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September 13, 2012
March 24, 2011
Random Thoughts
Snow in March. Yay. First day of spring this past Monday and we got snow. Okaay. You'd figure that would be a one-time fluke, right? Nope. Snow again 2 more times this week. At least it's sunny now. Hopefully it'll get warmer after this but nope. I heard from someone that it's going to snow again on Sunday. Is the world ending? The sky is falling! Will everything go kaput in 2012? Ugh.
Wow, I'm blogging again. Will wonders never cease! Hehehe. It'll be dead at work today and tomorrow. I might as well take advantage of this time instead of shopping online.
We need to save money and I need to stop spending...but all those online sales are so so so evil. *sigh* And Amazon! Arrrghhh. We finally agreed to my parents to purchase the house from them. I was thinking about other alternatives but in the end, the house won out. I grew up in this house, I grew up in the neighborhood, went to the nearby school. This places holds dear to my heart. Also, you can't beat the area. Lotsa Asian foods and groceries are close by and it's a great location.
Carey has his 21-month well appointment next week. Time flies way too fast. He's no longer a baby but a little boy. He's not talking yet but mainly babbling in his baby babble and an occasional word like "Cow" or "Daddy!!!" No Mommy yet. *sigh* He's still very sweet and so lovable! I'm already brainstorming ideas for his second birthday! We are thinking about enrolling him in daycare so we'll going to check out one next week. My mom is tired from caring for him because he is more than a handful. A ball of energy! And it's time for him to learn some social manners and more stuff from teachers. I'm hoping it works out!
Last week, I jumped on an Amazon deal: Spracht Aura BluNote Portable Speaker. It was only $35 from $129.99! Good deal! I wasn't sure if I should jump on it but did after reading all the stellar reviews and such. Also, it sold out pretty quickly. After all, it must be a good deal if everyone's jumping on it right? I've been wanting to get some portable speakers for the Ipad but this works for any Bluetooth enabled device. I hooked my IPhone 4 to it when I received it. It's pretty easy to connect. You can either plug it into the wall or use 4 AA batteries to make it wireless. The sound is very good for a portable speaker and it's small enough to bring it with you on short or long trips. I tested a variety of music on it and it all sounded great. I'm very happy with this product!
My JBL ipod speaker finally died after so many years. I mean, it still plays music but it no longer charges the Ipod anymore. :( I was solely using this in Carey's bedroom to play his lullabys all night when he sleeps or during his naps but it's been dying out after 4 hours since it doesn't charge. Luckily for me, I've been a Sony credit card holder for about ten years and I had some points stacked up. I used my points and got the Sony Clock Radio with the Ipod dock:
This clock is awesome! I just plugged it in and voila, the time is already set for me. Wow! LOL. The reviews complained of the brightness of the numbers in the dark but it works fine in a baby's room because it's like a small nightlight. I guess if you can't sleep unless it's really dark in your room, don't get it, but it works great for us. It's also a CD player too. Win win! Love it!
I love it when I'm happy with my purchases. Hehe!
Off to lunch to get my Tenka deal of free dumplings from the Bian Dang truck. Hehehe.
Wow, I'm blogging again. Will wonders never cease! Hehehe. It'll be dead at work today and tomorrow. I might as well take advantage of this time instead of shopping online.
We need to save money and I need to stop spending...but all those online sales are so so so evil. *sigh* And Amazon! Arrrghhh. We finally agreed to my parents to purchase the house from them. I was thinking about other alternatives but in the end, the house won out. I grew up in this house, I grew up in the neighborhood, went to the nearby school. This places holds dear to my heart. Also, you can't beat the area. Lotsa Asian foods and groceries are close by and it's a great location.
Carey has his 21-month well appointment next week. Time flies way too fast. He's no longer a baby but a little boy. He's not talking yet but mainly babbling in his baby babble and an occasional word like "Cow" or "Daddy!!!" No Mommy yet. *sigh* He's still very sweet and so lovable! I'm already brainstorming ideas for his second birthday! We are thinking about enrolling him in daycare so we'll going to check out one next week. My mom is tired from caring for him because he is more than a handful. A ball of energy! And it's time for him to learn some social manners and more stuff from teachers. I'm hoping it works out!
My JBL ipod speaker finally died after so many years. I mean, it still plays music but it no longer charges the Ipod anymore. :( I was solely using this in Carey's bedroom to play his lullabys all night when he sleeps or during his naps but it's been dying out after 4 hours since it doesn't charge. Luckily for me, I've been a Sony credit card holder for about ten years and I had some points stacked up. I used my points and got the Sony Clock Radio with the Ipod dock:
I love it when I'm happy with my purchases. Hehe!
Off to lunch to get my Tenka deal of free dumplings from the Bian Dang truck. Hehehe.
March 14, 2011
Review: Maybelline SuperStay 24 Lip color (BzzAgent)
I used to review products and stuff on my prior blogs so I figured I might as well do it officially. I recently joined BzzAgent, which is a marketing company based on word-of-mouth. Basically you join and become an Agent and you're invited to test out products. If you're interested in a campaign, you need to fill out an online survey and then they'll send the products to you. Your job, as an agent, is to test out the products and tell people about it by writing reviews or just spreading the news via word-of-mouth by Facebook, Twitter, etc.
This is my very first review. :)
I was invited to join the Maybelline SuperStay 24 lip color campaign. I was a little ambivalent because I haven't found any lip colors/gloss that I like. I've just been using CG Bigelow's lip tint for the past few years. Prior to that, I was using Revlon ColorStay but I stopped using that because I didn't like how it made my lips cakey and dry. I also noticed that the lip applicator was similar to a lip gloss applicator and I wasn't looking forward to that due to past experiences of gunky and sticky lip gloss that made my hair stick to my lips like glue. Not pleasant! However, I thought I'd have nothing to lose by just trying it. I can always give a bad review if I really didn't like the product.
