i started standing up unaided at 9 months old, that few weeks to come, I practised at standing up on my own....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rf08kMgoQOw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rf08kMgoQOw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this was taken when I was having a viral infection which saw me having fever for about 4 days or so 2 weeks back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and I practised more when I'm bathing too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhuHfHzMLfU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhuHfHzMLfU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's tough to take a video of me walking but mummy will try soon okay?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375232860966923698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Spipzs7wrbI/AAAAAAAACOA/hoQhXsv3Lsw/s320/DSC05789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My paternal grandparents were down two weeks back and I took some photos with my Ah Kong. I love watching TV and I can sit quiet for a good 15 minutes if I'm with the right the company and nothing else can get my attention. Mummy said it's definitely my papa's genes here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SpipzH1oa6I/AAAAAAAACN4/lPxJ3xAltRY/s1600-h/DSC05787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375232851009104802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SpipzH1oa6I/AAAAAAAACN4/lPxJ3xAltRY/s320/DSC05787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stay tuned for more photos to come, you cannot believe at how I'm being a model case for Mummy lately. She follows me around like I'm some kind of star or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-2368985494382699336?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2368985494382699336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=2368985494382699336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2368985494382699336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2368985494382699336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s new?'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Spipzs7wrbI/AAAAAAAACOA/hoQhXsv3Lsw/s72-c/DSC05789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-208446401940410491</id><published>2009-07-26T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T06:51:42.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>what can i do at 9 months?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i can stand unaided, for several seconds before i fall on my butt-butt - think i can walk soon?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i cruise along the house a whole lot now - don't seem to understand why my family shouts at me (yes, even my cher-cher)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362719579246558850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Smw1C18F_oI/AAAAAAAACNo/EHRLEXTXjHE/s320/DSC05758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362719587220444914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Smw1DTpN1vI/AAAAAAAACNw/FdKslRHtVAs/s320/DSC05760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 4 teeth now, 2 upper front and 2 lower front - i like biting mummy (and boy, can she scream!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362719564318830754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Smw1B-VC8KI/AAAAAAAACNQ/PGskY40EvhI/s320/DSC05743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362719570863224450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Smw1CWtWdoI/AAAAAAAACNY/5lGnY4A9_JE/s320/DSC05746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do look goofy eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;i got a bad temper - mummy stares at me in awe at how i can kick and kick and kick while i scream &amp;amp; cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sure can cry - again, mummy just stare at me while i cry and cry (esp in the middle of the nights)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am 7.5kgs - not sure what is my height though since this doc of mine doesn't take my height measurements at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362719577581460066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Smw1CvvGmmI/AAAAAAAACNg/lqqjnnMEHGI/s320/DSC05756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love clapping - i can clap the whole day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also love to imitate, especially if you're clapping or coughing - and i look darn cute imitating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't sleep much at all and this includes daytime and at nights - mummy has been telling everybody that i'm not the normal baby (she claims she's done having babies and i think of course she is. afterall, i'm so cute, why want another one when she has me?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-208446401940410491?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/208446401940410491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=208446401940410491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/208446401940410491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/208446401940410491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-can-i-do-at-9-months.html' title='what can i do at 9 months?'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Smw1C18F_oI/AAAAAAAACNo/EHRLEXTXjHE/s72-c/DSC05758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-2544861119777253575</id><published>2009-07-11T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:49:22.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perhentian island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>My holiday at Perhentian Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to Perhentian Island in the first week of June. We left home at 3am so that we can be ready for the morning speedboat at Kuala Besut into the island (as the sea would be less choppy in the mornings compared to the afternoon). I slept in the car in the first part of the journey till about 7am. I did cry now and then to get out of the car seat (either for nen-nen or to be carried) but overall, I was considered not too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357203287825459602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlicAbBkKZI/AAAAAAAACJk/z54An3bbjWw/s320/DSC05400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i had my teething biscuit to entertain me, well, for at least half an hour or so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slib_8D3FgI/AAAAAAAACJc/T4cXLmKsGMA/s1600-h/DSC05403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357203279513589250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slib_8D3FgI/AAAAAAAACJc/T4cXLmKsGMA/s320/DSC05403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the speedboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slib_vIXkVI/AAAAAAAACJU/3K-SWPS54YA/s1600-h/DSC05407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357203276042834258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slib_vIXkVI/AAAAAAAACJU/3K-SWPS54YA/s320/DSC05407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; got sleepy from all that wind and bumpy ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slib_Yn46dI/AAAAAAAACJM/g_SS3mghGyo/s1600-h/DSC05410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357203270001027538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slib_Yn46dI/AAAAAAAACJM/g_SS3mghGyo/s320/DSC05410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slib-z81VBI/AAAAAAAACJE/lZi1nxFuRWI/s1600-h/DSC05411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357203260156761106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slib-z81VBI/AAAAAAAACJE/lZi1nxFuRWI/s320/DSC05411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st thing we arrived on the island, i helped myself to &lt;a href="http://kai-jin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kai Jin's &lt;/a&gt;playpen, the biggest I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVKbZUsCI/AAAAAAAACI8/Y-YGiAPsVoI/s1600-h/DSC05416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357195763142406178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVKbZUsCI/AAAAAAAACI8/Y-YGiAPsVoI/s320/DSC05416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my first homemade porridge (sweet patatoes and rice porridge), thanks to aunty pei-see, kai jin's mom...and eversince then, i prefer porridge to rice cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVKNSs_wI/AAAAAAAACI0/JlIbUZGpe8A/s1600-h/DSC05419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357195759356542722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVKNSs_wI/AAAAAAAACI0/JlIbUZGpe8A/s320/DSC05419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love aunty pei-see's cooking so much that my dinner meals throughout our stay there were all hers (actually, kai jin's) - i didn't even touch the baby food mummy brought into the island. mummy said we will come here often for holidays now since she doesn't need to crack her head on what to feed me, i can always eat what kai jin eats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVJxoc8eI/AAAAAAAACIs/3x5jNdbYvN4/s1600-h/DSC05429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357195751931572706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVJxoc8eI/AAAAAAAACIs/3x5jNdbYvN4/s320/DSC05429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my playpen, my parents didn't want me touching the sand yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVJSGogaI/AAAAAAAACIk/Dvzl1UkyHrE/s1600-h/DSC05430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357195743468224930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVJSGogaI/AAAAAAAACIk/Dvzl1UkyHrE/s320/DSC05430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVJIQ_EiI/AAAAAAAACIc/IN-CqJ5YAZs/s1600-h/DSC05431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357195740827292194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliVJIQ_EiI/AAAAAAAACIc/IN-CqJ5YAZs/s320/DSC05431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; do i look sexy here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliTbPZ8UEI/AAAAAAAACIU/OKukvWsPOTo/s1600-h/DSC05437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357193852958298178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliTbPZ8UEI/AAAAAAAACIU/OKukvWsPOTo/s320/DSC05437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my first time swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliTazSJXDI/AAAAAAAACIM/LXXNWN0SINs/s1600-h/DSC05439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357193845409406002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliTazSJXDI/AAAAAAAACIM/LXXNWN0SINs/s320/DSC05439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i wasn't alone in the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliTaUqqaNI/AAAAAAAACIE/85--3YPcoow/s1600-h/DSC05444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357193837190736082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliTaUqqaNI/AAAAAAAACIE/85--3YPcoow/s320/DSC05444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is how i had my naps through the days there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliTaG6Uz-I/AAAAAAAACH8/6WLqKZipG50/s1600-h/DSC05448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357193833498333154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliTaG6Uz-I/AAAAAAAACH8/6WLqKZipG50/s320/DSC05448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my island family, uncle ronnie (who built the biggest playpen), aunty pei see (my favourite chef) and their beach bum baby, kai jin (my favourite beach baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJO2G2qrI/AAAAAAAACHs/vvwAz5emes8/s1600-h/DSC05454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357182644892641970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJO2G2qrI/AAAAAAAACHs/vvwAz5emes8/s320/DSC05454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when it's too hot to play at the beach, this is where i'm mostly at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJOuPB2vI/AAAAAAAACHk/lbCy8o--Yjc/s1600-h/DSC05455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357182642779446002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJOuPB2vI/AAAAAAAACHk/lbCy8o--Yjc/s320/DSC05455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's tough to get good shots of us cutie pies in the playpen, even with food to bribe us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJOU_quKI/AAAAAAAACHc/GyOqr1tav-g/s1600-h/DSC05461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357182636004128930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJOU_quKI/AAAAAAAACHc/GyOqr1tav-g/s320/DSC05461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i get to hang out at kai jin's high chair when he doesn't