April 11, 2016

In.Your.Face.

Category: Critter Stories

You know all those times when we rant and fret that the kids just don’t listen and then wondering why he or she never listen when we need them to? Well, surprise, surprise because they actually do.  And surprise, surprise, they listen pretty damn well too. 

They are the epitome of sponges and mirrors, these kids; absorbing and emulating our behaviour. Sometimes, that could work against us.

Silver Bullet and Squirt recently got into a small “spat” before bedtime because the little Squirt insisted that he wanted to watch TV before going to bed. He whined and he argued in every way he could to get his way. 

Naturally, his Papa said No. A firm “No” that led to a power struggle between a grown man and a growing kid.It was at the end of the day, he was over-tired and ready for a meltdown. Eventually, Squirt got a royal scolding from his Papa just by the sheer virtue that he had refused to listen.

Just to prove that Silver Bullet meant business, he raised his voice and ended his conversation with a firm, “No, Squirt. NO means NO! BED.NOW.”

To Squirt, that is usually scary enough (even though Silver Bullet is not nearly as stern or scary as I would be as he is a little bit of a softie himself) . Loads  of crying ensued and with big, fat tears in his eyes, Squirt climbed up the stairs in his sorriest state like the world is about to end. 

Compared to his sister, Squirt is a little more sensitive when it comes to being scolded. He hates it when we get upset with him.

Unlike his sister who tends to show a little rebellion, he would easily cry a river and get visibly upset whenever we raise our voices. Yet, unlike his sister, he is usually quick to calm down after a good cry. Funny how they both can be so different.

Bedtime routine with the kids has always been consistent with bedtime stories, a small chat and some cuddles (when sometimes, the parents usually fell asleep before the kids).  After the whole fiasco that evening, Silver Bullet and Squirt called truce. Their chat that night was mainly Silver Bullet explaining to Squirt why he got mad when Squirt didn’t listen and what “no means no” *really* means. 

Squirt understood and at the end of the chat was the following conversation:

Silver Bullet: No means No, Squirt. You have to listen. OK?

Squirt: Nodded his head

Silver Bullet: OK. Good night now. Can I have a kiss and a hug?

Squirt: No

Silver Bullet (puzzled. especially since this boy loves his cuddles, kisses and hugs): Why not?

Squirt: No means no, Papa! 

The boy may be only a few months short of turning 4, but boy! he played it well. He sponged it all up, understood right and he stood his ground. He  listened. Perhaps too well. So much so that he left his Papa speechless for a few seconds.

There! BAM! In.your.face.

And there was little Papa could do because the little Squirt was right.  It would not be fair or appropriate for Silver Bullet to insist now, would it? :p

 

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I saaiiid…NO Means NO!
 
 
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April 10, 2016

Sunday Humour: Womb Service

Category: Entertainment

This one had me in a laughing fit:

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It’s always the baby, and never the mommy, see?!  9 months of womb service. Beat that!

Luckily for Silver Bullet, I never had such cravings at the ungodly hours of the night. I would have passed out by 7 p.m. and a bomb explosion next to me couldn’t have woken me up. 

To all fathers-to-be, please sympathise with your wife. She really didn’t mean to trouble you and she’s only trying to provide a womb service who happens to want food on demand. The on-demand training for after birth does start early!

Cheers to the womb service!

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April 9, 2016

When You Can’t Decide Between Wanting to Drive or Take The Train

This happened two weeks ago in downtown Bangkok. It bordered between plain stupid, funny and downright dangerous:

 

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Photo Credit: Twitter @Stickboybangkok

 

It happened in broad daylight on a weekend at about 8-ish or 10-ish in the morning if I remember. We were just a BTS station away. 

No one was seriously hurt; although it could easily hurt some unfortunate and unsuspecting soul who happened to be walking on the pavement or walking down the stairs which rightfully belonged to the rights of the pedestrians.

It boggles the mind as to how the car ended up on the pavement, where clearly  it is not meant for vehicles.  

Begs the question: WTF was the driver thinking?!

Welcome to Thailand.

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