My BzzKit arrived earlier this week. In the package was an informative booklet about the lip color and 4 different shades. Wear on Wildberry, Everlasting Wine, Forever Chestnut & Timeless Rose. I was very tempted to keep all 4 shades since they were all very nice colors but in the end, I kept Wear on Wildberry & Everlasting Wine. I tried on Wear on Wildberry first as it was more similar to my lip color without being too drastic. I loved how the color went on thinly and dried in a minute or two. I noticed that if I blot the lip color first (something I forgot to do because it's been so long since I've worn actual lip color) before putting on the lip balm part of the lip color, it wouldn't get overly gunky. I was also surprised that the lip color smelled good, like watermelon or strawberries.
I tried on Everlasting Wine the next day and it's similar to the color I used to wear, back in the day when I used to wear color on my lips. I think I would prefer to use this color in a non workplace area. My colleagues did indeed notice I was wearing a new lip color and complimented me on it to which I shared them the product and even gave her one of the extra samples I received.
The color does stay on my lips! The only time it would come off was when I ate something and wiped my mouth with a napkin. It does not dry out my lips, nor is it cakey or gunky and my hair no longer sticks to my lips as it did with other products. I really enjoy this product and now I'm back to wearing makeup because of this product. I have already recommended this product to my friends and family and will continue to do so.
I highly recommend!
This is my very first review. :)
- Maybelline SuperStay 24
My BzzKit arrived earlier this week. In the package was an informative booklet about the lip color and 4 different shades. Wear on Wildberry, Everlasting Wine, Forever Chestnut & Timeless Rose. I was very tempted to keep all 4 shades since they were all very nice colors but in the end, I kept Wear on Wildberry & Everlasting Wine. I tried on Wear on Wildberry first as it was more similar to my lip color without being too drastic. I loved how the color went on thinly and dried in a minute or two. I noticed that if I blot the lip color first (something I forgot to do because it's been so long since I've worn actual lip color) before putting on the lip balm part of the lip color, it wouldn't get overly gunky. I was also surprised that the lip color smelled good, like watermelon or strawberries.
I tried on Everlasting Wine the next day and it's similar to the color I used to wear, back in the day when I used to wear color on my lips. I think I would prefer to use this color in a non workplace area. My colleagues did indeed notice I was wearing a new lip color and complimented me on it to which I shared them the product and even gave her one of the extra samples I received.
The color does stay on my lips! The only time it would come off was when I ate something and wiped my mouth with a napkin. It does not dry out my lips, nor is it cakey or gunky and my hair no longer sticks to my lips as it did with other products. I really enjoy this product and now I'm back to wearing makeup because of this product. I have already recommended this product to my friends and family and will continue to do so.
I highly recommend!
March 10, 2011
Wordpress
Please don't hate me but I've created an account at Wordpress...
http://babydot74.wordpress.com/
*hides*
http://babydot74.wordpress.com/
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Time Flies Big Time
March 2011, already? Ok, at this rate I guess I'll be blogging every 6 months but I want to blog regularly. It's hard to find time to blog when you have no access at work. Does anyone use Xanga anymore?
I realized that I haven't even blogged about Carey's 18 month stats. Doh. At the end of this month, he'll be heading off to his 21 month well appointment. Can you believe he's almost 2? I'm already brainstorming ideas for his birthday party in May. Craziness.
Here are Carey's 18 month stats:
Weight: 21 lbs, 9 oz
Length: 31.25 inches
Head size: 18.70 inches (47.5 cm)
From what I hear, he's still "small" compared to other kids his age but I fail to see that in Gymboree class, etc. He's uber heavy now to carry. Before I could carry him with one arm with ease but now I find myself sore if I've carried him for a long time. Luckily for us, he loves to run around. Yes, run! We pretty much ditched the stroller since he refuses to sit in there anymore. He prefers to walk. My mom tells me they take walks around the neighborhood and he is able to walk/run thru the whole circle w/o tiring once. That's awesome! I remember when kids start walking, they get tired after a short time and then you're stuck carrying them. That's not so for my baby! He can even do somersaults. I don't think he does them on purpose tho. He also loves to run in circles and shake his head. I think he likes the feeling of being dizzy. I know, he's a strange boy.
Physically, he's doing great. He's not talking so much though. I mean, he IS talking but he's talking in his baby language all the time. But he knows a few words tho. He knows:
"Daddy": =( for me. I think he's picked that up before "Mama" or "Mommy" because I am constantly referring to Meanie as "Daddy".
"Please": = although it comes out as "Pree", hehe
"Cow": He likes to say that alot and he knows what it is, too, cuz when a cow comes on TV in Baby Einstein, which he still loves btw, he'll say "Cow" alot and will sometimes "Moo" afterwards. LOL
He knows a bunch of other words too but I can't remember them right now. He doesn't say them all the time. It's like he circulates the words he knows. I taught him "Duck" yesterday but I don't think he can do the "ck" sound yet so it comes out as "Duhhh". Hahahah.
He's trying to talk, at least, but he doesn't compare to little girls around his age who can speak sentences already! I know that boys, in general, are just slower. But he understands us and he listens to us, so that's a good thing.
Carey's got most of his teeth except the 2nd molars and the back molars but I think they're coming in right now because he's constantly drooling like a waterfall. He eats what he eats but Mom still insists on pureeing his food because "it takes him too long to eat" regular stuff....*rolls eyes* So impatient. Now I know where my impatience comes from! He's still on the bottle though. I have all sorts of sippy/straw cups at home but none of them work on him. *sigh* but right now he's losing interest in the binky which is great news!