need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJN3SwH9I/AAAAAAAACHU/mzzrBaWb3wI/s1600-h/DSC05464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357182628031111122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJN3SwH9I/AAAAAAAACHU/mzzrBaWb3wI/s320/DSC05464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJNXXDxYI/AAAAAAAACHM/I04IKwgcB70/s1600-h/DSC05468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357182619459241346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliJNXXDxYI/AAAAAAAACHM/I04IKwgcB70/s320/DSC05468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the evenings, i get to soak in the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE7-kwBVI/AAAAAAAACHE/K0v4g_kez9E/s1600-h/DSC05471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357177922701493586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE7-kwBVI/AAAAAAAACHE/K0v4g_kez9E/s320/DSC05471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE7mxqXTI/AAAAAAAACG8/Da7Bvi3tIbI/s1600-h/DSC05472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357177916313197874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE7mxqXTI/AAAAAAAACG8/Da7Bvi3tIbI/s320/DSC05472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE7cYJriI/AAAAAAAACG0/4heVyBB-nn0/s1600-h/DSC05474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357177913521843746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE7cYJriI/AAAAAAAACG0/4heVyBB-nn0/s320/DSC05474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE7LSYPPI/AAAAAAAACGs/1_Gz6G9-0-s/s1600-h/DSC05484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357177908934229234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE7LSYPPI/AAAAAAAACGs/1_Gz6G9-0-s/s320/DSC05484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE63XWoXI/AAAAAAAACGk/qnZJa4NCI2Q/s1600-h/DSC05486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357177903586386290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SliE63XWoXI/AAAAAAAACGk/qnZJa4NCI2Q/s320/DSC05486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_7vHdIXI/AAAAAAAACGc/qdN8NuThHyE/s1600-h/DSC05490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172420993950066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_7vHdIXI/AAAAAAAACGc/qdN8NuThHyE/s320/DSC05490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or we go to the fresh water stream when it's too hot - the water there is really cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_7NaoeTI/AAAAAAAACGU/QkzW4NsU06o/s1600-h/DSC05499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172411947579698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_7NaoeTI/AAAAAAAACGU/QkzW4NsU06o/s320/DSC05499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; soaking again with papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_61vPN3I/AAAAAAAACGM/CKsMRAk4E7w/s1600-h/DSC05504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172405591553906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_61vPN3I/AAAAAAAACGM/CKsMRAk4E7w/s320/DSC05504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_6ro3aJI/AAAAAAAACGE/fCCV0ZUAHj4/s1600-h/DSC05513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172402880473234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_6ro3aJI/AAAAAAAACGE/fCCV0ZUAHj4/s320/DSC05513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my beach baby friend, kai jin....he's really a beach bum coz he hangs out at the beach everyday! how we envy him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_6fMYZII/AAAAAAAACF8/pekW8K805r0/s1600-h/DSC05518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172399539774594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh_6fMYZII/AAAAAAAACF8/pekW8K805r0/s320/DSC05518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-JwHnb1I/AAAAAAAACF0/lRg9W983DZU/s1600-h/DSC05522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357170462757973842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-JwHnb1I/AAAAAAAACF0/lRg9W983DZU/s320/DSC05522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-JuyF73I/AAAAAAAACFs/pjbhCu9MfVs/s1600-h/DSC05527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357170462399262578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-JuyF73I/AAAAAAAACFs/pjbhCu9MfVs/s320/DSC05527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i prefer hanging in my playpen than to be on the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-JW1G2eI/AAAAAAAACFk/ucDwskC-o-w/s1600-h/DSC05528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357170455969454562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-JW1G2eI/AAAAAAAACFk/ucDwskC-o-w/s320/DSC05528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kai jin came to join me too...don't we look so cute together?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-I3-srsI/AAAAAAAACFc/Xy_oDQ2Rw7Y/s1600-h/DSC05531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357170447688183490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-I3-srsI/AAAAAAAACFc/Xy_oDQ2Rw7Y/s320/DSC05531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-Ir-py6I/AAAAAAAACFU/gN2iTb11HGs/s1600-h/DSC05533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357170444466768802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh-Ir-py6I/AAAAAAAACFU/gN2iTb11HGs/s320/DSC05533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh8Vl1HUoI/AAAAAAAACFM/AF61ia4WgAI/s1600-h/DSC05541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357168467131191938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh8Vl1HUoI/AAAAAAAACFM/AF61ia4WgAI/s320/DSC05541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of course, kai jin's playpen got more interesting things to play with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh8VbqIXvI/AAAAAAAACFE/b8N1ZuypBFM/s1600-h/DSC05544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357168464400768754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh8VbqIXvI/AAAAAAAACFE/b8N1ZuypBFM/s320/DSC05544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh8VL0-GsI/AAAAAAAACE8/lJpc-BDSwyE/s1600-h/DSC05549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357168460151265986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh8VL0-GsI/AAAAAAAACE8/lJpc-BDSwyE/s320/DSC05549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357168447148458674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh8UbY3ArI/AAAAAAAACEs/IVcmkzLTCHY/s320/DSC05569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get scared when i see this........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh8U_X4S8I/AAAAAAAACE0/80flBaYaBmw/s1600-h/DSC05560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357168456808025026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh8U_X4S8I/AAAAAAAACE0/80flBaYaBmw/s320/DSC05560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; papa in his 'mr. incredible' suit which scared the jeepers out of me. i would cry and cry when i see him like this, even after he came to me to tell me that it's him. it was only after few days seeing him like this, i wasn't so scared already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6hZdmJmI/AAAAAAAACEk/_pjGtU46rUc/s1600-h/DSC05573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357166470946498146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6hZdmJmI/AAAAAAAACEk/_pjGtU46rUc/s320/DSC05573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the other way i would have my naps throughout the days there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6hOmIB4I/AAAAAAAACEc/BCT4ZOpUzcI/s1600-h/DSC05577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357166468029482882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6hOmIB4I/AAAAAAAACEc/BCT4ZOpUzcI/s320/DSC05577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kai jin again, did i mention that he can swim?! well, he is not afraid of going underwater in the sea with his eyes open! even my mummy cannot do that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6g_EpK7I/AAAAAAAACEU/q47sBk-RPis/s1600-h/DSC05580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357166463862516658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6g_EpK7I/AAAAAAAACEU/q47sBk-RPis/s320/DSC05580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this evening i didn't get to go into the water as it was going to rain and was very windy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6gi8QBUI/AAAAAAAACEM/xZC-XddDN3o/s1600-h/DSC05590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357166456311121218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6gi8QBUI/AAAAAAAACEM/xZC-XddDN3o/s320/DSC05590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the first time i got be left on the sand and i didn't like it one bit. kai jin was giving me the weird looks as he found it weird i didn't like his beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6gV8ZErI/AAAAAAAACEE/MpByeEX-fmY/s1600-h/DSC05595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357166452822053554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh6gV8ZErI/AAAAAAAACEE/MpByeEX-fmY/s320/DSC05595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hope my next trip to the island would find me running all over and kai jin would teach me how to dive, er swim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-2544861119777253575?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2544861119777253575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=2544861119777253575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2544861119777253575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2544861119777253575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-holiday-at-perhentian-island.html' title='My holiday at Perhentian Island'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlicAbBkKZI/AAAAAAAACJk/z54An3bbjWw/s72-c/DSC05400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-160319996953255175</id><published>2009-07-11T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T04:32:59.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Some overdue updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357120134183001218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhQYPkSHII/AAAAAAAACB8/CHWGbmegR1U/s320/DSC05735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Miss me?! :) ....what has been happening with me?! A whole lot....er, let's see...I've got teeth! Yes 2 of them now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357122069739798290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhSI6E-_xI/AAAAAAAACCk/Cx66xNIOlkg/s320/DSC05727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Started with my top left tooth at 8 months old. Yes, I'm the unusual one as most babies will have their bottom tooth out first. Mummy got upset that she wasn't the first to know. It was papa who told her when he picked me up from Aunty Ng's as Aunty Ng was the one who found out. She's upset coz she's always 'brushing' my teeth (gums) and there wasn't any signs that I was teething (other than the clingy phase and fever too after my pneumococcal jab). Guess she was looking at the wrong space (my bottom gums) and also she thought I won't be teething so early since my sis had her first tooth at 11 months. And interestingly, a week after my top left tooth erupted, my bottom right tooth came through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I look really goofy now since my top tooth looks kinda big but I'm still so adorable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357123716655918114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhToxUYrCI/AAAAAAAACDM/RMzA-PKhzXc/s320/DSC05731.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;do u still want to kiss me?!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357123705385464306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhToHVTMfI/AAAAAAAACC8/l2J3DDcDoYE/s320/DSC05729.