Girlfriend.Girlfriends.I already dislike them.

I have 2 handsome boys.

And I know they will break my heart one day.

It is a dilemma I acknowledge.

As much as I want them to grow up to be fine young gentlemen and learn to treat ladies with due respect and love a woman single heartedly; deep down in my heart – I know I will be green with jealousy when that day arrives. Can I say I already dislike all my sons’ future girlfriends? hahahaaa….. (*evil laugh*)

Or rather the protective mother hen emerge! How can you blame mothers? Mothers have this instinct to perhaps, over-protect, over-nag, over-suspicious and over-emotional. I still remembered the first time I met my now in-laws some 16 years back. 🙂 Mothers are often the ones who will want to continue the “mothering” of their “Mama’s boy” and leaving Fathers to take on a protective shield over their precious “Daddies’ girls”.

I have 2 charming boys.

And I know they will charm some (good) girls one day.

And I am seeing it now!

There is this cutesy fair girl from school who bears the name “Olivia” – the name of the character of this series of books he was reading last year. Xi En announced to me after a few days of school that he likes Olivia. I am not sure if it’s the name or the person. 😀

There is this tall and strong girl in the neighbourhood whom he enjoys following around. Superwoman is fun to be with! 😀

Superwoman

And there is this pretty Australian girl in a colorful tutu dress whose hands he held on so endearingly throughout our stroll in the Melbourne city. My college friend’s daughter! He proudly counted “E” as one of his friends when he tallied his “friends count”. 😀

It is heartening to see that Xi En is friendly to (most) girls and treat them nicely. And I am glad he’s in the “right orientation”. Heheheh.

I know one day I won’t be the only one who can wipe his tears when he fall, bring a smile to his face with smothering kisses and welcome him home with a bear hug.

Be still, mommy’s heart. We have some years to go before his heart includes another woman besides his Mommy! Till then, I will do my best to bring up fine young men. You are most welcomed, my dear future daughter-in-laws. 🙂

Happy Friday and weekend to come everyone!

P.S: Do you have a son too? Like me, do you watch his growing up with lots of pride and some butterflies in the stomach too? 🙂

Mummy. Mommy.Mom. Mum. Mother.

I goggled the definition of “Mummy” and this came out from Merriam-Webster  dictionary:

1. a: a body embalmed or treated for burial with preservatives in the manner of the ancient Egyptians.

b: a body unusually well preserved

Eekkss…. Not quite what I am looking for! Maybe I should stop using “Mummy” as a term for “Mother”.

“Mother” is more right.

From the Free Dictionary.com: A Noun (A Female Parent). An origin (eg. mother of invention). An adjective (Mother love). A Verb (Mothered; mothering).

Not going through an English lesson here. I did badly in that in school.

Mummy or Mum or Ma Ma or Mom is such an endearing term when you are a first-time Mom. Actually even if you are a multi-time Mom, it is always so heart-warming when your baby first utter that sweet word.

I can just melt like an ice-cream when Xi En first called me Mom.

Eizac: He’s really the baby in the house. His first word came a little later than his brother. And no, for the records, it is not Mummy, not Daddy.

You guessed rightly? It is “Kor Kor” (it means “older brother” in our dialect). The bigger brother didn’t think of it as any big deal but “Kor Kor” must be some kind of hero in the little brother’s eyes that he “recognised” him first.

Not in any kind of race game here; but again for records; the next word Eizac uttered when he was around 15th month is “MOMMY”! Yeah! “MUM—–MMMYYYY”! It started with a shy note of “Ma” and then “Mum-mi” and then now….. it is a full blown, loud with gusto “MOMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYY”!

And suddenly, coming to 18th month soon, Eizac thinks that endearing term is a punctuation, a conjunction, a verb, an adj; it is anything.

The moment he wakes up: 1st word: Mommy

When he wants milk: Mommy (besides “meh meh” – it means “milk milk”)

When he has a nightmare: Mommy!!!

When he fell down: MOOOOOOMMMMyyy (with tears and mucus)

When he couldn’t find the right puzzle piece: Mommy!

When he saw the plate of fruits on the table (and wanna eat): Mommmmmmmy!

And even when I am not at home or somewhere else in the house; he addresses everyone as “Mommy”. From the helper to his grandmother to his Daddy (Except “Kor Kor” because Xi En is in one special category in his mind I think).

It isn’t that he doesn’t know how to call “Po Po”, “Auntie” or “Daddy”. He knows and says them well too.

It is just that “MOMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYY” seemed to be a plural form for anything and everything. It is a punctuation, a coma and a full-stop.

It is cute somehow sometimes (till he gets clingy). I am not complaining (much).

I am enjoying that stage of “Mommy-in-the-first-place-in-my-heart” stage till it fades off. Smile 

Xi En & his many entertaining ways

It’s interesting how toddlers grow up. They do those things which are silly but oh-so-cute! Smile 

Xi En never fails to amuse me – especially with his cheeky look!

Some of his moments:

When his Po Po was going overseas, Xi En decided to help out… by packing himself in:

suitcase 

Imitating his Po Po in combing his ermm.. precious little hair. Good effort though! Smile 

comb hair

Running away with a pack of fishball at the supermarket:

supermrkt

Blending in? Contortionist? : 

in the shelf

2nd performing act:

under table

(Actually he was looking for his run-away ball!Smile)

And of course how can he NOT have a dance on the table!

on the table

That’s my boy: Smile 

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