Afternoon tea @ Delicious, Marc Residence

Whenever I walk past Delicious @ Midvalley, I always wondered how their afternoon tea-for-two set is like. Sometime last year, I saw a deal on Everyday, now Living Social, that was offering the same tea for two set for an unbelievable price of RM35 only. I quickly grab the coupon and after soooo long, when the coupon is nearing expiry, only did I make the trip to Marc Residence yesterday with sis and the two girls :-)

I love the warm and cosy décor of the restaurant, with the artificial branches and hanging lights in bird cage all over the restaurant.

The restaurant was almost full when we arrived, and many tables had the three tier dessert stand – the restaurant must have been overwhelmed with many voucher holders redeeming their vouchers at the very last minute.

Service was disappointing slow, as expected, and the management should be blamed for not taking steps to increase manpower – they would have known the number of diners who would turn up, as prior reservation was required. Kudos however, to the waiters and waitresses for their patience, and ever smiling face when attending to each and every request. Certainly no KFC-like fiasco here!

After a long, long wait, our drinks finally arrived – I ordered the iced latte, while sis had the hot lemongrass tea, and we ordered an extra lemongrass and lychee freeze for Yiu Yiu. After another long, long wait, our food finally arrived. The girls immediately dug into the chocolate brownie with chocolate sauce and vanilla ice-cream. I managed to steal a bit from them, and it was delicious – cold ice-cream melting on the warm brownie. Aahhh…

The second and third tiers consisted of warm scones with preserves and fresh cream, strawberry chocolate dip, hand-rolled chocolate truffles, rosemary and cheese cookies, assortment of finger sandwiches and duck confit in filo pastry. Sis and I ate and ate, and still we couldn’t seem to finish the food :-) We did in the end, and ended up skipping our dinners.

Bad things come in threes

~An entry from Yiu Yiu's perspective~

I had an extremely bad day yesterday, and for the first time in my life, I experienced the adage that things happen in threes.

It started with mummy forgetting to pack my t-shirt and shorts for PE into the green recycle bag that I bring to daycare.  I only realized her boo boo when I wanted to change into my uniform after my shower.  I normally wear my t-shirt inside the white shirt and the shorts too, so I only need to remove my pinafore and shirt during PE.  I started crying because I was worried that I might be penalized for not wearing appropriate PE attire on a PE day.  Teacher Fu quickly called mummy, and luckily mummy picked up the call.  You see, mummy was having a full day training and she doesn’t typically pick up calls during training/meeting, more so from an unfamiliar number.  That’s because Teacher Fu called from the land line, instead of the mobile phone number stored in mummy’s phone.  Anyway, mummy told Teacher Fu that she would ask po-po to go to our house to get the t-shirt and shorts, and pass them to Aunty Tan, who also fetches Yihao to school.

I was still crying inconsolably when mummy called back to inform me of the arrangement.  She told me to keep the t-shirt and shorts in my school bag, and change in the toilet before PE.  I calmed down after that and went to school.  I ended up changing in the class, as Teacher Kathleen was worried that I might get my uniform dirty in the wet toilet.

Later at night when mummy came to fetch me from po-po’s house (she was late as she had to attend the team dinner), I asked to play a while longer with Yihao, Xiaoyu and mei-mei at the car porch.  We saw a moth flying about and started chasing it.  I lost my footing and fell face down, knocking my nose and getting a nasty bump on my elbow.  It was so painful I cried for a good 5-10 minutes!