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357120126040043650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhQXxO2cII/AAAAAAAACB0/Og45N_wlTIY/s320/DSC05730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I still wake up many times in the night (much to mummy's dismay...her water thingy didn't really work coz I will also wake up for water - after crying my lungs out, at least it's better than nothing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm eating 2 times porridge at Aunty Ng's and over the weekends, it's one baby cereal in the morning and one porridge in the evenings. I drink more than 20oz of breastmilk (still 100% breastfed) in a day and loads of water in between (i like water!). I also get baby snacks at least once a day (either my teething biscuits or some baby rice crackers). I can eat a lot, a whole lot more than my sister when she was my age but I don't look fat. I got my papa's genes, he was a skinny kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I like standing now and love to pull myself up whether I'm holding on to people or the furnitures. My paternal grandmother, &lt;em&gt;Ah Por&lt;/em&gt;, thinks I will start walking when I'm 9-10 months old. We shall just see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My first words.... cher-cher, well, it's sounds more like '&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;teh-teh&lt;/span&gt;' and i can also say water = '&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ah-ter&lt;/span&gt;'. During day time, I refuse to acknowledge the 'M' sounds, even after many times of mummy saying "Mama" or "Mum-Mum" to me. But during the nights when I want her to bring me out of my cot for my nen-nen, I will go '&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mmmmamama&lt;/span&gt;', many, many times. It kind of works coz she will end up carrying me out of my cot and I'll be sleeping with her after that through the night on her bed. :) This was like a month ago, now I do say '&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mum-mum&lt;/span&gt;' when it's feeding time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't like my cot anymore as once you put me in, I will start crying. I now know it's a prison cell. This is why when I wake up at nights and realised I'm in the cot, I will cry and cry. When I'm too tired and realised that mummy is not coming to my aid (she looks dead asleep on the bed), I will go back to sleep on my own but if I'm not too tired, I will just continue to scream my lungs out until she carries me out from the cot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm still one nosey baby. Any noise will get my attention even if I'm dead tired and falling asleep so with a noisey sister around, I get up easily after mummy just got me to bed at nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't like to be left alone, even if you leave loads and loads of toys around me. The minute you're out of my sight, I will cry and cry. And I love being carried all the time, only thing is, I also like to jerk around a lot when you carry me so you have to be careful when you do carry me. Mummy says I behave very much like a boy (I still look like one since my hair is not growing!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lately, I'm always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;squinting my eyes. Mummy is kind of worried whether it's my eye-sight or just a phase I'm going through. She will ask my doctor when I see her soon for my 2nd pneumococcal jab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here's some latest pictures of me....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357123701430069970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhTn4mQqtI/AAAAAAAACC0/k_pFu3Lk3YM/s320/DSC05662.JPG" border="0" /&gt; a picture of me and my grandma, she loves kissing me whenever she sees me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357123698435964770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhTntcaP2I/AAAAAAAACCs/NYSe-kuIL8w/s320/DSC05666.JPG" border="0" /&gt; with my cousin brother, jo tien, my cousin sister, ro wyn, was too fast for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357122065958261298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhSIr_ZUjI/AAAAAAAACCc/1kV5zCflptE/s320/DSC05672.JPG" border="0" /&gt; my papa (blur) look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357122060028912338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhSIV5uotI/AAAAAAAACCU/GcUajXI1Wa4/s320/DSC05607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357160937290530082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh1fS_M_SI/AAAAAAAACD8/65ci-XVrSbc/s320/DSC05617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357122053207800098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhSH8fcuSI/AAAAAAAACCM/r2exBkkWGm0/s320/DSC05657.JPG" border="0" /&gt; i just love my teething biscuits (and so does mummy as this is the only thing can make me sit still for so long!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357122047940227282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhSHo3j8NI/AAAAAAAACCE/ym8Iq8aV1us/s320/DSC05604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this was taken over a month ago and mummy wish i can still sit in my cot like this &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topless, cute moments.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357120125629422338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhQXvs82wI/AAAAAAAACBs/y0ISh4HoaWI/s320/DSC05719.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357120114167587538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhQXFAPItI/AAAAAAAACBk/C07AMt8R8iY/s320/DSC05711.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357151378906779794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slhsy7O7kJI/AAAAAAAACDU/WJhEObxJeKo/s320/DSC05673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ever since i can sit up, i can now join in my sister's fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcoming my new cousin brother....Shane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357151382664173394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhszJOw11I/AAAAAAAACDc/qd-jPpfNrKY/s320/DSC05684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357151385096669554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhszSStyXI/AAAAAAAACDk/cb9_0n2ns_0/s320/DSC05679.JPG" border="0" /&gt; looks like me or not?! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357151397162284018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slhsz_PYc_I/AAAAAAAACDs/NGJr0mgzhgE/s320/DSC05680.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357160932694957458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Slh1fB3iHZI/AAAAAAAACD0/r2qTQLuuwmk/s320/DSC05612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;no, it's not my birthday but my friend, Kai Jin...the beach baby. his por por just tagged me along for the birthday song and so i &lt;em&gt;tumpang&lt;/em&gt; glamour too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357120111559316882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhQW7SYFZI/AAAAAAAACBc/yBLIezM6IT8/s320/DSC05701.JPG" border="0" /&gt; that's all folks....see how i love my teething biscuit till i fall asleep with it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-160319996953255175?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/160319996953255175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=160319996953255175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/160319996953255175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/160319996953255175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-overdue-updates.html' title='Some overdue updates'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SlhQYPkSHII/AAAAAAAACB8/CHWGbmegR1U/s72-c/DSC05735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-9049506392002430929</id><published>2009-05-29T21:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:23:58.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>More updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just days after my &lt;a href="http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/05/mummys-entry-7-months-update-and-photos.html"&gt;previous updates&lt;/a&gt;, I learnt how to stand on my own while holding on to anything. Now I love standing from my cot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;During dinner times at home, I'm now left in my cot while the rest eat away at the dining table. My cot is put right next to them so this is what you will see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341473888225157122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC6M3SvYAI/AAAAAAAAB_o/ZQ1yceXrFaY/s320/DSC05354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and this too...since I can't eat their food, I find my cot really yummy...and everything else I can get my hands on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341472770123855618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC5LyCndwI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/m-zFadyH1_U/s320/DSC05366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341473893436483778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC6NKtN6MI/AAAAAAAAB_w/PbFC1QcKXlQ/s320/DSC05359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you blame me...since I also see this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341472765940625490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC5LidQcFI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/SJpmYB5tWw8/s320/DSC05364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since I can sit upright straight, I love to do this on my own in my bath tub. When mummy moves me to wash my bum, I can even scold her. I love my baths so much that I will cry when it's time to get out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341472762127712866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC5LUQMAmI/AAAAAAAAB_I/Rz0N7PHfW8k/s320/DSC05294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On my eating habits... I somehow love to get my right foot up on to the table while eating....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341476433839534322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC8hCcgMPI/AAAAAAAAB_4/9Ejm_VQ0tTM/s320/DSC05289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341476438112325778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC8hSXN0JI/AAAAAAAACAA/WgpsbpS-bK8/s320/DSC05284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341472758837179650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC5LH_qdQI/AAAAAAAAB_A/sAIbWxVFy1o/s320/DSC05290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The thing is, my sister also had the same habit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341476443019596114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC8hkpM0VI/AAAAAAAACAI/Kv2RbPEh7g0/s320/DSCN2240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So mummy wonders whether it's in our genes or it's a baby's thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And as you all know how clingy I am at home, this is usually the sight when mummy sits at the computer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC5MDHdrYI/AAAAAAAAB_g/0uqwU1ihlPg/s1600-h/DSC05296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341472774707588482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC5MDHdrYI/AAAAAAAAB_g/0uqwU1ihlPg/s320/DSC05296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Aren't I just the cheekiest, adorable baby?! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-9049506392002430929?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/9049506392002430929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=9049506392002430929' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/9049506392002430929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/9049506392002430929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-updates.html' title='More updates'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SiC6M3SvYAI/AAAAAAAAB_o/ZQ1yceXrFaY/s72-c/DSC05354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-7898590010902231483</id><published>2009-05-22T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:45:02.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - 7 months update and photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gosh, I'm so bad at updating this blog (and the other 2 blogs as well). Trust me, I do feel guilty about the lack of posts here but seriously, maintaining 3 blogs is no joke! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854699618179442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdsEBYqmXI/AAAAAAAAB-o/yJi_XvUc7Yk/s320/DSC05033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854695593049362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdsDyY__RI/AAAAAAAAB-g/mVvMJ3RY8p4/s320/DSC05022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what r u looking at? i know my bum's too cute. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, when Haye Li reached 6 months old, (seems to be a trend again), this girl was having a fever and we were supposed to take her for her pneumococcal jab. Hence, she escaped the jab for that time but had some medication to take instead for her flu and cough which doesn't seem to go away. Today at 7 months, she is still coughing with phelgm. I'm not that worried in a way as her appetite is still good (taking 2 solids of baby cereal and around 20 plus oz of breastmilk a day). We took her to see her paed last week but found out that her paed was on leave till end of the month, so we have to take her in for her jab next month instead. Thus, I'm not sure about her current weight and height (the last time we were there which was when she was 6 months and she was 6.7kgs). This girl seems to grow taller faster as she's outgrowing her clothes in terms of her length. I think she will be taller than me one day. I can't say the same for her sister though. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854692559422674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdsDnFuhNI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/BsUvYRDNE4A/s320/DSC05163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338849355289723202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdnM8NeAUI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/902XCEtXMro/s320/DSC05203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338849357973972898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdnNGNcZ6I/AAAAAAAAB9Y/AIJ55Sq7gbY/s320/DSC05205.