There are a couple of sure fire ways to scare this kiddo. One is bring him swimming (or close enough to a swimming pool) and the other is apparently haircuts.

It is odd though. For weeks he had been asking for a haircut. Everytime we passed the salon, he’d ask for one. We tended to arrive in the vicinity after closing hours so we promised him a trip, another day. When daddy was free on Thursday, we thought we’d make good on the promise and thus, trooped down to the salon.

Said lil boy changed his tune. He struggled and refused to cooperate. It took a lot to get him seated on daddy and trim a little off. But not enough to finish the cut. So erhmm… I can’t quite tell whether there’s a noticeable difference after the ‘cut’.

Seriously… what’s the big deal?

“Eye spoil spoil” was what Jayden said when we trooped down to the optometrist on Saturday to fix daddy’s specs. He climbed up on the bar stool and stared intensely as daddy tried to decide whether to make a new pair whilst waiting for the other to be repaired.

After the intense gaze came the wise statement, “eye spoil spoil” before he turned his attention away on to more frivolous things… like the big fish tank in the shop.

… and he isn’t wrong. Just a layman boy’s way of putting it across.

Heaven’s Loft has just opened over at Orchard Central and we met up with a couple of friends for dinner and some icecream. A very cool concept in an interesting building, we had fun exploring the place both before and after dinner. The building itself resembles some arty-farty modern museum with the odd structures it incorporates into the walls lining the interior. Just on the 8th floor (where Heaven’s Loft is located), we spotted the undercarriage of the car, old videocassette tape decks, pressurised air tanks and yet more. Fun really!

Even Jayden could not help fiddling with the knobs. They have all been spraypainted to create uniformity but you can make out odds and ends. The building warrants another visit! Heaven’s Loft itself warrants a visit with friends to chill out in the outdoor balcony area. Overlooking Orchard Road, it is quite a nice place to hang out sans kids. And there are plans for jazz sessions too.

What we did manage to do … with Jayden in tow was explore the merchandise and dine.

It is an ice-cream place too!

erhmm, no, we didn’t get the B&J ball for him. we learnt a long time ago to harden our hearts to those wistful eyes.

peering over the menu to see what he could get his hands on

No pictures of the food because we were either busy fending him off (or rather, preventing him from smashing the plates to smithereens) or feeding him. He takes after his dad. Give him nacho chips and he’d be a happy man boy. But, take our word for it. There was a lot of thought and care given into the presentation of each and every item. Even the sundaes

So erhmm, till the next time we get to chill out there…

You know how parents typically tuck their children in? Well, Jayden does the reverse.

For the moment, he’s still sleeping with us. Sorta anyway. He’s on the platform bed, on his own lil mattress with his whole loot of accessories. And him, being him, is still full of energy at bedtime. And me, being me, am ready to sleep by 12 (ok, or thereabouts).

When I lie down and get ready to turn in for the night, he’d spring into action and bring me my bolster and pillow. Then he’d pull up the blanket to cover my legs and end it with ‘nite nite’ before scooting over to his side of the bed.

Heh.

smile, and the whole world smiles with you…

PS: Thanks for the pictures, Lynda!

So erhmm, after 2 years 3 months, the boy is suddenly back on solids. Some anyway. We’re hoping that he’d keep up and start eating more solids. Over the last week or so, he’s started up on cereals, biscuits, potatoes and rice. That’s a phenomenal increase for Jayden if you ask me. So we are hoping it’d keep up.

And hey, if you shoot for the stars, even if you don’t make it there, you’d still get pretty high too right? Right?

Oh, that’s him eating his Honey Stars whilst the rest of us had pasta at Pasta Mania. The nice wait staff brought an additional set of cutlery for Jayden, and a lil key chain toy. But somehow I don’t think he expected Jayden to be eating… honey stars.

While I am glad Jayden knows his numbers, he loves to ‘count’ his own way. He actually knows how to count from 1 to 10 perfectly well (by that I mean in proper sequence) but being the cheeky little monster that he is, he loves to count ‘Jayden style’ ie, jumping over numbers.

He’d start off fine … 1, 2, 3 … then jumps straight through to 8, 9, 10 and back again to run through the missing digits.

Entertaining once or twice, irritating when done too often with the cheeky grin and downright frustrating when you are trying to count level scoops of milk powder.

He has a habit of perching himself at the safety gate (barricading the kitchen from the living room) and he’d shout out the numbers as I empty the scoops into the milk containers. It almost drives me insane as I try to correct him and keep track of what count I was at. BAH humbug. He better learn to scoop his own milk powder if he keeps this up. I’m resigning from that position.

Nap times are precious commodities around here. As he grows, he does not quite take naps. When he does, they usually last between half an hour to one hour. But for this time, all is quiet. Something magical happens. He is lying there, breathing gently and looking serene. Quite the angel and nothing like the lil terror who was climbing up to the top of the safety gate and riding it like a horse.

Now if only the siesta would last longer.

If you are a kid (or maybe, just my kid), a great party would consist of…

chocolate

Balloons (helium filled please!)

and cups.

Easy peasy right? Food is optional.

Thanks Lynda for having us over. We all had a ball of a time.