My boy loves to read! He will actually drop a toy to grab a book. My inlaws marvel about that. I'm really happy he picked up my love for books. Yay! But he still loves his toys. He's the typical boy. He loves everything with wheels and even plays with his cars, like his cousin - Lying flat on his stomach to push his cars and watching the wheels turn.
: )
Ok, enuf about Carey. Hehehe.
I've joined BzzAgent just recently. I figured since I used to do reviews on my blog on Xanga, I might as well start doing this officially. Basically it's a marketing ploy based on word-of-mouth. So people who join will have the chance to review products and stuff and get other people to buy it.
Currently I am testing out Maybelline SuperStay 24™ 2-Step Lipcolor. I will post up a review here and other places so people can see it. So far I am happy with it!
Will blog soon again, I promise! :)
I realized that I haven't even blogged about Carey's 18 month stats. Doh. At the end of this month, he'll be heading off to his 21 month well appointment. Can you believe he's almost 2? I'm already brainstorming ideas for his birthday party in May. Craziness.
Here are Carey's 18 month stats:
Weight: 21 lbs, 9 oz
Length: 31.25 inches
Head size: 18.70 inches (47.5 cm)
From what I hear, he's still "small" compared to other kids his age but I fail to see that in Gymboree class, etc. He's uber heavy now to carry. Before I could carry him with one arm with ease but now I find myself sore if I've carried him for a long time. Luckily for us, he loves to run around. Yes, run! We pretty much ditched the stroller since he refuses to sit in there anymore. He prefers to walk. My mom tells me they take walks around the neighborhood and he is able to walk/run thru the whole circle w/o tiring once. That's awesome! I remember when kids start walking, they get tired after a short time and then you're stuck carrying them. That's not so for my baby! He can even do somersaults. I don't think he does them on purpose tho. He also loves to run in circles and shake his head. I think he likes the feeling of being dizzy. I know, he's a strange boy.
Physically, he's doing great. He's not talking so much though. I mean, he IS talking but he's talking in his baby language all the time. But he knows a few words tho. He knows:
"Daddy": =( for me. I think he's picked that up before "Mama" or "Mommy" because I am constantly referring to Meanie as "Daddy".
"Please": = although it comes out as "Pree", hehe
"Cow": He likes to say that alot and he knows what it is, too, cuz when a cow comes on TV in Baby Einstein, which he still loves btw, he'll say "Cow" alot and will sometimes "Moo" afterwards. LOL
He knows a bunch of other words too but I can't remember them right now. He doesn't say them all the time. It's like he circulates the words he knows. I taught him "Duck" yesterday but I don't think he can do the "ck" sound yet so it comes out as "Duhhh". Hahahah.
He's trying to talk, at least, but he doesn't compare to little girls around his age who can speak sentences already! I know that boys, in general, are just slower. But he understands us and he listens to us, so that's a good thing.
Carey's got most of his teeth except the 2nd molars and the back molars but I think they're coming in right now because he's constantly drooling like a waterfall. He eats what he eats but Mom still insists on pureeing his food because "it takes him too long to eat" regular stuff....*rolls eyes* So impatient. Now I know where my impatience comes from! He's still on the bottle though. I have all sorts of sippy/straw cups at home but none of them work on him. *sigh* but right now he's losing interest in the binky which is great news!
My boy loves to read! He will actually drop a toy to grab a book. My inlaws marvel about that. I'm really happy he picked up my love for books. Yay! But he still loves his toys. He's the typical boy. He loves everything with wheels and even plays with his cars, like his cousin - Lying flat on his stomach to push his cars and watching the wheels turn.
: )
Ok, enuf about Carey. Hehehe.
I've joined BzzAgent just recently. I figured since I used to do reviews on my blog on Xanga, I might as well start doing this officially. Basically it's a marketing ploy based on word-of-mouth. So people who join will have the chance to review products and stuff and get other people to buy it.
Currently I am testing out Maybelline SuperStay 24™ 2-Step Lipcolor. I will post up a review here and other places so people can see it. So far I am happy with it!
Will blog soon again, I promise! :)
September 8, 2010
Summer's Over
Wow, September already. This morning I saw kids waiting for the school bus. This summer flew on by! I really hope the nasty humid and hot weather is gone for good though. I'm so ready for cooler weather!
Let's see...any updates. Carey had his 15-month well appointment last Friday. Here are his stats:
Weight: 20 lbs, 10.5 oz (under 6.7%)
Height: 30 inches (14.6%)
Head Circumference: 47 cm (47.4%)
I thought he would weigh a little more than that but the dr said that when they get to a certain age, they stop gaining pounds rapidly. According to his chart, he is doing just fine. Every time I go in for a well check-up for Carey, my family always asks...how much percentage are his measurements? They just don't do that for preemies cuz it's going to be tiny tiny. This is the first time I looked it up and yep, tiny, except for his head. My baby has a big head, big hands and feet. And he's pretty tall!
My boy eats a TON and drinks a TON of milk. They say you should limit the amount of whole milk to only 16-24 oz a day to prevent iron deficiency. We've been doing that but lately, Carey wants more milk at night time. He'll scream when he finds out there's no more milk in his bottle and I have to scramble quickly to get him more or else he'll never stop screaming. I know I have to transition him to a cup instead of a bottle but it sucks when my mom refuses to do that cuz it's easier for her to give him the bottle. *sigh* I'll have to transition him myself when I'm home for a week at the end of the month.