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;every single thing that i pick up will go into my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She can sit up proper now, crawl around pretty fast too and thus, we can't leave her unattended anymore. She tries to stand when she's in her cot but it's a wobbly stand. But she's definitely more stable if she pulls herself up on her knees. Within these few weeks, she should be pretty stable in her standing position already. She seems to be growing faster than her sister too in terms of these except for her hair (which doesn't seem to grow at all since she was born).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854701276231442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdsEHj-dxI/AAAAAAAAB-w/ABetNipXo78/s320/DSC04964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338852011475749826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdpnjRkS8I/AAAAAAAAB94/rMXYrB4W66c/s320/DSC05173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338852016526188242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Shdpn2Fr3tI/AAAAAAAAB-A/sYP8fAjcykE/s320/DSC05175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like her sister, she eats better at the daycare than at home. She finishes everything fast there but when she's at home, she takes so long to finish her cereal. I think I need to offer Aunty Ng to stay with us over the weekends already. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854683083080514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdsDDyZA0I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/kaeLi6fWFhQ/s320/DSC05159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338852022365852082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdpoL1-EbI/AAAAAAAAB-I/nObT4Dzs72A/s320/DSC05155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339213933026010130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShiyyKHU5BI/AAAAAAAAB-4/4gg8M5SIoNU/s320/DSC05210.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i prefer the taste of the high chair to my food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338851997947021858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Shdpmw4ESiI/AAAAAAAAB9o/gPF2T6hB0ss/s320/DSC05199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338849361599485794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdnNTt1V2I/AAAAAAAAB9g/gTuHrXkHCsQ/s320/DSC05198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my infamous 'blur' look - mummy always say i remind her of papa, we look so much alike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She is waking up so many times in the night, it's not funny anymore. I think a newborn sleeps longer than her now. I've heard how you can train a baby to sleep through the night by giving them water instead of milk and was never a firm believer in this. In fact, I had a conversation with SIL on this a few months back that it's so sad to give newborns water instead of milk. I never did this with Rye Li as she was a small baby and I thought she needed all the milk she can get and this meant even if I had to wake up 2-3 times a night then. But Rye Li didn't wake up that many times in the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338852007273450578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdpnTnqTFI/AAAAAAAAB9w/ljrNXOShO3Q/s320/DSC05177.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;outdoors tanning. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338849351653692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdnMuqkkvI/AAAAAAAAB9I/A6yt05y0tUc/s320/DSC05181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The last few months, Haye Li has been waking up 3-4 times a night and at times more than that. She will be asleep by 9pm and then wakes up at 11 or 12 pm. And then every 2 hours after that. She just want my boobs to comfort her. The past one week, I could not take it anymore that I resorted into giving her water especially if she wakes up before 3am. It was tough because she was unhappy and kept crying and I just patted her on her back and refused to give in. After the 4th or 5th night like this, she finally woke up slightly later which is around 2am plus. I'm still training her but most times, I'm too tired and will give in to her cries and ultimately, my boob. I look horrible, really like a panda bear. Think I've aged a thousand years, minus the white hair. I'm just praying and hoping that the girl will wake up lesser now. She still catnaps in the day and one would think that she'll be very tired at nights but this girl is not like any other babies I know. The in-laws are in town and I found out that her papa was like this when he was a baby. No wonder! These two rats are really alike, very demanding baby! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdnMTnJZeI/AAAAAAAAB9A/vGzWT8SvIhA/s1600-h/DSC05011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338849344391570914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdnMTnJZeI/AAAAAAAAB9A/vGzWT8SvIhA/s320/DSC05011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how can one  stay angry for long with a face like this?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-7898590010902231483?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7898590010902231483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=7898590010902231483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/7898590010902231483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/7898590010902231483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/05/mummys-entry-7-months-update-and-photos.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - 7 months update and photos'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/ShdsEBYqmXI/AAAAAAAAB-o/yJi_XvUc7Yk/s72-c/DSC05033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-8618022288294915088</id><published>2009-04-18T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T08:07:41.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crawling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting solids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Some updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We’re late in updating my 5 months old now that I’m nearly 6 months old…so I won’t go backwards (except for the fact that I did get sick shortly after I turned 5 months old as what mummy was predicting earlier – just some coughing and cold).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, I started my very first solids….how was it? I no like it. :D Ok, it was alright at the beginning and then I started spitting them out and then I got cranky and didn’t want it altogether and just want to sleep. Mummy said she will make sure I’m not cranky when she starts again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326043804262110674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenonxM2ldI/AAAAAAAAB7I/IEshd9QWOtY/s320/DSC04901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326040058751118274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenlNwFca8I/AAAAAAAAB7A/pFqUc0syjGA/s320/DSC04904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326043813707103010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenooUYtuyI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/2Ev5FPtc7BM/s320/DSC04900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326040057016813666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenlNpn9CGI/AAAAAAAAB64/xZLVSpyuOqE/s320/DSC04906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Interestingly also, my crawling improved today. At least it gets me where I want to go faster than the last few weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gdhRNx9lphs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gdhRNx9lphs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenooUYtuyI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/2Ev5FPtc7BM/s1600-h/DSC04900.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m still on 100% breast milk (a feat which mummy is trying real hard to maintain). I definitely do not sleep through the night. I can sleep the longest for 4-5 hours maybe from 9 plus pm and then I’m up nearly every hour for feeds. This is a nightmare for mummy and she hopes by starting me on solids, this will improve. As for daytime, I still catnap unfortunately and still mostly stuck to mummy’s &lt;em&gt;nen-nen&lt;/em&gt; when I nap over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend, I’ll be going to the docs for my 6th month checkup and also to get my pneumococcal jab. Will update my weight and height then – the last I checked I was 6.5kgs and 62cm in length. Mummy said I’m growing longer (think she meant taller) faster than my sister was growing when she was at my age. Till then, don’t miss me too much! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's some pictures of me:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326043808831948594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenooCOYxzI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/FHr_wfAjGDA/s320/DSC04912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with my papa, he likes to play 'monkey' with me - by letting me hang on to his fingers while he lifts me up in the air which i love very much (note: i'm holding on to his fingers, not him holding on to me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326040049936325842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenlNPP1XNI/AAAAAAAAB6o/NEOiJ-95Wdk/s320/DSC04872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenlNaXTvUI/AAAAAAAAB6w/abkoR5AHNok/s1600-h/DSC04893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326040052920466754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenlNaXTvUI/AAAAAAAAB6w/abkoR5AHNok/s320/DSC04893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; mummy left me out of her sight for several minutes and this is where she found me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326040045347979666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenlM-J4wZI/AAAAAAAAB6g/ZAFHwJgIzSA/s320/DSC04875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-8618022288294915088?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8618022288294915088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=8618022288294915088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/8618022288294915088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/8618022288294915088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-updates.html' title='Some updates'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SenonxM2ldI/AAAAAAAAB7I/IEshd9QWOtY/s72-c/DSC04901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-5061160247733369708</id><published>2009-03-15T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:13:07.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my big sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>My cher-cher &amp; I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here’s some pictures of my cher-cher and I ….. if you want to see more, you can go to her &lt;a href="http://ryeli.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-mei-mei-i.html"&gt;site by clicking here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313373581554494002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzlHveAKjI/AAAAAAAAB5I/gce6361hwzI/s320/DSC03813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313373578476294722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzlHkAGkkI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/tYq8coFb2yg/s320/DSC03814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;already my cher-cher loves me so much in these pics when i was only less than a couple months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm2pSqXYI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/FF8NYkwu7cI/s1600-h/DSC04540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313375486861794690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm2pSqXYI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/FF8NYkwu7cI/s320/DSC04540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now, she adores me more that I've become her playmate at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm2GnstBI/AAAAAAAAB6I/5H5xKIxMkPM/s1600-h/DSC04561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313375477554787346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm2GnstBI/AAAAAAAAB6I/5H5xKIxMkPM/s320/DSC04561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm1gYqQXI/AAAAAAAAB6A/Gv9Dr09Oj8k/s1600-h/DSC04693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313375467291165042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm1gYqQXI/AAAAAAAAB6A/Gv9Dr09Oj8k/s320/DSC04693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm1BRVxsI/AAAAAAAAB54/QhwloPiu5zM/s1600-h/DSC04709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313375458938963650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm1BRVxsI/AAAAAAAAB54/QhwloPiu5zM/s320/DSC04709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313373592273675746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzlIXZp5eI/AAAAAAAAB5o/o0wr5PKfY1k/s320/DSC04354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313373586559713906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzlICHVwnI/AAAAAAAAB5g/7YA3valg9wM/s320/DSC04346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313373585265554066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzlH9SycpI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/IF2huzq2hBE/s320/DSC04328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see, how much my cher-cher loves me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm0h-6TlI/AAAAAAAAB5w/X4cCeb3SAHk/s1600-h/DSC04428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313375450540166738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/Sbzm0h-6TlI/AAAAAAAAB5w/X4cCeb3SAHk/s320/DSC04428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313376151831185202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzndWfuBzI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/6vYwPstr7dg/s320/DSC04542.