*sniff*

Few nights ago, I asked Jayden to help me to bring the clothes up to his room.

Jayden: why? why I need to do so many things?
Me: because i am doing everything in this house alone. I cook, I clean, I wash clothes, Fold clothes, Wash this wash that, arrange, clean, arrange, clean. And all you all do is mess, I clean. Then you mess then I clean. If you don't help me, who else is going to help me? Once day I am going to die cleaning this house.
Jayden: mami.. don't worry. I will help you. *picked up folded shirt and went up to his room*
Justin: mami.. i also helping you. * picked one underwear and ran up*

Up and down they ran and they "helped" me to bring up all the folded clothes.
And I stood there, looking at them doing that.
I just wanna cry.
Cos I was touched.
Cos at least a 5 yr old and 2.5 yr old kid can see that I am sad and exhausted and tried to "help" me.

You noticed the word "HELP"?. Yeah, if you do anything in this house, it's called "HELP" cos its not their house. It's my house.

Choose one.

Nearly every morning I deal with the same thing.

Jayden refused to wake up and go to school.

Without fail he'd say:

I don't want to go to school.

My head is tired.

My head is heavy.

My hand is tired, cannot brush teeth.

I don't like to wear my school uniform.

I don't want to wear socks.

I don't want to wear my sch shoes.

And yet, he still goes to school. And he enjoy it to the max, cos I can see him laughing and smiling with his fellow friends.

So this morning, again he did it.

I got pissed and told him:

Me: if you don't want to go to school. Then I'll go. You stay at home and be mami

Jayden: Okay. I will be mami

Me: Okay fine. I will wear yr shirt and go to school and sit at the table and chair.

Jayden: okay!

Me: then you must cook. Must have soup okay when I come back. Then you also need to clean the house. Sweep, Vacuum, and Mop the house. Then you got to clean the toys and put everything back on the shelf.

Jayden: ...

Me: Then you also need to take care of titi. Make sure he drinks his water. Then when he shit, you wash his bum for him.

Jayden: ....Dadi will do that

Dadi: No. I need to go to work.

Me: So how? Want to go to school, stay at home or go to work? Choose one.

Jayden: .....*Slowly walk to the toilet and brush teeth*

P/s: luckily he didn't choose to be titi. All he does everyday is just mess the house, argue with everyone and still get sayang-ed by everyone :P

Reorganizing the house

This mom been sharing alot of organizing ideas lately and got me thinking about how to redo my house so that its easier to organize and clean up SUPER FAST since I am the official maid in this house.

I thought I should "invade" my house room by room. First room was the kids room. I was so busy before the cleaning session, the room became so messy (thanks to Mr. Justin Chan). Jayden refused to even step into the room. That room looked THAT SCARRY, okay.

So that day I just suddenly decided , today will be the day I clean this room up. And I did. I told the kids to help out but only Jayden did. The small one pretended to help and went missing after 1-2 minutes of helping.

After clearing up the KEEP, DONATE, HANDS DOWN and THROW toys, we went to Ikea. I wanted to get this

This combination is Rm333. But too lil storage place for the toys.

And this is 700 plus. I don't want to change a husband yet. So no, can't buy this.

So after a lot of calculation at Ikea with my handphone, I end up buying GORM storage. What is so weird about this is.. I gotto buy the package at 99 bucks and saw it into half to get my ideal storage. If i were to buy the separate woods and assemble them it will be about 200 plus not including the boxes.

So alone with 2 kids, I bought the very big box of GORM shelf and head home, saw it into half with my old saw and assembled it. Tadaaa..

The 99bucks package is only for the middle and the far right shelf.
The next day I went and bought another few more shelves and added the left portion. Another round of sawing for me.

Tiring but satisfying. All for around rm 200.

Since I made the room up before his birthday, he said this was my birthday present for him and declared this is HIS room. Well, at least someone is happy and thanked me for it :)

Boys must be macho wan!

You know about the Enfagrow/Enfakid Learning tool that is on TV, making the kids drool over the toys and bugging the parents to buy enfa milk just to get the tool? Hehe... actually we have so much stock, we need not buy more. But because of the learning tool.. and after a few bugging session by the kids, the father obliged and bought for them.

Jayden said : I want the glass viewer because I will put the biscuit (haha i know.. i dunno why the butterfly likes to eat biscuit) and the butterfly will fly into this and I can see her.

Justin, however chose the binocular, which he calls RHINOCEROS cos the mother psycho-ed him to get that so he can use it longer.

So after we got it and went home, Jayden put it on his wrist and waited.

And Waited.

And waited.

He said "no butterfly wan" And removed it. And went to played with other things.

Oh course my son, its at night. In the house. Where to find butterfly leh?

So a week passed and the tools were left in the toybox, untouched.

Then few nights ago, I saw Jayden walking towards the kitchen, followed by Justin.

Then they started to scream and shout for me. 

As usual, I said "okay...don't fight. Don't fight. Come here" I was at the living hall folding clothes. I thought they were fighting over something. So its pretty normal for them to cry and call for me. :P

They didn't come but instead they were screaming louder, with Justin's high pitched shrieking voice.

So I went to check on them.

Jayden was standing in front, with one finger pointing at my direction, with his face looking very very scared.

Justin was holding Jayden's shoulder, hiding behind Jayden and screaming like a mad fler.

(noticed that Jayden was protecting his lil bro? Awww so sweet right? Okay back to story!)

I looked up and saw a HUGE dragonfly above me.

Aisay... of course the mom saved them. I caught the dragonfly with a pail and placed into the glass viewer for them to see.

Actually.. blardy hell. The dragonfly is REALLY HUGE. When I was catching it, I was scared myself too. But then.. for the sake of the kids gotto sacrifice lah (like real eh?)

So I caught it and gave it to the kids. They refused to hold the glass viewer. They said they are scared.

Alamak! Before this in the shop say wanna put biscuit la.. wanna catch butterfly la. Adoi! Now in the glass viewer also scared!

But then I forced my kids to hold the viewer and asked them to see the dragonfly. I said "No. Hold this. You're a boy! cannot be so scared wan!" haha gotto train them to be more macho and brave so when they are bigger they can protect me ma, right? And the dragonfly started to BANG the glass with its head. Scarry Crap! So after the kids counted how many legs and saw its eyes, I set it free. 

Next day, they got lucky again. While we're on our way to the playground, a huge grasshopper was resting on Big C's car. So I again, I did the dirty job and caught the huge grasshopper.

And passed it to the kids.

Yeap! I forced them to put on their hands and see the grasshopper. Siao right? But then naah.. I just wanna make my boys to be a bit brave. Afterall BOYS mah right? Must be macho wan!

So after that, I set the grasshopper off and we went to the playground. And its been a week now, and no new insect for me to catch. ( Thank god!) I guess the glass viewer is going back to the toybox, untouched again.

Happy Counting =)

Ah.... finally he got used to the schedule.

Come back from school.
Eat lunch.
Do homework.
Bath.
Nap/play/watch tv= his pick.

So everyday I'll sit by his side and accompany him to do his homework. And I'll do my work at the same time.

His writing is improving everyday and he's getting faster. Sometimes when he is being dreamy, I'll use the timer and give him 10 mins for each homework.

So yesterday he said "Mami I finished!"

"Wow! That's pretty fast" I said.

He said "can you check for me?"

"Sure" I replied.

Wow! To be honest it's really nice.

The nicest ever. So neat and all the same, like photostat right?

And then he said "Mami.. can you help check if there are 19 balloons?

I rubbed my eyes for a moment and then burst out laughing.

I just wanna wish the teacher Happy Counting.