I searched on google and you never read that their kids love milk too much. Only that kids refuse to drink milk. I was one of those kids. I hated milk but I got my calcium via yogurt and cheese, which I loved. My sister hated all dairy and she's shorter than me. Haha. But the only people I know who loved milk are my cousin, Snot, who is very tall; and Meanie, who's also very tall. I keep on hearing stories from Meanie that his father had to buy a bunch of milk several times a week cuz he would suck it all down. I think that's what Carey's starting to do. I buy the 3-pack organic whole milk from Costco and that should last me for a week but sometimes it doesn't and I have to run to the grocery store to get a gallon of organic whole milk. Gack. At least it's cheaper than formula!
Carey's got a lot of teeth. Almost a full mouth. His molars have come in and the ones in between are coming in now. It's like they all popped up all at one time. And I can't pry open his mouth like a circus lion to monitor these things. I found out when Carey got his vaccines on Friday - measles, chicken pox, flu and Hep A (just in case because we are going to Cancun in November) - when he was screaming his little lungs out, I peered into his mouth and saw all these teeth coming out! That boy inhales his food. I don't know if he chews or not but it's gone in seconds, esp if he really likes it.
It's funny cuz I was reading an old post of mine during my pregnancy about how whenever I ate food, baby would jump around all over in my uterus as if he were excited. And if I forget to eat or if I was too lazy to get food, I would get a kick from the uterus telling me that I need to feed him. And I said that my kid would prolly be a foodie. Boy, was I right or what?
His palate is more like an adult's. He can eat scallions, onions, garlic and ginger with no problems at all. He loves Asian food, Taiwanese and Vietnamese, and he also likes the American stuff. He had Costco pizza for the first time over the weekend and he looked so happy. I think his favorite foods are watermelon (such a happy happy face when he's eating it) and oranges. It's funny cuz I was snarfing those 2 things like candy while I was preggers. He prolly likes pomelo, too, but we haven't given him any. I was eating pomelos for dinner when I was preggers. Grapefruit if I couldn't find any. I craved for it. Heheh.
But overall, Carey is doing well. The dr wants him to speak more and know more words. He has said some words but he hasn't said them again. He's already said "Bad" (lol), "Red", "Green" (at Meanie's prompting), "Milk", "Mama", "Meh". He says "Meh" alot and it seems like he says it towards me. I wonder if he knows that "Meh" means Mom in Vietnamese. I dunno if he's saying that for me or if he's just babbling. We tell him to say "Mama" but "Meh" comes out instead most of the times. The dr also wants me to let him feed himself. *cringe* Guess I'll be doing a lot of cleaning during my vacation. It doesn't help that Carey refuses to sit at his high chair, too. So it's kinda hard to let him feed himself with a utensil!
He is officially walking! He's very steady on his feet and can officially walk from person to person. But now that he's kinda mastered walking, my daredevil son has been trying to walk up and down the stairs, only to fail. : ( My poor baby! He seems to have inherited his mother's and father's clumsiness and has constant booboo's and bruises. In fact, he had cut his foot on something several weeks ago and we had no idea what it was. It got infected and it swelled up and got red. I even had to call the doctor's office to see what we could do for it and they said warm compresses and Neosporin. The infection eventually broke and now it's healing up nicely. But I don't think he was bothered by any of it. He has a high pain threshold!
Now that it's officially cooler in the mornings and nights, I like to put BabyLegs legwarmers on him.
These are so covenient! I just slip these on, instead of pants, and he's good to go. They also protect his knees and legs when he's crawling on hard wood floor. And if his feet are a little chilly, I pull them over the heels of his feet, too. And yeah, adults can wear them on your arms, too! They have very cute designs and patterns.
These Cocolo bears are Carey's most prized possession. Actually, the bears aren't the prized possssions but the blankies they are holding are Carey's most prized possession. He received one of these bears last year from a friend of ours. He used to love the bear but now it's hanging out in his playroom somewhere. But the blankie has become his "nigh-nigh", his lovey, his security blanket. He's totally like Linus from Peanuts. It didn't cross my mind to get several duplicates until he started getting a rash on his face from the blankie. He would drag his blankie everywhere, mop the floors with it, etc, so god knows what sorts of nasties are on his lovey. It took some work tracking these doods down but thankfully Snot found them on Ebay. I promptly paid for 2 of these doods and now I have 3 loveys for Carey so I can swap them out for washes. I've heard stories where extra loveys have backfired because the kids know the difference but luckily for me, Carey still loves them all!
This is the Cloud B Lavender Lab pillow. I know young kids shouldn't be sleeping with pillows but Carey's been a pillow sleeper ever since he started co-sleeping with us. Even those rare times when he slept in his crib, he always used his bumpers as a pillow, not as a bumper. But Carey loves this. Not only cuz it's in puppy form, but that it's soft and cuddly and he does use it as a pillow! It's so adorable when I check on his while he's sleeping and he's hugging his pillow and using it. : )
Carey is a puppy fiend. All his stuffies, pillows, etc are all puppies or dogs. You know if something has Carey's seal of approval when he nuzzles them nose to nose. It's sooo soo cute. These 2 are the only exceptions that he loves that aren't puppies:
His baby seal and shark Lubies. He likes to chomp on noses, too. Stuffy's noses, not human noses. Phew!
Here are his puppy friends:
(From top to bottom: Spunky - Gund blanket; Carter Baby Puppy Lovey; North American Bear Co. Pastel Pancake Puppy with Blanket)
Everything else that he dislikes is beaten up and then thrown out of his view. Hee hee.
Let's see...any updates. Carey had his 15-month well appointment last Friday. Here are his stats:
Weight: 20 lbs, 10.5 oz (under 6.7%)
Height: 30 inches (14.6%)
Head Circumference: 47 cm (47.4%)
I thought he would weigh a little more than that but the dr said that when they get to a certain age, they stop gaining pounds rapidly. According to his chart, he is doing just fine. Every time I go in for a well check-up for Carey, my family always asks...how much percentage are his measurements? They just don't do that for preemies cuz it's going to be tiny tiny. This is the first time I looked it up and yep, tiny, except for his head. My baby has a big head, big hands and feet. And he's pretty tall!