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will definitely look up to her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-5061160247733369708?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5061160247733369708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=5061160247733369708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5061160247733369708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5061160247733369708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-cher-cher-i.html' title='My cher-cher &amp; I'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzlHveAKjI/AAAAAAAAB5I/gce6361hwzI/s72-c/DSC03813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-1974466459004012962</id><published>2009-03-15T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T03:39:23.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>4 months updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It seems to be the trend that when I turned older by another month, I’ll fall sick again. Yes, just when I turned 4 months old, I had the flu again with fever too. This time, I went to see Dr. Lee, my sister’s original pediatrician since my fever kept coming back. Because I was coughing badly, it led to me having an ear infection and I had to be on antibiotics for a week. Mummy was told to come back and see him if my fever don’t go away after 3 days. Luckily, it didn’t but I was coughing for 2 weeks or so. I’m alright now and mummy is keeping her fingers crossed that I don’t fall sick again when I turned 5 months old which is a week away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started ‘crawling’ flat down on my tummy over 4 months old but of course I can’t go far. With a lot of effort put in, I’d probably moved a few centimeters. Then I became better at it and now (just over 4 and a half months) I can be on my knees, moving back and forth till I fall all flat down. I can also reach for things I wanna get by this but with a lot of effort still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grasping is getting better and whatever I can grab hold of, it will end up in my mouth. If I can’t get things, I will put my finger/s or the whole fist in my mouth, is this a sign of a potential thumb sucker like my sister?! Mummy sure hopes not. I drool a whole lot now as well, always wetting the front of my clothes and thus, the bib-wearing has begun. Luckily, I got some cool hand-me-downs bibs from my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m growing at such a speedy rate, mummy is thinking of starting me on solids sooner. She will ask Dr. Koe on this when I go in next weekend for my 5th month checkup. Enjoy some pictures of me first. Mummy was hoping to upload a video of me on my knees but &lt;em&gt;youtube &lt;/em&gt;failed on us this time. Will try again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313359105837714034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzX9JOLSnI/AAAAAAAAB3I/iCMDjb9texk/s320/DSC04569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzW-N2wywI/AAAAAAAAB3A/6mWzrNxEc14/s1600-h/DSC04722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313358024749927170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzW-N2wywI/AAAAAAAAB3A/6mWzrNxEc14/s320/DSC04722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n all fours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzW9VaTHkI/AAAAAAAAB24/8dOo61XiBtc/s1600-h/DSC04726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313358009598156354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzW9VaTHkI/AAAAAAAAB24/8dOo61XiBtc/s320/DSC04726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313357983949637490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzW713Nx3I/AAAAAAAAB2g/lob6wwFH2g8/s320/DSC04744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all happy and smiley with my new play gym, thanks to &lt;a href="http://kai-jin.blogspot.com/"&gt;kai jin&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzW9DChVCI/AAAAAAAAB2w/NGSJ4rnZeI4/s1600-h/DSC04739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313358004666586146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzW9DChVCI/AAAAAAAAB2w/NGSJ4rnZeI4/s320/DSC04739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzW8nLjDjI/AAAAAAAAB2o/-59K0OFnBMU/s1600-h/DSC04734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313357997188255282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzW8nLjDjI/AAAAAAAAB2o/-59K0OFnBMU/s320/DSC04734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; into my mouth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-1974466459004012962?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1974466459004012962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=1974466459004012962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1974466459004012962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1974466459004012962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-months-updates.html' title='4 months updates'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SbzX9JOLSnI/AAAAAAAAB3I/iCMDjb9texk/s72-c/DSC04569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-5355029107049206659</id><published>2009-02-13T21:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:33:01.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>3 months update &amp; my first CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I turned 3 months old just before CNY and the following are some updates on me :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I now weigh 6kgs and measure at 60cm in height (mummy says I’m growing at a faster rate compared to my sister, Rye Li)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I’m still fully breastfed, can drink in between 4-5oz at one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I sleep longer at nights, can go up as over 6 hours in a row. On average, I will wake up twice a night, at times once and at times 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I learnt how to turn over when I just turned 3 months and now I can turn over easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I love smiling and laughing and mostly, talking too (baby talk of course)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I still cry a lot and want to be carried mostly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I catnap only during daytime which will last half hour or 45 minutes the most unless I’m being carried which can last longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I’m a busybody baby, noises catches my attention easily so when it’s feeding time from mummy, I get distracted easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I recognize people now and I only want mummy to carry me from 7pm onwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My hair doesn't seem to grow, in fact, i'm dropping loads of hair now like mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first CNY became a nightmare for mummy and papa. On CNY eve itself, I was already sick for the first time (fever and running nose) and we were on our way to Pangkor Island. We went there for 3 nights and I mostly stayed in the hotel room with mummy. My nose was stuck most of the times and I also begin to cough which mostly made me very irritated especially at nights. My sister got to enjoy herself mostly but she too became sick on the first day of CNY. We were suppose to go to Camerons to see my Grandpa and Grandma after Pangkor but since we were both sick, we left for home instead. On a brighter note, I’ve recovered and I’ve also received loads of Ang Pows! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the photos…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302524676606840498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZaGXHkzrI/AAAAAAAAB04/D9C3y875A7g/s320/DSC04376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZaGcLRf6I/AAAAAAAAB0w/2C2i1Oe7wEI/s1600-h/DSC04131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302524677964529570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZaGcLRf6I/AAAAAAAAB0w/2C2i1Oe7wEI/s320/DSC04131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZaGMs4t4I/AAAAAAAAB0o/jNfd3Bk4q7w/s1600-h/DSC04370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302524673810544514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZaGMs4t4I/AAAAAAAAB0o/jNfd3Bk4q7w/s320/DSC04370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZaF0kSmPI/AAAAAAAAB0g/jru4dBl-zGg/s1600-h/DSC04377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302524667332040946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZaF0kSmPI/AAAAAAAAB0g/jru4dBl-zGg/s320/DSC04377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'hoi! what are you looking at?!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZYago0ilI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/tHr1fK5mgBs/s1600-h/DSC04433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302522823736330834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZYago0ilI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/tHr1fK5mgBs/s320/DSC04433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZYaM9Jp1I/AAAAAAAAB0I/RXtOhiQAYAk/s1600-h/DSC04118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302522818452891474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZYaM9Jp1I/AAAAAAAAB0I/RXtOhiQAYAk/s320/DSC04118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to Pangkor.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302516624960033922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZSxsZYlII/AAAAAAAABzI/81OJCJJMXYo/s320/DSC04306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;most of the time in the room with mummy since i wasn't feeling well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302520199113704770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZWBvKBhUI/AAAAAAAABzY/XTtnzpNmLyg/s320/DSC04292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZYZsrkPyI/AAAAAAAAB0A/qNtPR79FhjQ/s1600-h/DSC04254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302522809789202210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZYZsrkPyI/AAAAAAAAB0A/qNtPR79FhjQ/s320/DSC04254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is how i had my bath, in the sink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302520209865357010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZWCXNattI/AAAAAAAABzw/dZ5O3ZeUMP8/s320/DSC04271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;had my daily morning sun by the beach since i was ill (instructed by my grandpa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302520204540753602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZWCDX7tsI/AAAAAAAABzo/9vKhyes6sHI/s320/DSC04279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at least got some fresh air too out in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZYZVPN8MI/AAAAAAAABz4/VtP-YNMzkpc/s1600-h/DSC04260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302522803496284354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZYZVPN8MI/AAAAAAAABz4/VtP-YNMzkpc/s320/DSC04260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;although sick, i still can smile alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZWBYJ2AHI/AAAAAAAABzQ/ewIYN4Cj1Pw/s1600-h/DSC04301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302520192938934386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZWBYJ2AHI/AAAAAAAABzQ/ewIYN4Cj1Pw/s320/DSC04301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; and got loads of kisses from my sister, Rye Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CNY new clothes :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZSxVMHLZI/AAAAAAAABzA/SEaDrLzhdgg/s1600-h/DSC04323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302516618730352018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZSxVMHLZI/AAAAAAAABzA/SEaDrLzhdgg/s320/DSC04323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;looking like a boy in a skirt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZSxQKdPOI/AAAAAAAABy4/uLLaaZ22594/s1600-h/DSC04427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302516617381231842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZSxQKdPOI/AAAAAAAABy4/uLLaaZ22594/s320/DSC04427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZSxLzhL6I/AAAAAAAAByw/Harr-w8LlYE/s1600-h/P2060401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302516616211279778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZSxLzhL6I/AAAAAAAAByw/Harr-w8LlYE/s320/P2060401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A big hearty smile for all to see (look at my double chin, like papa's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZSw4XxnOI/AAAAAAAAByo/pcDQk05m-Rs/s1600-h/P2060408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302516610994642146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZSw4XxnOI/AAAAAAAAByo/pcDQk05m-Rs/s320/P2060408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;people says my sister looks like my &lt;em&gt;Ah Mai&lt;/em&gt; (papa's sister), but don't i look like her here?