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Terrible Three wannabe 

In the month leading to X turning 3, he was an absolute nightmare to bring out.

He would have noodles and no rice. If you served him rice, he gave hell.

He wanted things done to his pleasing immediately.

He had a particular milk bottle and declined the rest. 

He was always crying about one thing or other, as well as sprawling on the floor.

He demanded the brother to follow his actions.

He refused to go toilet when he needed to and peed in his pants several times.

And more.

His behavior was particularly bad when Mr H was with us.

If Mr H was not around, X was much better behaved. 

One day, I overheard Z telling X, “Daddy is not with us. Only Mummy is with us. You better not make her angry.”

When I heard that, I was pleased with Z’s teaching to his brother.

The next statement that followed was, “Mummy is very fierce one.”

New school for X

With the turn of a new year, X was officially 3 years old and we switched him to a new school. This school only accepted children from 3 years and onwards. He was with his old school from the point when he was 6 months’ old till almost 36 months’ old.

He spent 2.5 years with this school. They had taken such good care of him from infancy till now. It would always be a special place in our hearts. X probably would not remember this school when he grew up because he was so young.

He had spent many hours learning to crawl, to walk, to sing and dance and cared for by sweet, caring and responsible teachers.

Not many schools boasted of such an awesome infantcare. When we first sent him in, we noted that he was attending infantcare with a few younger siblings of Z’s ex-infantcare mates. That was a representative testimony of how good the infantcare teachers were. The school really ran a good program on this. There were minor hiccups but really very insignificant compared to the good work and tender loving care showered by the teachers.

X’s playgroup teachers expressed how sad they were with his leaving. We were touched by how much love and care they had shown X during this period. There were falls, knocks, bruises and what’s not but that was totally expected of active toddlers.

Soon, X would start on a new chapter in his preschool life and we hoped this boy would be able to adapt and be lovingly cared for in the new school too.

X at his old school 

  

On the second last day of school, he received this farewell present from his teacher. So much heart and warmth from his teacher!

What a lucky boy he was to be so loved  

Cute times with X

#1. I was fetching X from school. As we took the lift down from level 8, the lift opened at one of the levels. Suddenly, a man appeared at the lift door. X was stunned and uttered, “People!”

The man and I laughed at his reaction. Thereafter, X was so embarrassed that he buried his head into my skirt. 

#2. There were so many heavy downpours in December. When X got into the car, the rain was only a drizzle. X stared at the car’s body and asked, “Daddy, did you wash your car?” 😂

What a cute perspective of a toddler!

#3. I was making a photobook about our earlier holiday. When X saw the snow clad mountain of Tateyama, he piqued, “I want to go there.”

I said we were going to see snow.

He immediately replied, “I want to build snowman!”

Sunday at Sports Hub

After lunch at the nearby La Barca, we headed to Singapore Sports Muesum which was outside the main entrance of Kallang Wave Mall and the Singapore Indoor Stadium. It was free entry for Singaporeans. ✌🏻️

Kids at the entrance

Striking a pose

Wall of fame
  
  

An old sailboat  

Polo
  

Past medals   

Recalling YOG 2010

On a swing    

The old stadium’s benches where I also learnt that it was built in 1973 and hosted the SEAP games 

The mascot in various sports, not unlike the modern day Nila in different poses    

Winning spoons instead of medals

I never knew motor racing had been legal in Singapore!    

All in all, I thought the exhibits were good. I liked how they explained the history of sports, of the National Stadium I had grown up with and later torn down and the contributions of past sportsmen. 

When we visited the museum, it coincided with the opening weekend of Para Games.

Street performance 

Caught Nila at the stadium while watching the athletic heats and finals   
Three boys clapped, cheered and chatted on their own   
  

Rowing activity  

Z liked it so much that he tried it thrice!

X was flipping the tyre
  

We made our own certificate where X learned to make his name with sign language.  

Proudly showing their certificates 
 

It was a memorable day, even for me, as I saw the visually disabled athletes competed in 100-200m. The running guide shad to be as proficient as the athletes. There was a great deal of synchronization and trust. These athletes set an inspiring role model for the kids.

At 34.5 months’ old

At 1.5 months’ shy of turning 3, X talked a lot more finally.

He mimicked every word that Z uttered. It was amazing that Z had not flared out yet.

One day, he tried to imitate me. I said that I was too tired and I was not going to cook dinner.

X said, “I am too tired. I cannot eat fish. I want to eat beef.”

He delivered it in such a serious manner that he had us in guffaws.

At this age, he was still our cute, little toddler. I really wished he would not grow up so fast and lose his baby charm.