Paintings

Almost every weekend, Randall will ask to "paint paint". We will then move his table and chairs out in the balcony for him to paint just in case he gets all messy. And sometimes, he enjoys mixing all the various paint together rather than actual painting.. Whenever he paints, we will try to date them and paste them on the wall in our living room. These are some of his creations.

Busy Road

This is picture of Randall drawing various family members crossing the road. The light blues are him crossing the road, the blacks are Dad dad, dark blue for me, brown for Gong Gong, vertical red for PoPo, yellow for Kow Foo, Light brown for Bel Yee Yee, and horizontal red for Randall again. Busy busy road...

My brave boy

Not sure what Randall has been eating, but he suddenly let out a pathetic and painful cry in his car seat last night while we were on our way home. After a good 5 minute of showing distress, he then said he was "ok already". We thought he might have bitten his tongue or something but we couldn't find out the reason. And then in the middle of his sleep, he woke up a few times, crying and also trying to vomit but nothing came out. We were so worried we had to rush him to Mount Alvernia 24-hour clinic. The doctor diagnosed that he might be suffering from indigestion or wind in his tummy as it looked bloated. When the nurse told us she had to insert a bullet-size medication up Randall's ass for quick relieve of wind in his tummy, we were pretty worried. I recalled the first time he had that, he was barely a year old and he was suffering from constipation. It was a bad experience as he was really wailing and practically crying the clinic down. Before the insertion, the nurse asked if he'd cry, and I was equally doubtful. I sat him on the patient's bed, and tried to explain to him what was coming up. “Randall, the nurse is going to put the medicine up your butt butt ok? So your tummy won’t be pain pain after that, ok?” Then the nurse showed him the bullet-size medicine. After that, we waited awhile for his response but he didn't seem to have any reaction. So I thought we would just get it over and done with. I turned around to ask the nurse how I should position him for the insertion. Before I could finish my question, Randall just got himself into position! He went on his fours and then, titled his bum towards the ceiling! Hahah… How did he what to do, we wondered. And throughout the insertion process, he didn't even utter a word. He just kept still in the position til the whole thing was over and we told him that it's done. The nurses were so amazed and at the same time amused they kept praising him for being the most cooperative patient ever! Actually, I was amazed by his behaviour too.. ;) The nurse asked him if it was painful, after the insertion. He replied bravely, “No!” Haha… so proud of him.. :D Well, after the medication, he slept through the night from 2am to 7+am. Then this morning, we brought him to see his pedae but his pedae diagnosed that he was having sore throat.. Oh well...

"M"

Randall learnt his first alphabet last week - "M" ("MacDonalds!", he exclaimed excitedly, as he pointed at the letter M on his toy alphabet keyboard). Oh well, it doesn't really come as a surprise since he LOVES to eat the hot cakes & hash browns. And everytime he stays over at my mum's house over the weekend, he will enjoy his MacDonalds breakfast the following morning. No wonder "M" is such a prominent alphabet. Haha...

Picnic

Breakfast Time!

Randall the gymnast








Brought Randall to Botanic Gardens on Sunday morning for a picnic, together with my parents, my bro and his girlfriend. We bought bread from Breadtalk the night before for the picnic, and we prepared coffee and tea in the morning. Reached Botanic Gardens at abt 9am. Weather was great for a picnic. We left Randall with my parents while we jogged ard the garden, and then had our breakfast. Randall enjoyed himself thoroughly, playing "liondance" with my bro seated on his shoulders, making bubbles with his bubble gun, and throwing ball for my bro's dog, Mambo, to catch. His various sizes of balls he brought along, the bubbles and Mambo surely attracted some kids, cos before long, they were all playing alongside one another. I was really fascinated to see Randall going so near Mambo for the first time cos he was absolutely afraid of it whenever we go to my mum's house. Probably cos its bark in enclosed area is too deafening. But out in the open space, its bark was so much softer, almost inaudible. It was so farnie to see Randall going round our picnic mat trying to chase after Mambo to beat its backside. I asked him why and he exclaimed, "Mambo take my ball!" and then continued to chase after him.