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-5355029107049206659?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5355029107049206659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=5355029107049206659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5355029107049206659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5355029107049206659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-months-update-my-first-cny.html' title='3 months update &amp; my first CNY'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SZZaGXHkzrI/AAAAAAAAB04/D9C3y875A7g/s72-c/DSC04376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-9177684283139750059</id><published>2008-12-31T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:18:40.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daycare'/><title type='text'>Mummy’s entry – updates on the daycare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s been week 3 at the daycare and how has this girl been coping?! Well, much better although she still doesn’t sleep much there. I’m guessing it has got to do with the noise around her, she is one busybody baby. This works well for me as once she hits home in the car, she sleeps. And also she sleeps longer in the nights, as long as 4-6 hours at times. But still wakes up 3-4 times for milk (I’m still a zombie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since she doesn’t have me during the day, once I breastfeed her in the evenings, she totally latches on for a long time. She even sleeps while latching but she’s definitely drinking so I can’t do much but sit down and wait for her to let go! When I got back to work last week, hubby was the one sending and picking the girls from the daycare as he wasn’t travelling. So when Haye Li heard my voice when I got back home from work, she smiled! She’s really happy hearing my voice and when I didn’t go to her, she will cry. This girl wants her milk fresh! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this girl has started laughing over the weekend. But I can’t get her to laugh for her papa. Haha, will try and get it recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the daycare lately, she doesn’t cry as much it seems which I find it hard to believe coz she cries a lot at home when we leave her be in her cot or the rocking chair. Even the maid said she doesn’t cry when she is left at the rocking chair at the daycare. Guess she just know who she can bullies at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-9177684283139750059?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/9177684283139750059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=9177684283139750059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/9177684283139750059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/9177684283139750059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2008/12/mummys-entry-updates-on-daycare.html' title='Mummy’s entry – updates on the daycare'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4205802835377306932</id><published>2008-12-26T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:43:38.987-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>2 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm already 2 months. Time really flies eh...I've been getting comments how chubby I've become as my cheeks has grown (among other parts on my body) and my double chin is really obvious. Mummy tells all that the double chin came with papa as I already had it from Day 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXM0RgzicI/AAAAAAAABwY/zNaziSIIulo/s1600-h/DSC03998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284354936215407042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXM0RgzicI/AAAAAAAABwY/zNaziSIIulo/s320/DSC03998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Merry Christmas everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, I'm a very smiley baby when you play with me. And below are some pics to show you. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXMUUC4GpI/AAAAAAAABwQ/Xh_Dqo0yAvE/s1600-h/DSC03954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284354387139369618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXMUUC4GpI/AAAAAAAABwQ/Xh_Dqo0yAvE/s320/DSC03954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXLZxmbLCI/AAAAAAAABwI/3FWBBY6N6NU/s1600-h/DSC03956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284353381460814882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXLZxmbLCI/AAAAAAAABwI/3FWBBY6N6NU/s320/DSC03956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284353318865179170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXLWIadkiI/AAAAAAAABvo/9wkWE3e32_4/s320/DSC04010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284353331919783186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXLW5C7BRI/AAAAAAAABv4/OTL9yDj0bLc/s320/DSC04005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My neck is so strong that I have been doing this a while now. I was doing this in my first month but not as stable as now which is why I get to sleep on my front. And because I move so much (while I struggle and cry to get carried from the cot), I will move all over the cot and at times will knock my head against it too which makes me cry louder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXLXJbR6cI/AAAAAAAABwA/I5VWjKWzYaI/s1600-h/DSC04003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284353336316914114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXLXJbR6cI/AAAAAAAABwA/I5VWjKWzYaI/s320/DSC04003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXLWqQgh_I/AAAAAAAABvw/O1qD6OdGvxY/s1600-h/DSC04008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284353327950235634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXLWqQgh_I/AAAAAAAABvw/O1qD6OdGvxY/s320/DSC04008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4205802835377306932?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4205802835377306932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4205802835377306932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4205802835377306932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4205802835377306932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-months-old.html' title='2 months old'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SVXM0RgzicI/AAAAAAAABwY/zNaziSIIulo/s72-c/DSC03998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-1736112540177874593</id><published>2008-12-16T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:05:32.943-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>7 weeks updates and more photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;As of last Thursday, I was 7 weeks old and we went to see the doctor for my vaccination. I was already 4.6kg and 55cm in length (I was 2.75kg and 52cm at birth). Mummy says I'm growing at a faster speed compared to my sister. She's complaining her left arm is aching from all that carrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I can lift my head up easily now when I'm put on my front. I was already lifting my head up and turning from left to right in the first month but I'm better at it now so I sleep on my front most of the time since I can sleep longer in that position. But I have frightened Mummy a few times when I could also sleep with my face down, not for long though before I turn sideways to breathe better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Since Mummy has been saying a lot of stuff about me...I'll let you enjoy some pictures of me instead. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280226079288754738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUchpK3CgjI/AAAAAAAABuQ/WLS2mfgmdgE/s320/DSC03706.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a picture of me dolled up before i followed mummy and papa to send off my full moon goodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280217286592776658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcZpXg9SdI/AAAAAAAABto/JnVPY-IzoJE/s320/DSC03729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a picture of me with my paternal grandparents (ah kong &amp;amp; ah por) before they left for penang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280217277766358882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcZo2ok12I/AAAAAAAABtg/m3Xiux-Gl3w/s320/DSC03743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me sleeping snuggly in the rocking chair, mind you, mummy had to rock me and let me cry for a while before i actually slept on it, but it wasn't for long though. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280226070053242274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUchoodHxaI/AAAAAAAABuI/o5mUpE_LcGg/s320/DSC03708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please carry me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280226062262259506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUchoLbmzzI/AAAAAAAABuA/LJkxqqailH0/s320/DSC03714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with my nana (my grandma's sister) on my fullmoon, see how long i look here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280226053206591714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUchnpskSOI/AAAAAAAABt4/kmSX_Ek8Sek/s320/DSC03715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sleeping peacefully while my grandma carried me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280226048583718338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUchnYeY1cI/AAAAAAAABtw/0Yr-l4g1gk8/s320/DSC03716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why am i not being carried?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280217274539759138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcZoqnS1iI/AAAAAAAABtY/c1EivTNBaEM/s320/DSC03770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a random shot, so random that my middle finger happened to stick out with my "do-not-disturb-me look"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Below pictures were from &lt;a href="http://ryeli.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-fun-filled-week.html"&gt;Camerons,&lt;/a&gt; my first holiday! I slept better there but will scream like mad when it's time to change diapers or clothes. We didn't go out much but stayed indoors most of the time since it was raining everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280233943793098226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcoy8a_XfI/AAAAAAAABuY/61Q9uG3DCtM/s320/DSC03816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;slept through for about half an hour when we started the journey to camerons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280233951819009586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcozaUhDjI/AAAAAAAABug/4Twt9LvFpu4/s320/DSC03842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a family shot of us four, the only good picture we have of cameron's scenery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280217266617773810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcZoNGi7vI/AAAAAAAABtI/iDQEX_CU6iQ/s320/DSC03854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; close-up pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280217269265849202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcZoW95W3I/AAAAAAAABtQ/kg0G_qfEyfQ/s320/DSC03850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Below pictures were from our day-trip to Port Dickson for my Uncle Ivan's (mummy's cousin) wedding. You will see how many people carried me. I was highly in demand there. Too bad I didn't get to take a picture with the beautiful bride, she was really beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280233953770791378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcozhl24dI/AAAAAAAABuo/xXcjOmCcW6I/s320/DSC03860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the first part of the journey where i slept and all dolled up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280233963607227778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUco0GPC_YI/AAAAAAAABuw/pgcHIlJKQ8A/s320/DSC03861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;didn't sleep for long though before I screamed to be carried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280237399674817330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcr8GlZizI/AAAAAAAABvI/Qm-DCWv3KwA/s320/DSC03872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with nana (the groom's mom) and her friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280233973013380098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUco0pRpfAI/AAAAAAAABu4/uWdHAlBCYuI/s320/DSC03866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with my uncle chun son (mummy's brother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcr7nHyDTI/AAAAAAAABvA/mLgW5MdRgO0/s1600-h/DSC03867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280237391229095218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcr7nHyDTI/AAAAAAAABvA/mLgW5MdRgO0/s320/DSC03867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; with my a-yee (mummy's sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280237402850214674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcr8SaeQxI/AAAAAAAABvQ/ldsrxsLVPP8/s320/DSC03873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with the groom, uncle ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280237411836455346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcr8z49abI/AAAAAAAABvY/ZcqJEZiOa2M/s320/DSC03899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with my papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280237418986768946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUcr9OhuijI/AAAAAAAABvg/i4ItldDF4BY/s320/DSC03902.