Yy says "Go away!"

Some of you may be wondering why do I even post such an unflattering content. Well, I personally find it rather odd that such an important bodily function is normally avoided at discussions by people in general. Anyway, without forcing most of you away in disgust, the reason I’m posting this topic is not that I have a fetish in shitting (there, I said it, so go puke!), but rather I think yy’s reaction/behaviour is quite unique/interesting that I would be remissed in my duty for not chronicling it down …


As you can see in the picture, when yy experiences a major calling from Nature, out of the blue, actions would ceased and he would stand very quietly in one corner. His favourite spot is by the staircase (another great mystery) whenever he’s at my mum’s home. Next, if anyone were to approach him, he would look at the person and ask the person to “go away”. It’s really really quite funny to us. None of us had ever disturbed him when he’s answering Nature’s call but he would still say that. We were simply stumped on how on the 9 planes of karmic existence did he ever arrived at this statement??!!!

Yy shows his first "Two" sign!

Last weekend was another first for yy. He finally managed to show us his “two” using his fingers :) 2 weeks back, he was only able to show a “three”, while muttering “two” to us. Somehow, this act deluded him for more than 2 yrs.

You see, when he was still a baby around 6 months old, his index finger would always stick out as if he’s pointing at something (Thankfully it’s not the middle finger that’s jutting out else it might have different connotations altogether!). When I tried to close it to a fist, it would invariably point at me again. Minor thing to most people I guess, but to me, showing a “two” was such an arduous task that took yy 2.5 yrs that it I felt was an achievement worth recording. LOL!

Yy's favourite dish

We all love meat (no offense intended to vegetarians) or so we would think. It turned out that yy however had a different dietary preference. He loved vegetables. I guess we should be glad because most parents I know (including mine) had difficulties getting their children to consume even a tiny bit of the leafy ones. Having said that, yy’s preferred non-meat dish is the humble, nondescript lotus root.


PS Yy, by the time you read this, papa still hope that you like your vegetables…

Yy goes shopping!

Almost every weekend, the family would bring yy to either Jusco (at Taman Universiti or Tebrau City) or IOI Mall for shopping. It's like some kind of compulsive ritual and last Saturday was no exception. There were 2 notable incidents that day which I shall relate here.

When we were at IOI Mall, we brought him to this toy shop that displayed a couple of big vehicles (including his current favourite – the humougously long oil tank truck!). It was quite amazing for him to spot it because as you can see, it wasn't really well-displayed. Needless to say, yy of course went wild. He ignored the rest of the toys and zoomed in straight to those displayed vehicles. He kept telling us “big big long long oil tank truck!” and grinned excitedly. We pretended not to notice and he kept dragging and pointing to us the vehicles.

When we told him that we were leaving, to his credit, he did not kick a fuss (I told the missus he definitely inherited it paternally but the missus thought otherwise) . Well, he did look at it longingly and there were moments of indecision but he eventually left with us quietly. Hopefully, he will continue to be as well-behaved in future :)

The second incident occurred when we were about to leave IOI mall. We window-shopped but decided not to visit the Giant supermarket. As we were leaving, we passed by Giant and the long line of trolleys and we were promptly stopped in our tracks by yy... Indignantly, he pointed one stubby finger at the trolleys and the other at the entrance to Giant on the opposite direction and said "Go inside!".

Now, you got to understand that me, the missus and xiaoyiyi were really hungry at that time and we pleaded with yy not to go in. We tried cajoling, we tried reasoning and heck! we even tried debating but alas, having lost his earlier battle, our little general stood his ground and we finally gave in.

As was the usual practice, we propped him into the trolley and yy proudly rode his trolley into Giant like a triumphant conqueror. We could almost hear "Veni, vidi, vici"* in the air... alright, I'm exaggerating...

* "Veni, vidi, vici" - famous quote by Julius Caesar. It means "I come, I see, I conquer". Apt isn't it? :P

Yy and his "big long" oil tank truck

Aside from his keen interest in big, long pyjamas pants, yy also exhibits similar interests in big, long vehicles, or more specifically, big, long oil tank trucks.

