The shiny little grey throne has been sitting there for almost a year and she (my 25-month old) voluntarily sat there only twice… once with pants and diapers still on (obviously doing it for fun or giving her tired legs a break while walking along our “long” corridor from her room to the living room)… once butt naked but absolutely nothing came out (excreted after diapers went back on).
Time to remind her about her grossly underutilised potty again.
Not that I’m complaining. Diapers are good. When i bring her out, there is no need to keep going to the toilet. And if she poops… it can still hold a while if the situation doesn’t permit immediate clean up. She is too small for those dirty big public toilets.
I would not bother about potty training if not for the fact that she is going to pre-nursery next year. I’ll let her stay in diapers for as long as she is still comfy with it.
Cos the muscles for pooping and shee-shee-ing develop differently for different people. Eventually, they will reach a stage where they can control everything at will. Consciousness and awareness of being dirty will also develop. The child will naturally not want to feel so uncomfortable anymore. She will also start comparing with the people around her who do not need diapers. If she has healthy emotional and psychological development, she will naturally want those diapers off once she is ready!If she is not ready, forced potty training might backfire and delay development in this area.
Anyway, we live the city life. It’s potty time! (Not too excited about it but have to appear excited to entice her.)
Last night, while I was drinking a TCM drink called “lengyang”, my little cupcake asked me what was that and she skilfully and accurately repeated the word after me.
Grandma said she might not understand “lengyang”. So we told her the English name instead: Antelope Horn Drink. She went “An Te Lope!” Pause. “Horn!” Pause. “Drink!” So cute!
As I am writing this… I just realised… she would not understand what Antelope Horn Drink is either!!!! Haha!!!
She has been able to refer to strawberries for a few months now. But it was never a complete nor well spoken word. She used to say “aw…. bewwy”. Now she can say “strawberry” albeit the “str” sound still seems a slightly inaccurate.
Hey Diddle Diddle
These aren’t a 3-syllable word but I wanna pen it down still cos she says it so adorably!!! And she loves to repeat and repeat (when she wants to).
Whenever she wants me to read this rhyme to her, she will hold my face, look into my eyes and go “hey diddle diddle”. Then she will scoot to get the book of nursery rhymes while chanting “diddle diddle. diddle diddle. diddle diddle… ” Sigh…. so cute.
Ok… to be precise….. she can’t really say this word yet. But she will say “eh phant” when she sees an elephant. Still thrilling to me nonetheless.
Now, let’s talk a little bit about her mastery of the Teochew language. Unfortunately, this dept is moving rather slowly cos Ah Mah and Ah Gong still use baby language with her.
- bor (could say this with open swinging palms since she could sit up)
- wu (have)
- pak pak (beat beat)
- pai pai (naughty)
- bang sai (pass motion)
- guai guai (good girl)
- jiak (eat)
- dak (stick on an anti mosquito patch)
- gak (throw away)
- mai (don’t want – used abundantly like the English word “no”)
She still uses a lot of English with them. I think Ah Mah and Ah Gong are learning more English from her than she is learning Teochew from them.
How about Mandarin? Well… this one still got a loooOOOOooong way to go cos I’m super lousy with this language too. Her most accurate now is “hao chi ma?” (is this nice to eat?)
Swing swing swing… I’m holding to top of the swimming pool ladder in my pretty party dress and sandles and swinging 1 foot to and fro. Swing swing swing…
Then came auntie who warned me that my sandles could fling into the pool. No one brought their swim suits and hence, no one was going to jump into the pool to retrieve my shoes. That is not a problem at all to me. I’ve been into the swimming pool many times! Retrieving it myself was not a problem so I told her, “I can get it myself!” Then auntie told me that it was a large and deep adult pool. “Do you know how to put your head underwater? Do you know how to search for your sandal while your head is underwater?” I thought for a while and I think she had a point. So I decided that maybe I should play around the small pool instead. Just in case aunt didn’t know what I meant, I formed a small circle with my thumbs and forefingers and showed her while I said, “I want to go to the small pool. The small small pool.”
But alas, the small pool was blocked. Grandpa said it was under renovation.
But I’m cool with it cos I wanted to play at the staircase anyway.
“Give me a hug!” says grandpa. “Give me a hug!” says grandaunt. “Give me a hug!” says daddy. “Give me a hug!” says auntie.
Aarrggh… what is with these people? Can’t they just leave me to play alone with my toys?
I tried something new recently. I decided to let grandpa hug me once. I warned him that that was enough. But he did it again and it was so maddening! I screamed at him and grandaunt told me to apologise for that was rude. This is so unfair!!! I told grandpa nicely at first but he didn’t obey. So I had to be more forceful. That’s what these adults do to me too… they speak to me nicely at first and when I don’t obey, they talk to me forcefully but do not need apologise to me. But I have to? This is so not fair!!! Hmmpph!!!
I met Mummy’s friend many times. She has a son named Thomas. Thomas is taller, runs a lot faster, speaks a lot better and seems to have all kinds of ideas of what to do when our mummies trap us in a room. He is always thinking of new things to do with the toys and new places to run to and explore. I like imitating him. Always so fun.
I also want to always find different ways to play with the toys and let other babies copy me like that.
I want to be just like Thomas.