My boy eats a TON and drinks a TON of milk. They say you should limit the amount of whole milk to only 16-24 oz a day to prevent iron deficiency. We've been doing that but lately, Carey wants more milk at night time. He'll scream when he finds out there's no more milk in his bottle and I have to scramble quickly to get him more or else he'll never stop screaming. I know I have to transition him to a cup instead of a bottle but it sucks when my mom refuses to do that cuz it's easier for her to give him the bottle. *sigh* I'll have to transition him myself when I'm home for a week at the end of the month.
I searched on google and you never read that their kids love milk too much. Only that kids refuse to drink milk. I was one of those kids. I hated milk but I got my calcium via yogurt and cheese, which I loved. My sister hated all dairy and she's shorter than me. Haha. But the only people I know who loved milk are my cousin, Snot, who is very tall; and Meanie, who's also very tall. I keep on hearing stories from Meanie that his father had to buy a bunch of milk several times a week cuz he would suck it all down. I think that's what Carey's starting to do. I buy the 3-pack organic whole milk from Costco and that should last me for a week but sometimes it doesn't and I have to run to the grocery store to get a gallon of organic whole milk. Gack. At least it's cheaper than formula!
Carey's got a lot of teeth. Almost a full mouth. His molars have come in and the ones in between are coming in now. It's like they all popped up all at one time. And I can't pry open his mouth like a circus lion to monitor these things. I found out when Carey got his vaccines on Friday - measles, chicken pox, flu and Hep A (just in case because we are going to Cancun in November) - when he was screaming his little lungs out, I peered into his mouth and saw all these teeth coming out! That boy inhales his food. I don't know if he chews or not but it's gone in seconds, esp if he really likes it.
It's funny cuz I was reading an old post of mine during my pregnancy about how whenever I ate food, baby would jump around all over in my uterus as if he were excited. And if I forget to eat or if I was too lazy to get food, I would get a kick from the uterus telling me that I need to feed him. And I said that my kid would prolly be a foodie. Boy, was I right or what?
His palate is more like an adult's. He can eat scallions, onions, garlic and ginger with no problems at all. He loves Asian food, Taiwanese and Vietnamese, and he also likes the American stuff. He had Costco pizza for the first time over the weekend and he looked so happy. I think his favorite foods are watermelon (such a happy happy face when he's eating it) and oranges. It's funny cuz I was snarfing those 2 things like candy while I was preggers. He prolly likes pomelo, too, but we haven't given him any. I was eating pomelos for dinner when I was preggers. Grapefruit if I couldn't find any. I craved for it. Heheh.
But overall, Carey is doing well. The dr wants him to speak more and know more words. He has said some words but he hasn't said them again. He's already said "Bad" (lol), "Red", "Green" (at Meanie's prompting), "Milk", "Mama", "Meh". He says "Meh" alot and it seems like he says it towards me. I wonder if he knows that "Meh" means Mom in Vietnamese. I dunno if he's saying that for me or if he's just babbling. We tell him to say "Mama" but "Meh" comes out instead most of the times. The dr also wants me to let him feed himself. *cringe* Guess I'll be doing a lot of cleaning during my vacation. It doesn't help that Carey refuses to sit at his high chair, too. So it's kinda hard to let him feed himself with a utensil!
He is officially walking! He's very steady on his feet and can officially walk from person to person. But now that he's kinda mastered walking, my daredevil son has been trying to walk up and down the stairs, only to fail. : ( My poor baby! He seems to have inherited his mother's and father's clumsiness and has constant booboo's and bruises. In fact, he had cut his foot on something several weeks ago and we had no idea what it was. It got infected and it swelled up and got red. I even had to call the doctor's office to see what we could do for it and they said warm compresses and Neosporin. The infection eventually broke and now it's healing up nicely. But I don't think he was bothered by any of it. He has a high pain threshold!
Now that it's officially cooler in the mornings and nights, I like to put BabyLegs legwarmers on him.
Carey is a puppy fiend. All his stuffies, pillows, etc are all puppies or dogs. You know if something has Carey's seal of approval when he nuzzles them nose to nose. It's sooo soo cute. These 2 are the only exceptions that he loves that aren't puppies:
Here are his puppy friends:
Everything else that he dislikes is beaten up and then thrown out of his view. Hee hee.
August 16, 2010
First Word and First Steps
Yesterday, Carey said his first word! How exciting, right? You always imagine this type of situation. You think that your baby will say "Mama" or "Dada" as their first word or something just as innocuous. But nope, not my baby.
Carey was a terror yesterday. He was getting into everything, chewing on everything and every time he got his hands on something - a remote control, telephone, etc. - he would throw it on the floor, really hard. He wouldn't stay still during his diaper changes, esp the poop ones, which could get very messy with a very wriggly baby, he wouldn't nap even when he was obviously so tired, he just wouldn't sit still. Meanie and I were really exhausted yesterday so we fell asleep at different times cuz one of us had to be awake to take care of Carey. I had just woken up from a nap and Meanie basically plunked him down in my lap with a smelly poop diaper and tried to get some Zzz's as I took over. Nice rude awakening, huh? And Carey started behaving really bad after that. I couldn't even get a clean diaper on cuz he was rolling this way and that and he wouldn't stop grabbing stuff, so I decided to give him his very first time-out in a corner of his room. Unfortunately, every corner of his room has crap in it so he was playing with everything. To which I would snatch whatever he grabbed and throw it back where it belong. So here I am, obvious mom-out-of-control, screaming at the diaper-less baby that he's a bad boy and boy decided to crumple in this dramatic heap and starts screeching in protest.