When we were home, mummy quickly helped me to pack my bag as she wanted to get us to bed since it was already 10pm but I requested for Maggi mee supper instead.  Mummy decided that it was easier to cook for us instead of putting up with two whining sisters.  While we eat, she went upstairs to take a quick shower but halfway through, she had to rush downstairs in her towel when she heard me screaming in pain.  A naughty little bee decided to sting me while I was happily savouring my Maggi mee.  It was so painful that I asked mummy to send me to the hospital emergency amidst my very loud cries.  The neighbours must have thought that I was being tortured!  Mummy saw the stinger jutting out from between my toes and wanted to remove it with her tweezer but I refused to let her, insisting that she sends me to the hospital and let the doctor remove it J  Anyway, the sharp pain subsided after a while but amidst my sobbing, I still refused to let mummy remove the stinger.  Actually I was afraid that she  was gonna poke me with the tweezer (like in getting an injection) but I was reassured when I saw that the tweezer was not like a sharp needle.  Mummy also demonstrated how she would do it by removing a loose thread from the shirt that I was wearing.  I braced myself for the ‘operation’ and was pleasantly surprised that the stinger was removed in just the blink of an eye.

So there you have it, my account of how ‘bad things come in threes’ for me yesterday.  I hope today will be a better day!

One month into Primary 1

One month into Primary 1, and whenever someone asks Yiu Yiu if she likes school, her reply has been a consistent no!  When probed further, her complaint was “The school is so hot!”  Ha ha!

Her routine now is waking up in the morning and getting herself ready, before I drop her off at the daycare before going to work.  So the poor girl needs to wake up early every day, despite attending the afternoon session.  The daycare organizes tuition class daily from 9-11am, after which the children will have their lunch and shower.  She’ll reach mum’s house about 7pm daily (6.30pm on Friday) and goes for a short bicycle ride with the neighbourhood kids before having her dinner and shower.  She only comes home when either hubby or myself reaches home.  She’ll knock off between 9.30-10pm now, which is good, coz she didn’t sleep till midnight during the school holidays.

There hasn’t been much homework yet, and Yiu Yiu has also been quite blur when it comes to homework.  There were 2-3 occasions where she came home with a big “?” in her workbooks, indicating she didn’t complete her homework.  Her defend was that she didn’t know those pages need to be completed.  Haiya!  So she now carries her a homework pouch in her school bag and places her homework inside so she won’t forget.  I also taught her to pack her school bag according to the timetable, and she packs her bag daily under my supervision.

Just one month and the zip of her pencil case is torn away and a screw is missing from the handle of her school bag

She can read simple English books, though unfortunately, we’ve not been successful in cultivating a reading habit in her.  I read with envy how this boy, who’s also in Primay 1 like her, is reading such wordy and thick books.  Yiu Yiu on the other hand, still prefer Barbie dolls to books as presents and didn’t even touch a single book during the entire year-end school holidays last year.  I guess it’s the parents’ fault, as we are not keen readers ourselves L  She can only understand a smattering of Malay, and I think I need to step up more efforts to help brush up her Malay.  Her Chinese is quite alright, and being in a Chinese school environment, I think she’ll be fine with Chinese. 

I went to her school during Federal Territory Day as I wanted to get an extra PE t-shirt for her.  I purposely went close to recess time so I could “spy” on her.  After settling the PE t-shirt matter with her class teacher, I waited for her at the catering area and saw her skipping happily in with one of her classmates.  And on her way back to class, a number of friends stopped and said hi to her – ex-kindymates, children from the same daycare and some whom I don’t even know.  Looks like this girl has no shortage of friends J

As for the catered food, on most days, she’ll tell me that she only ate some/half but on several occasions, she’s been honest to admit that she didn’t eat her food, knowing full well that I’d be upset.  And to encourage her honesty and openness, I’d applaud and tell her how much I appreciate her honesty, before nagging her J  Looks like we will not continue with the catering once this payment cycle ends in February.  I can’t be packing bento for her since the food won’t last for eight hours till recess time.  So we’ll increase her pocket money for her to buy whatever food she fancies from the canteen.

Chinese New Year 2012

This year CNY marked the first time we had pre-CNY dinner in KL. I don’t call it reunion dinner, since it wasn’t with hubby’s, nor my family. The two girls and I had dinner with babysitter’s family – we were grounded in KL coz hubby had chicken pox, which started the day we made kuih kapit. So for the first time ever, no reunion dinner at hometown.

