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
you can see here... Sometimes he's really mercenary...
Last Saturday, 13th Sept 2008, 12 noon, to be exact, we brought yy to the Kulai Cineplex to watch Wall-E. This is his first visit to the cinema. Here's the advertisement for Wall-E.
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??!!!
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.
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.
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!".
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.