Meanie decides to give him a shower so I haul the bad boy up and Carey has this habit of totally relaxing every limb of his body so he hangs like a limp noodle so he eventually falls out of my grasp. So freaking infuriating. And I transfer over the "package" to Meanie who's getting ready to shower with the baby and I'm screaming at Carey that he's a really bad boy, so bad, BAD BOY!!"
And that's when Carey decides to stay his first word ever, "BAD!!" And he said it so clearly and well, too. Meanie looked up all surprised cuz that's his first word ever and I knew I had to go on scolding or else I would have cracked up, too. So I scream, "That's right, you are bad! Bad boy!!!" *stomps away*
It is soo hard to stay angry at such a little boy that's so cute with those big and innocent eyes! He's going to be a trouble maker and is going to get away with it all. Argh. And what do you do to discipline your child when screaming/scolding doesn't do anything, neither does spanking on the butt. Whenever I scolded him or spanked him on the butt, he would just turn around and start laffing. He thought I was playing with him. How am I going to discipline this child if I cannot instill any sort of fear in him? I/we have our work cut out in front of us. Oh boy.
Have you ever seen "Bambi" and that scene where he starts to say his first words? That scene totally reminds me of Carey saying "Bad!!" LOL
He's not full fledged walking yet. I think he knows how to but is just lazy. But he can do about 6 steps without falling. He can walk a short distance from me to Meanie or vice versa. He'll be running in no time, I'm sure, and that's when I'll really have my hands full.
This past weekend, we had company and I left Carey in the care of friends while they were snacking from the table. We just said no nuts and no shrimp for Carey so they left Carey with free reign of the table, except by the shrimp cocktail. I stepped in to drop some more food on the table and I see Carey..eating something. I"m like, what is he eating??!!?! Turned out he was fishing in the bowl of Pop Chips or Pita Chips and stuffing whole chips in his mouth!!! It's the most hilarious thing to see Carey stuff a big Pop Chip in his little baby mouth. It sorta resembles a hamster trying to fit a huge sunflower seed in the cheek-pouch.
Such a curious little boy! I love him so much! Even when he's bad. <3
Carey was a terror yesterday. He was getting into everything, chewing on everything and every time he got his hands on something - a remote control, telephone, etc. - he would throw it on the floor, really hard. He wouldn't stay still during his diaper changes, esp the poop ones, which could get very messy with a very wriggly baby, he wouldn't nap even when he was obviously so tired, he just wouldn't sit still. Meanie and I were really exhausted yesterday so we fell asleep at different times cuz one of us had to be awake to take care of Carey. I had just woken up from a nap and Meanie basically plunked him down in my lap with a smelly poop diaper and tried to get some Zzz's as I took over. Nice rude awakening, huh? And Carey started behaving really bad after that. I couldn't even get a clean diaper on cuz he was rolling this way and that and he wouldn't stop grabbing stuff, so I decided to give him his very first time-out in a corner of his room. Unfortunately, every corner of his room has crap in it so he was playing with everything. To which I would snatch whatever he grabbed and throw it back where it belong. So here I am, obvious mom-out-of-control, screaming at the diaper-less baby that he's a bad boy and boy decided to crumple in this dramatic heap and starts screeching in protest.
Meanie decides to give him a shower so I haul the bad boy up and Carey has this habit of totally relaxing every limb of his body so he hangs like a limp noodle so he eventually falls out of my grasp. So freaking infuriating. And I transfer over the "package" to Meanie who's getting ready to shower with the baby and I'm screaming at Carey that he's a really bad boy, so bad, BAD BOY!!"
And that's when Carey decides to stay his first word ever, "BAD!!" And he said it so clearly and well, too. Meanie looked up all surprised cuz that's his first word ever and I knew I had to go on scolding or else I would have cracked up, too. So I scream, "That's right, you are bad! Bad boy!!!" *stomps away*
It is soo hard to stay angry at such a little boy that's so cute with those big and innocent eyes! He's going to be a trouble maker and is going to get away with it all. Argh. And what do you do to discipline your child when screaming/scolding doesn't do anything, neither does spanking on the butt. Whenever I scolded him or spanked him on the butt, he would just turn around and start laffing. He thought I was playing with him. How am I going to discipline this child if I cannot instill any sort of fear in him? I/we have our work cut out in front of us. Oh boy.
Have you ever seen "Bambi" and that scene where he starts to say his first words? That scene totally reminds me of Carey saying "Bad!!" LOL
He's not full fledged walking yet. I think he knows how to but is just lazy. But he can do about 6 steps without falling. He can walk a short distance from me to Meanie or vice versa. He'll be running in no time, I'm sure, and that's when I'll really have my hands full.
This past weekend, we had company and I left Carey in the care of friends while they were snacking from the table. We just said no nuts and no shrimp for Carey so they left Carey with free reign of the table, except by the shrimp cocktail. I stepped in to drop some more food on the table and I see Carey..eating something. I"m like, what is he eating??!!?! Turned out he was fishing in the bowl of Pop Chips or Pita Chips and stuffing whole chips in his mouth!!! It's the most hilarious thing to see Carey stuff a big Pop Chip in his little baby mouth. It sorta resembles a hamster trying to fit a huge sunflower seed in the cheek-pouch.
Such a curious little boy! I love him so much! Even when he's bad. <3
July 8, 2010
Independence Day Weekend & Sad Goodbyes
We headed down to Maryland this past weekend to Snot's new house and to have a mini family reunion. It was great fun, lotsa food (as always) and great to catch up with cousins I haven't seen in a long, long time. And the kids finally all got together!