Making faces with babysitter's children

Anyhow, hubby decided to drive back to Kuantan on the first day, since most, if not all, of the blisters had crusted over, and he’s no longer highly contagious. It was a smooth drive back, and when we turned up at parents-in-law doorstep unannounced, they were delighted.

Our dinner spread 

With their cousins from Singapore

We didn’t go for our usual visitings but it was still way better than spending a really quiet CNY in KL, minus the festive atmosphere. We also had an early birthday celebration for MIL.

We went back to Ipoh on the fourth day, again amidst smooth traffic, and made a pit stop along Karak highway for some durians.  Not fantastic, and not cheap either.

Heaps of fireworks and sparklers awaited the girls in Ipoh, courtesy of their “official” annual fireworks supplier, their 大姨姨.

We returned to KL after breakfast on the sixth day, and escaped the traffic on the North-South Highway. After unloading our stuff, we headed to hubby’s friend’s office for a CNY lunch and lion dance.

We rounded off the CNY celebration with a family dinner on Chap Goh Mei, and let the kids finish off the remainder of the fireworks and sparklers at home. Time to open the girls’ angpows and bank the loot into their accounts.

Self-guided holidays

Right after the Christmas and New Year holidays, we were greeted by the Chinese New Year holidays. And for folks working in KL, there was the Federal Territory Day break shortly after everyone started work after the Chinese New Year break. This was followed quickly by the Prophet Muhammad’s Birthday and Thaipusam holidays the last two days. That’s really one holiday after another. Little wonder than that people find it so difficult to get into the groove at work.

But holidays like this are also the best time for family get-together, perhaps a holiday away from home. And if you are like me who loves to travel independently instead of following tour groups, online travel guide is something I cannot live without. I will plan my itinerary with the help of travel website and get inside tips from those who’ve been there, done that. And of course, when deciding on which hotels to choose from the myriads of accommodation choices available, again, I’ll turn to hotel reviews online.

My criteria for accommodation choice is pretty simple – I don’t need hotels with fancy decorations, nor facilities such as fitness centre, business centre or different types of restaurants. My main criteria is that the room, and the bathroom and toilet, must be clean. Swimming pool is a must if I travel with the girls, but otherwise, I don’t mind a hotel without a pool too.

For those contemplating going it on your own for your next holiday, I’d say “Go for it!” so you have the freedom to do and see what you like, and decide on your own time to start and end each day, instead of being bound by the fixed travel itinerary. But make sure you plan well in advance to ensure you have an enjoyable holiday.

Crafts

Few months back, Yiu Yiu began to not look forward to her art class, as she claimed that she doesn’t like drawing and colouring.  Instead, she said she’s interested in doing crafts so we changed her to the craft class at the same art centre.

Here are some of her handiwork since she started attending the craft class.

Molten lava cake

A pair of butterfly sandals

Hanging Butterflies decorative item, fishy key chain and rabbity stone (or perhaps paper weight?)

Pop-out birthday card and recycled paper bag

Another rabbity pencil/pen holder

 Treasure chest

CNY decoration

Conversation with my 2.5 year old

Mums are allowed to be biased right, so this is one of those “I’m biased” post.

I think Yan Yan speaks really well for her age.  She speaks in full sentences, and freely says “xie-xie” for everything that anyone gives to her.  And when she wants something and we say no, she’ll pout her lips, clasp her hands together and pleads, “Uh, please…please la!”  Cuteness!  Here are some snippets of our conversation.

She loves to kepoh whenever I make milk for her, and always insist on scooping the powder into her milk bottle.

Yan Yan: Let me put, let me put.

Mummy: No lah, mei-mei.  Afterwards you mess up the whole place.

Yan Yan: I will put PROPERLY loh (and flash her cheeky grin).

When I fetched her from babysitter one day, and one of her slippers was hidden beneath a bag.  So she asked, “Aunty, where is my shoe?”