His xiaoyiyi subsequently bought him a big long oil tank truck last Saturday after we told her how much he loved it.

Take a look at yy playing with his oil tank truck. A few weeks back he had no concept of lines but as you can see in the video below, he's getting proficient at lining and parking his vehicles neatly :)

Yy goes sweeping in his "big long"

I went back yesterday evening to M’sia to my mum’s place. Let me digress a little bit since this is the first time I’m mentioning this topic. My parents help to take care of yy from Monday to Friday. During weekends and school holidays, we would then bring yy back to stay with us in Kulai. There are reasons we do that, which I’ll elaborate next time.

My parents live in Bukit Indah, a new township that’s just minutes away from the Second Link. My brother too lives in Bukit Indah but he has his own home. Now, he travels to Singapore for work everyday and thankfully he owns a car. So, I would take his car back to my mum’s place every Wednesday night and then back to Singapore the following day for work – much like today.

As I don’t get to see yy everyday, I tried my best to go back faithfully every Wednesday night so that I get to see him and my parents. Thank the Lord Buddha, this arrangement has been working well so far.

Okay, now it’s time to discuss more on the antics of yy! I stepped out of the car and there he was, with his 2 cousins (my brother’s daughters), vigorously sweeping the courtyard. Or rather vigorously attempting to sweep the floor. I think he either doesn't have a very good sense of direction yet or he’s lousy at sweeping because the leaves on the floor were still scattered all around… Maybe he’s just playing... duh!

Did anyone notice that yy’s wearing long pyjamas pants? Well, it shouldn't be surprising but there’s a story to tell. Normally, we’ll let yy wear long pants only at night when he’s about to sleep or when it’s cold. For the past few weeks, it’s been raining cats and dogs (sometimes the entire day to the extent of causing major floods!) in M’sia so my mum had to dress yy in long pants the whole day.

Absolutely reasonable right? Except that oddly (nope, we still have no clue why…), yy turned out to be terribly addicted to wearing long pants. Everytime, without fail, he would strenuously insist to us that he wants his “big long” instead of his usual short pants. That’s how he ended up wearing his “big long” that evening, as he would call it.

On another amusing occasion, after his morning bath, the missus wanted him to wear this nice looking short pants but yy then promptly shook his head and announced that he wanted his “big long”. Normally, we would acquiesce to this harmless wish. However, it so happens that we were running out of stock (in the midst of washing and cleaning) of long pyjamas pants, so the missus pointed to one of the pants that’s being dried to him and told him “big long wet”. He walked up to the pants, felt it and then agreed with my wife that “big long wet”. Thinking the matter over, the missus proceeded to dress him up. To her immense surprise, he squirmed his way to the basket where we kept his clothes and industriously started to dig for more suitable attire. A minute later, he found success and proudly proclaimed to the missus “big long no wet”! That was the only long pyjamas pants left that the missus wanted him to wear later at night… Caught red-handed by a precocious toddler, the missus pleaded guilty and gave in. Thankfully that night, we managed to scavenge a spare “big long” so all went well after all…

Creation

My friend, Derek told me of his blog which he created to showcase the growth of his baby son last Friday and I thought that this is such a good idea. Wondered why I never thought of this myself!

So, when I went back to Kulai for the weekend reunion with the missus and yangyang, I simply had to create a blog too for yy. But alas, I had no time to fill it in until today. Well, before I forgot, I decided to log-in and create this entry to mark THE day... The day when the chronicles of yy shall be faithfully (I hope...) recorded. It is my hope that one day I will reveal this secret "diary" of his when he's... say 11 yrs old? Or maybe he'll discover this even earlier... oh well... kids nowadays are darn smart...

Anyway, first I think I need to post some of his previous pictures and videos (I wonder if they do videos...). Right now, yy is almost 2 years and 5 months old. So, it'll take awhile...

Enjoy!