Overall, it was great fun. I hope to keep this up more often. I grew up with many cousins and had tons of fun at family gatherings. It would be great if we could keep this up so that Carey could grow up with the same experience.
Sad Goodbyes [This is going to be long. I'm blogging about everything so I can remember later and read back when my memory fails. You can read if you want but I won't be hurt if you don't]
We returned on Sunday night and I received a phone call from my dad early Monday morning that our beloved kitty, Tigger, had passed away Sunday night. =*(
Hearing the news was like having a truck hit me. It's as equivalent as hearing the news of a dear family member departing us.
I knew this day was coming because his health had been deteriorating and last I heard he wasn't even interested in food, not even shrimp, which is his most favorite food. My parents were going to take him to the vet this week because they knew he was ill. We suspected he had diabetes because he drank so much water and he urinated so much but the thought of giving him daily insulin (read: daily torture) every day just to prolong his life a few more weeks didn't really appeal to my parents. They preferred that he lived his life naturally. Although I think something else ailed him. He always had stomach problems ever since he was young and I'm sure that attributed to his health problems.
So when my parents returned to the house, Tigger didn't run up to the door and greet my parents, like he always does so they knew something was wrong. He was laying on the basement floor when they came in and he was too weak to get up on his feet. We were only gone for a day and a half and for all that time, Tigger hadn't eaten, drank water or gone to the potty. It's as if he was waiting for them to come back so he could say goodbye.
There was a pile of vomit next to him with some blood in it. =*( My mom held him for an hour and comforted him and he just meowed softly. After an hour, she put him down on the carpet and he slowly passed away right then and there, around 12:30am, July 5th, 2010. My parents tell me there was little struggle and he passed on peacefully.
We went to my parents' house Monday around noon to say our goodbyes. They had left him on the carpet with blankets and it looked just as if he was sleeping on his left side. I've been in tears since I've heard the news and when I saw him lying there, I just bursted out in tears, absolutely bawling. I still tear even today when I think that he's gone. I can't believe he's gone and I miss him dearly.
He was a very good cat. I always said he was a cat with the personality of a dog because he hated to be alone and loved company very much. He was a great companion whenever I felt sad or down. He would always be there to comfort me.
I adopted him at the age of 20 from an animal shelter in Toms River, NJ, back in the spring of 1995. I really really wanted a cat so my then-bf at the time drove me around to several locations in NJ by Rutgers, where I was attending college. I was in the search of a black and/or grey kitten but we went to several shelters and there were no kittens to adopt. The third shelter (Toms River) had several kittens. There were some really cute grey, orangey, white, black calico kitties I was interested in but they were too young to adopt. I also picked up a grey and white kitty that kept on scratching at my neck and I was like, no thanks. The adoption woman said to me that "kittens do that when they like you". Uhm, no thanks.
My ex asked me "What about that orangey kitty?"
I looked in the cage he was pointing at and yep, there was this orangey kitty sleeping on his sibling's neck. His sibling was black and grey with this huge orange spot on her nose. She was pretty but I was more interested in the orangey cat. Once I picked him up, he just purred and purred and purred and purred and I knew he was the one. I felt everything was right when I held him so I adopted him right then and there. It's almost as if he chose me. I think he was a red tabby with maybe a hint of angora because his fur was so nice and soft. His coloring was an orangey auburn during the summer months and in the winter, a paler orange, like a dark blond. He was the most beautiful and handsome kitty! Of course, I'm very biased. :)
I remember thinking back when I was 20...15 years average life span? I'll be 35..and that'll take a long time in coming. Boy, was I wrong. I cannot believe 15 years has passed by so quickly and my TiggerWigger is gone. *sigh*
My parents are heartbroken as I am. I think they might even be more heartbroken because he came to be their kitty, their baby.
Funnily enuf, my mom and my sister hated me because I had adopted a kitten. My dad was ecstatic from the get-go and was really excited to see that there would be a kitten in the household. My sister was mad at me because she was allergic to cats. But you know what? I am, too. But I loved cats enough to suffer thru the allergies. But eventually I got used to him and the allergies went away.
After my mom spent some time with him, she told me in my face that I can never take Tigger back to my own apartment, if I ever had one. I reluctantly accepted that because Tigger had changed my parents. They were two really miserable people before the cat came into our lives and the cat changed them into tolerable, almost pleasant people! I also knew that my parents would provide him a better life with them and not with me. They have a huge house with lotsa room to roam around so I reluctantly agreed to what my mom said bluntly in my face.
Shortly after I adopted him, I had to move back home with the cat so I took care of him there. Certain instances made me leave the house prematurely and I had to leave the cat there with them because I knew my parents could provide a better life there than me moving around all the time. My dad begged me to move back because he missed me and the cat missed me. Tigger would wait outside my bedroom door and just wait and wait and wait for me to come out of the door but I had left. So Tigger became their baby.
Tigger always knew that I was the one who adopted him, the original mommy, but he also recognized that I wasn't the highest on the hierarchy. Haha. So he became my sibling. He was always possessive of me. He hated every bf I had and would scratch them. He was relentlessly jealous of other people who would take my attention away from him. Whenever I was sick or feeling down, he was always there to comfort me and hissed at others (like my hubby) to stay away. He eventually came to love Meanie and vice versa (it wasn't like that in the beginning) and he changed all cat-haters into cat lovers, just because he was so unique.
I miss him...
Lotsa food, like always, at our family gatherings.
3rd generation kiddies!
We tried organizing them by age but it's a little hard to arrange the younger ones since they crawl away!
We tried organizing them by age but it's a little hard to arrange the younger ones since they crawl away!