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with uncle ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-1736112540177874593?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1736112540177874593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=1736112540177874593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1736112540177874593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/1736112540177874593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2008/12/7-weeks-updates-and-more-photos.html' title='7 weeks updates and more photos'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SUchpK3CgjI/AAAAAAAABuQ/WLS2mfgmdgE/s72-c/DSC03706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-3419593483205493137</id><published>2008-12-15T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:36:02.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daycare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mummy’s entry – Off to the daycare</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was Haye Li’s first time to the daycare yesterday. She is so different from Rye Li and I guess I knew this from the time she was in my tummy with the way she moves. And the last 7 weeks has proved me right with her feisty character. She is one demanding baby this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl doesn’t like to sit in her car seat. And the thing is, she has been trained since she was born. Those times during my confinement when I had to take Rye Li to and fro from the daycare, Haye Li was already tagging along. In the first week, she was alright, sleeping most of the time. But after that, she became restless and will be crying (more like screaming) throughout the journey. It is as if she is being tortured sitting down in the car seat. Because of this, when we’re out and if hubby is driving, she gets to sit on me most of the times unless she’s dead asleep in which I would put her back into the car seat. But the most she can sleep for (and this is the same at home) is for half an hour before she wakes up crying, wanting to be carried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday morning (and the same for this morning), she was already crying halfway throughout the journey there. The maid was sitting behind with her while I was driving. I would not allow the maid to bring her out but the maid was entertaining her with her toys which at times it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the daycare, I passed her to one of the caretakers who brought her into the baby’s room. And I was talking to Aunty Ng on how to handle Haye Li’s bottles (since it’s our first time using Dr. Brown’s) and so on when I could hear Haye Li wailing at the background already. I knew that she was already put into the baby cot which she would protest since she wants attention all the time. When I was walking out to my car which was parked outside the gate, I could still hear her cries! I only felt sorry for the other babies. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first day is so different from Rye Li’s. Rye Li slept most of the time in the car seat. We love taking Rye Li out since she was easy to handle and didn’t have to be carried most of the time. She only cries when she’s hungry or during that few months at nights when she was colicky. Rye Li slept throughout the journey to Aunty Ng’s. Only at times in the evenings, on the way back, she would cry. And I remember putting Rye Li in her cot at the daycare and she didn’t cry at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I dropped off Rye Li for the first time, I was really heartsick and wanted to cry after leaving the daycare. At that time, I didn’t really know Aunty Ng, she was only recommended by a friend. But this time with Haye Li, I didn’t have this feeling since we have known Aunty Ng pretty well now and I was looking forward to my 5 days off before I go back to office. Of course, I do miss her but my short break from being a full time mom outweighs that for sure. LOL. But I was worried whether the caretakers could handle this difficult baby or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I went to pick the girls up in the evening. I was eager to know how Haye Li was the whole day. Weeks before sending Haye Li in, I already warned Aunty Ng about her but Aunty Ng said that we told her the same for Rye Li but Rye Li was easy to handle. This Aunty Ng is one amazing woman, nothing can be too difficult for her to handle. With nearly 40 kids to manage at the daycare, she even finds the time to cook, bake, read, teach and make her jelly cakes. She also ferries some of the kids to and fro from schools, extra classes and tuitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we got there and asked how was the baby, she said “Ok, not too bad” and then she said she knows why Haye Li cries a lot. It seems every times Haye Li cries, it’s either she has poo-ed or peed. And that she has some rashes at her bottom. I wasn’t too sure of this but we said that we will see how it goes the next few days. Haye Li didn’t sleep much there and I don’t blame her coz she is also one busybody baby. She wakes up to loud noises (which Rye Li can sleep through) even though we have trained her to sleep to the radio or tv on. Something we did with Rye Li and it proved to us that it worked. But Haye Li is just so curious with her surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m lucky that at nights, she can sleep on her own even with noises around her. She only cries for milk. And because she doesn’t sleep much throughout the day, the first time she sleeps at nights, she can sleep for a longer time, the longest so far, for 4 hours or so. She still wakes up 3-5 times through the nights but after milk, she will go back to sleep so it’s not too bad on me. During the daytime, she will only sleep half an hour the most on her own and more when she is being carried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting up some pics of her after this…this girl has been going places at such a young age, earlier than her sister! And I was bold enough to bring her out on my own, something I didn’t dare do with Rye Li till she was much older and easier to handle. I’m so immune to her cries already in the car which is why I dare to bring her out alone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-3419593483205493137?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3419593483205493137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=3419593483205493137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3419593483205493137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/3419593483205493137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2008/12/mummys-entry-off-to-daycare.html' title='Mummy’s entry – Off to the daycare'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-2102147636327840187</id><published>2008-12-02T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:11:04.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayeli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><title type='text'>Mummy's entry - Hmmmph!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My girls bully me big time! Sob sob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In-laws left on Sunday and I wanted to stock up on food for the house so I left the baby at home with hubby while taking Rye Li and the maid to the hypermarket. The thing with Haye Li lately is that she’s really demanding and difficult baby to handle, wanting to be carried most of the times and she cries a lot. Even MIL could not handle her for that 3 hours I was away when I went for my facial last week. She will only sleep like half an hour the most and starts crying when she realized she is in her cot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before we left the house, I made sure she was fed and that she fell asleep in her cot and told hubby what to do if she gets hungry, etc. In that few hours before I left the house, she was already difficult with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So imagine this, I really hasten my shopping time because of her and I was thinking of her all that time. We were out for less than 2 hours in total and when we got back, this girl was still sound asleep. And in total, she slept about 3 hours or so! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hubby bragged that the girl behaves well with him and I gladly replied that he is welcome to look after her anytime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wonder what will happen to her when she goes to the daycare in 2 weeks as she won't have the luxury of having someone carrying her there the whole day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-2102147636327840187?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2102147636327840187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=2102147636327840187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2102147636327840187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/2102147636327840187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2008/12/mummys-entry-hmmmph.html' title='Mummy&apos;s entry - Hmmmph!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-6289406074844753998</id><published>2008-11-20T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:43:10.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>About me and more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a) &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Noisy&lt;/strong&gt; – I sure cry a lot and way louder than my sister, Rye Li was when she was a baby (but mummy is thankful that I don’t have the loud pitch although she has said numerous times that our neighbours would think I’m being tortured at home with the way I cried)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also grunt and make funny noises when I’m asleep and awake. Let’s put it this way, it’s definitely not dainty. I can defend myself for this, it’s all those gas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Cant-be-left-alone&lt;/strong&gt; – I want to be carried most of the times! If you put me down, even when I’m asleep, I will cry. Mummy has left me be to cry many times till my voice become all husky and I have no more energy left to cry (but I will still attempt at crying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t fall asleep on my own easily (unlike my sister) so mummy has a hard time to make me sleep as she mostly need to carry me first till I’m dead asleep to put me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Stretchy&lt;/strong&gt; – I sure stretched a lot. I can stretch while sleeping, awake, on the dressing table (which makes it difficult for mummy to change or clean me), while I’m being carried. My Ah Por (maternal grandmother) thinks I will be taller than my sister because of this. Anyway, with the way I’ve been sucking off mummy, everyone thinks I will definitely be bigger than my sister in size eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Sweaty&lt;/strong&gt; – Mummy can’t believe that I sweat so much from the first week itself since I was born! Apparently, my sister didn’t sweat at her head till much later on. But this trait is definitely from papa’s side again as mummy doesn’t sweat much (other than her hands and feet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Squirt-a-lot&lt;/strong&gt; – I