I was on my laptop one night while the little one lies on my lap and chatted with me.  She started pointing to her body parts and wanted me to say them out loud.  When she reached her legs, she thrusted her right knee to my face and asked, “This one leh?” to which I just casually answered leg.  She did the same thing with her left knee and I replied the same.  She finally pointed her feet up and asked, “This one leh?” and again I answered “Leg” (bad mummy!).  To my surprise, she replied, “No ah, feet ah!”  Ooops!  My 2.5 year old correcting her mum’s vocabulary.

When she has something for me, she’ll run to me and say, “Mummy, I have something for you.”

She wanted to play with the play dough and I said no, coz it was way past her bedtime and I was tired and didn’t wish to clean up after her.  She pleaded, “Let me play la.  Play little while only la.”

She was looking through her jie-jie wallet and saw an Angry Bird sticker inside:

Yan Yan: Why got Angry Bird inside one?

Mummy: I don’t know.

Yan Yan: Teacher give him (her) one ah?

And here’s Yan Yan wishing everyone a happy, healthy and prosperous year of the water dragon.

Making kuih kapit

When I was in my teens and early adulthood, every year without fail, we will make kuih kapit aka love letters for Chinese New Year.  Somehow when the kids came along and we got busier and busier with other commitments, we stopped making this the last few years.

Few weeks ago, mum casually asked if we wanted to make kuih kapit this year, so elder sis and I jumped at the suggestion, for memories’ sake J  And so, we embarked on this last Sunday.  We started firing up the stove, which was fabricated 15-20 years ago, at about 10.30am.

Mum preparing the canisters for storing kuih kapit

Unfortunately, we had a hard time doing so, possibly because we used old charcoal, and mum had forgotten to sun dry them prior to use.  After 1.5 hours of failing to ignite the fire, I decided to drive out to buy some “fresh” charcoal.  When I got back 10-15mins later, mum and sis had finally managed to get the charcoal burning and had successfully made several pieces.

Anyway, we worked for about four hours and produced these.

 

Along the way, some slightly burnt ones went into their tum tum.  Mum boiled some herbal tea the next day to ensure the girls don’t get too heaty.

Random updates of my 2.5-year old

I’ve been terribly slack in keeping tabs of Yan Yan’s progress, and I also noticed that I’ve not written about her for such a long time, so here’s a post dedicated to her.

She’s almost 2.5 years now and has very pronounced terrible two syndromes.  Among other things, she bites her jie-jie when she doesn’t get her way and throws things when she’s unhappy.  Because of these bad behaviours, she’s been smacked umpteenth times.  I don’t remember having to smack her jie-jie much those days.  The one thing that will put her in her place is when her jie-jie picks up the phone and pretends to call the police.  She falls for it every single time and would quickly stop misbehaving.  Ha ha!  Lets see how long more will this trick last.  Threatening her with the cane only works sometimes.


She also has a very short fuse and terrible temper – and it’s unusual to hear her scream out of nowhere whenever she’s frustrated when she cannot get things done.  And whenever she knows I'm angry with her and glare at her, she’ll close her eyes with her hands, behaving like an ostrich - I don't see you means you can't see me too :-)

Physically, she’s really strong and whenever she wants something and we try to take it away from her, we would be involved in a tug of war. But funnily enough, she’s a real scaredy cat – she wouldn’t go near the water at the pool or beach, and wouldn’t ride or even go near the horse and elephant that her jie-jie was so excited about!

She’s almost fully toilet trained, but we will put on diapers for her at night, as well as when we go out for a long period of time.  But most time, she refuses to pee in the diapers and insist that we bring her to the toilet.  The last few nights, she refused to wear the diapers to sleep and to our surprise, we didn’t have any accident.  Her pooing however, is my Achilles’ heel – she takes forever to poo poo, and it’s pure torture especially when we are out with dirty toilets and I have to carry her over the toilet seat.  Each time, I’d come out from the toilet wet with perspiration while she’d be humming happily.  These are the times when I wished she’s a boy, so that toilet duty can be delegated to the father!