Sad Goodbyes [This is going to be long. I'm blogging about everything so I can remember later and read back when my memory fails. You can read if you want but I won't be hurt if you don't]
We returned on Sunday night and I received a phone call from my dad early Monday morning that our beloved kitty, Tigger, had passed away Sunday night. =*(
Hearing the news was like having a truck hit me. It's as equivalent as hearing the news of a dear family member departing us.
I knew this day was coming because his health had been deteriorating and last I heard he wasn't even interested in food, not even shrimp, which is his most favorite food. My parents were going to take him to the vet this week because they knew he was ill. We suspected he had diabetes because he drank so much water and he urinated so much but the thought of giving him daily insulin (read: daily torture) every day just to prolong his life a few more weeks didn't really appeal to my parents. They preferred that he lived his life naturally. Although I think something else ailed him. He always had stomach problems ever since he was young and I'm sure that attributed to his health problems.
So when my parents returned to the house, Tigger didn't run up to the door and greet my parents, like he always does so they knew something was wrong. He was laying on the basement floor when they came in and he was too weak to get up on his feet. We were only gone for a day and a half and for all that time, Tigger hadn't eaten, drank water or gone to the potty. It's as if he was waiting for them to come back so he could say goodbye.
There was a pile of vomit next to him with some blood in it. =*( My mom held him for an hour and comforted him and he just meowed softly. After an hour, she put him down on the carpet and he slowly passed away right then and there, around 12:30am, July 5th, 2010. My parents tell me there was little struggle and he passed on peacefully.
We went to my parents' house Monday around noon to say our goodbyes. They had left him on the carpet with blankets and it looked just as if he was sleeping on his left side. I've been in tears since I've heard the news and when I saw him lying there, I just bursted out in tears, absolutely bawling. I still tear even today when I think that he's gone. I can't believe he's gone and I miss him dearly.
He was a very good cat. I always said he was a cat with the personality of a dog because he hated to be alone and loved company very much. He was a great companion whenever I felt sad or down. He would always be there to comfort me.
I adopted him at the age of 20 from an animal shelter in Toms River, NJ, back in the spring of 1995. I really really wanted a cat so my then-bf at the time drove me around to several locations in NJ by Rutgers, where I was attending college. I was in the search of a black and/or grey kitten but we went to several shelters and there were no kittens to adopt. The third shelter (Toms River) had several kittens. There were some really cute grey, orangey, white, black calico kitties I was interested in but they were too young to adopt. I also picked up a grey and white kitty that kept on scratching at my neck and I was like, no thanks. The adoption woman said to me that "kittens do that when they like you". Uhm, no thanks.
My ex asked me "What about that orangey kitty?"
I looked in the cage he was pointing at and yep, there was this orangey kitty sleeping on his sibling's neck. His sibling was black and grey with this huge orange spot on her nose. She was pretty but I was more interested in the orangey cat. Once I picked him up, he just purred and purred and purred and purred and I knew he was the one. I felt everything was right when I held him so I adopted him right then and there. It's almost as if he chose me. I think he was a red tabby with maybe a hint of angora because his fur was so nice and soft. His coloring was an orangey auburn during the summer months and in the winter, a paler orange, like a dark blond. He was the most beautiful and handsome kitty! Of course, I'm very biased. :)
I remember thinking back when I was 20...15 years average life span? I'll be 35..and that'll take a long time in coming. Boy, was I wrong. I cannot believe 15 years has passed by so quickly and my TiggerWigger is gone. *sigh*
My parents are heartbroken as I am. I think they might even be more heartbroken because he came to be their kitty, their baby.
Funnily enuf, my mom and my sister hated me because I had adopted a kitten. My dad was ecstatic from the get-go and was really excited to see that there would be a kitten in the household. My sister was mad at me because she was allergic to cats. But you know what? I am, too. But I loved cats enough to suffer thru the allergies. But eventually I got used to him and the allergies went away.
After my mom spent some time with him, she told me in my face that I can never take Tigger back to my own apartment, if I ever had one. I reluctantly accepted that because Tigger had changed my parents. They were two really miserable people before the cat came into our lives and the cat changed them into tolerable, almost pleasant people! I also knew that my parents would provide him a better life with them and not with me. They have a huge house with lotsa room to roam around so I reluctantly agreed to what my mom said bluntly in my face.
Shortly after I adopted him, I had to move back home with the cat so I took care of him there. Certain instances made me leave the house prematurely and I had to leave the cat there with them because I knew my parents could provide a better life there than me moving around all the time. My dad begged me to move back because he missed me and the cat missed me. Tigger would wait outside my bedroom door and just wait and wait and wait for me to come out of the door but I had left. So Tigger became their baby.
Tigger always knew that I was the one who adopted him, the original mommy, but he also recognized that I wasn't the highest on the hierarchy. Haha. So he became my sibling. He was always possessive of me. He hated every bf I had and would scratch them. He was relentlessly jealous of other people who would take my attention away from him. Whenever I was sick or feeling down, he was always there to comfort me and hissed at others (like my hubby) to stay away. He eventually came to love Meanie and vice versa (it wasn't like that in the beginning) and he changed all cat-haters into cat lovers, just because he was so unique.
I miss him...
The only picture I have of Tigger when he was a kitten/teenager.
Big ears and big eyes that he grew into eventually.
Big ears and big eyes that he grew into eventually.
Shaking hands with Meanie to get shrimp
In his seat at the kitchen table.
Looking for hotpot goodies
Resembling Puss n' Boots from Shrek
Kitty snuggles with Meanie
Keeping me company while I played videogames back in 2007
Sleeping on my bed
RIP, my beautiful Tiggy
April 2005 - July 5, 2010
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