should have been born a boy with the way I pee and poo when I’m diaper-less. Whoever (mostly it is mummy) changes me has to be careful and alert as without any warning, I will ‘ squirt’ and them and boy, can I ‘shoot’ far! Mummy has changed her clothes numerous times already from being a victim of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, all the above makes me sound so bad eh?! Especially when Mummy keeps telling people that my sister was such a good baby and had none of the above. Well, if you ask me, she’s either a  good girl (big sucker) or that I’m really naughty huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now some good points about me. Not fair to me if all the bad points are highlighted isn’t it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I drink quite a lot compared to my sister and thus, I’m growing faster than her too. I’ve put on nearly a kg (900 gms) as at last Friday and my weight then was 3.65kg. I should put on over 1 kg by the time I hit 30 days which is tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The fat are building up on my cheeks, hands and thighs. At least I don't have the wrinkly, dried skin anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Smile-a-lot&lt;/strong&gt; – I sure smile a lot, not just when I’m sleeping but when I’m awake too! Something my sister never did (only in her sleep) till she was about 3 months old! Sorry, it’s tough to get me smiling for the camera, so no pics yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) &lt;strong&gt;Ms. Full-of-expressions&lt;/strong&gt; – When you watch me sleep, you will come across many, many expressions from me which will entertain you. I seemed to have entertained everyone in the house, including my big sister! On top of that, I can also entertain you with all the gas noises that come out from me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be fooled by my negative traits yet…it’s mummy’s lack of memory these days (she complaints it is from the lack of sleep). I’m sure when her memory gets back to the good old days, she will have more nice things to say about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the mean time, enjoy some more pictures of me… by the way, some shots you’ll see was where Mummy tried to be like a professional photographer except that she failed tremendously. She got influenced by some Mummy blogs which real pros did those shots with proper cameras! She said she wants to attempt it one more time but I doubt she will be successful ever, she should just let the proper pros do it yea?! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270669724212246466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUuMGATt8I/AAAAAAAABrI/Kx5tgxo1pIY/s320/DSC03679.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i like making funny poses with my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUuL5fjP3I/AAAAAAAABrA/XKL4cGGTK9Y/s1600-h/DSC03677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270669720853626738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUuL5fjP3I/AAAAAAAABrA/XKL4cGGTK9Y/s320/DSC03677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUtHKIvJQI/AAAAAAAABq4/3uIARTOL2B8/s1600-h/DSC03676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270668539910366466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUtHKIvJQI/AAAAAAAABq4/3uIARTOL2B8/s320/DSC03676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when papa carries me, my sister will insist that he carries her too, he doesn't mind since he's strong! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270668528941581714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUtGhRkxZI/AAAAAAAABqo/whzMQseNhE4/s320/DSC03668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is the so-called 'pro' shot, notice the fat building up on my face?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUtGyY6MYI/AAAAAAAABqw/BvtNfpQaexI/s1600-h/DSC03675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270668533535748482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUtGyY6MYI/AAAAAAAABqw/BvtNfpQaexI/s320/DSC03675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; and this is where mummy failed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUtGTMYirI/AAAAAAAABqg/0kxSa29w8fI/s1600-h/DSC03644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270668525161712306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUtGTMYirI/AAAAAAAABqg/0kxSa29w8fI/s320/DSC03644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUtGas27ZI/AAAAAAAABqY/z3d2nhM8Tck/s1600-h/DSC03690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270668527176969618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUtGas27ZI/AAAAAAAABqY/z3d2nhM8Tck/s320/DSC03690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; i like doing this pose too with my lips, something mummy dreads when it's time for my food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-6289406074844753998?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6289406074844753998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=6289406074844753998' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6289406074844753998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/6289406074844753998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-me-and-more-pics.html' title='About me and more pics'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SSUuMGATt8I/AAAAAAAABrI/Kx5tgxo1pIY/s72-c/DSC03679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-5840263527075351219</id><published>2008-11-09T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T03:54:46.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>More pictures of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the old adage goes ... a picture says a thousand words (mummy's excuse for not writing) so enjoy the following pictures. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN3O3hjmI/AAAAAAAABoQ/UVSSzIcjGFI/s1600-h/DSC03476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266623163023855202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN3O3hjmI/AAAAAAAABoQ/UVSSzIcjGFI/s320/DSC03476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN263XRJI/AAAAAAAABoI/xyhTPc7LIqE/s1600-h/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266623157654471826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN263XRJI/AAAAAAAABoI/xyhTPc7LIqE/s320/DSC03471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; one eye jack - a lot of my pics are like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN2eGc1JI/AAAAAAAABoA/JraPz6Txhgw/s1600-h/DSC03467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266623149933122706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN2eGc1JI/AAAAAAAABoA/JraPz6Txhgw/s320/DSC03467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN2IYPqII/AAAAAAAABn4/saWyLf3LGmI/s1600-h/DSC03460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266623144102176898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN2IYPqII/AAAAAAAABn4/saWyLf3LGmI/s320/DSC03460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN193Ef-I/AAAAAAAABnw/IKErsjXcoqA/s1600-h/DSC03485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266623141278679010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN193Ef-I/AAAAAAAABnw/IKErsjXcoqA/s320/DSC03485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLvPWHwJI/AAAAAAAABno/QaNCdWggNP0/s1600-h/DSC03514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266620826689978514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLvPWHwJI/AAAAAAAABno/QaNCdWggNP0/s320/DSC03514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLu4tJwMI/AAAAAAAABng/yE5PV7rr4oU/s1600-h/DSC03521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266620820612563138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLu4tJwMI/AAAAAAAABng/yE5PV7rr4oU/s320/DSC03521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mummy says must have a crying one too, for the record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLuSFsxBI/AAAAAAAABnY/yMteokQM7yg/s1600-h/DSC03530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266620810246538258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLuSFsxBI/AAAAAAAABnY/yMteokQM7yg/s320/DSC03530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLuCPd_kI/AAAAAAAABnQ/yFLVg3WWwiw/s1600-h/DSC03411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266620805992545858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLuCPd_kI/AAAAAAAABnQ/yFLVg3WWwiw/s320/DSC03411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLtlayyuI/AAAAAAAABnI/OlffmCznbJA/s1600-h/DSC03409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266620798255418082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbLtlayyuI/AAAAAAAABnI/OlffmCznbJA/s320/DSC03409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-5840263527075351219?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5840263527075351219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=5840263527075351219' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5840263527075351219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/5840263527075351219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-pictures-of-me.html' title='More pictures of me'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SRbN3O3hjmI/AAAAAAAABoQ/UVSSzIcjGFI/s72-c/DSC03476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-7253077113931439486</id><published>2008-10-30T02:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T02:35:46.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Birth Story'/><title type='text'>My Birth Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you want to know how I came out into this world &lt;a href="http://synneeq.blogspot.com/2008/10/haye-lis-birth-story.html"&gt;"you can click on this"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-7253077113931439486?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7253077113931439486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=7253077113931439486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/7253077113931439486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/7253077113931439486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-birth-story.html' title='My Birth Story'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423457392227683623.post-4891231692915428818</id><published>2008-10-25T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T05:10:02.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Haye Li's in da house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm finally here! Came out on 23rd October 2008 at 8-50am, weighing at 2.75 kgs (6 pounds). More details later when my mummy has the time... here's some pics first....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261016520892500162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SQLiptVCSMI/AAAAAAAABFo/gftEANkBUrw/s320/DSC03343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;fresh from the 'oven'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261016522416706178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SQLipzAb0oI/AAAAAAAABFw/YYdQEu_nwAM/s320/DSC03346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261016529958361154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SQLiqPGgWEI/AAAAAAAABF4/4VVq9MoCrhE/s320/DSC03373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;all nice and cuddled up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261016538125055138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SQLiqthmNKI/AAAAAAAABGA/hzUNiN0uUOw/s320/DSC03375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261018320422997602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SQLkSdGijmI/AAAAAAAABGQ/BhkLV1q-Pts/s320/DSC03382.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261016541478144498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SQLiq6BCSfI/AAAAAAAABGI/lq8lK9x4kAM/s320/DSC03379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261018325617558562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SQLkSwdBRCI/AAAAAAAABGY/se8efijy_F8/s320/DSC03393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261018335787277506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SQLkTWVq3MI/AAAAAAAABGg/1Z3hc4DMP_o/s320/DSC03397.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423457392227683623-4891231692915428818?l=haye-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4891231692915428818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4423457392227683623&amp;postID=4891231692915428818' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4891231692915428818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423457392227683623/posts/default/4891231692915428818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haye-li.blogspot.com/2008/10/haye-lis-in-da-house.html' title='Haye Li&apos;s in da house!'/><author><name>ryeli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18011853435778013081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VEzVyj6K3Jw/SQLiptVCSMI/AAAAAAAABFo/gftEANkBUrw/s72-c/DSC03343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