She loves to sing and hum, and dance.  Her favourite song at the moment is “Rhythm of the Falling Rain” where she’ll twirl around the room holding her mini Barbie umbrella.

And oh, how she loves to talk!  She even tells us stories made up in her own fantasy like, “Mummy, yesterday I went to a party.  Yadda yadda yadda…” Or when she watches DVD, she’ll tell us what will happen in the next scene like, “Afterwards they will go dancing.”  She’s also a social butterfly who waves her hand to almost anyone when we are out.


When she was little, she used to be a good eater, but now, it’s getting increasingly difficult to get her to finish her meal.  And when we try to coax her to eat just a few more scoops, she’d just close her mouth with her hands!

Teeth extraction

A day before school reopened, babysitter noticed that one of Yiu Yiu’s permanent lower central incisors has sprouted and is growing behind her current milk teeth with the other one just about to cut through her gums.

I took her to the dentist last Saturday and we were advised to extract both lower central incisors to make way for the permanent ones.  Yiu Yiu was extremely nervous about it and she kept saying that she didn’t want to pull out her teeth, that she wanted to let them fall off on their own. The dentist and I reasoned with her that the teeth needed to be extracted so that her permanent teeth will have space to grow – otherwise she would end up with uneven teeth, so she reluctantly agreed.

The dentist explained the procedure to her and informed her she’ll be injecting some medicine into her gums and we assured her that it would not cause too much pain – just like an ant bite. However, when the needle was inserted into her gum, she cried out really loud. It must have hurt a lot, so not merely an ant bite :-(

She was still crying after the injection so the dentist tried to calm her down and asked her to choose a gift from her treasure box. We needed to wait a couple of minutes anyway, for the anaesthetic to work before jabbing in twice more. The pain must have subsided by then as she was back to her usual chirpy self. When it was time for the second and third jab, the dentist assured her that her gum had gone to sleep and she would not feel any pain and the two jabs went in smoothly. She didn’t like the taste of the anaesthetic in her mouth though, complaining that it was salty and had to keep rinsing her mouth.

She asked what the dentist would do next, and when told that it was time to extract her teeth, she got really terrified – kept saying that she didn’t want to do it, and even said that she’d prefer that I pull her teeth out with a string, coz I related to her how her kindy friend got his loose tooth pulled out. It took some time to calm her down, and I was also getting anxious as I was worried that the numbness would wear off. I think what did the trick was that we told her if she didn’t pull them out then, we would have to make another trip and she had to go through another round of painful injection!

Very reluctantly she leaned back against the chair. We asked her to close her eyes but she insisted on seeing the tool that the dentist was holding. I guess she needed to anticipate what exactly would happen next so the dentist obliged and showed her the flat spatula-like tool that she would use to loosen her teeth, and she cringed slightly during the procedure. She was on the verge of crying again when shown the dental forcep that would be used to extract the teeth and we reassured her that she would not feel any pain. She groaned a bit during the extraction, and after that, commented that it was painful but I’m guessing she just felt the tugging action rather than real pain.

The anaesthetic injection, and extraction

Look at her solemn and pitiful face.  Can you spot the teary eye as well?

The dentist placed the teeth in a bag for her, and asked her to put them under her pillow for the tooth fairy. I chipped in and said, “The tooth fairy with exchange the teeth with a gift for you.” She threw me an incredulous look and said, “But I thought you said there’s no such thing as fairies in this world.”  Ooppss!

(She watches this movie and asked me before if fairies were real and I told her NO)

So that’s how my firstborn lost her first milk teeth. The experience must have been quite distressing for her! I hope it didn't scare her off too much to the extent she develops a phobia of visiting dentists in the future, coz she has always been a good patient. Read about her previous encounters here, here and here.