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(It is now tutiger.net)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>247</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2487448305766076953</id><published>2011-01-21T12:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T02:49:13.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter to my boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>MY REGRET !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;’s life had taken a drastic change lately.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt; is very sad to inform that &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; will not get to see much of &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; anymore. All can be said is, &lt;i&gt;mommy&lt;/i&gt; had remained the same person, the reason &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; chose to leave your side.......... again!!!!! YES, AGAIN!!!!!! &lt;i&gt;DADDY&lt;/i&gt; CHOSE TO LEAVE.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;’s guilt is &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; is the one being affected by our adult problem. &lt;i&gt;Daddy&lt;/i&gt;’s heart is indeed very heavy when &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; saw &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; kept holding onto &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt;’s hand, and pulling &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; to go with &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt;, as things were before. Sadly, it is not……. I am really sorry to my precious beloved boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;Keith, Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt; is really sorry that &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; cannot be there to accompany &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; to play or to go window shopping as we have before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;The court order that was finalized had ordered, actually that condition was what your &lt;i&gt;mommy &lt;/i&gt;had demanded for our divorce, that for &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; to only see &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; fortnightly at a specific day and specific time only, your &lt;i&gt;mommy&lt;/i&gt; or a representative has to be present, mind you this condition also applies to &lt;i&gt;Ah Ku&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Grandma&lt;/i&gt;, as per requested by your &lt;i&gt;mommy&lt;/i&gt; although not stated in the decree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt; hopes that &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; will not see that your &lt;i&gt;Daddy&lt;/i&gt; as bad-mouthing mommy. &lt;i&gt;Daddy&lt;/i&gt; does hope that &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; is going to be raised up well and &lt;i&gt;mommy&lt;/i&gt; will see the light of the need for both of us to see each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;As money had always been a concern and your &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; used to exist in this world only as a “money-making tool”, &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; has been busy with work and &lt;i&gt;mommy&lt;/i&gt; had indeed made it very hard for &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; to see &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt; had always loved &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; and will always do. Please understand that &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; had never intended to abandon &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; in anyway. &lt;i&gt;Daddy&lt;/i&gt; is very sorry that &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;mommy&lt;/i&gt;'s problem had caused &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; not to have a normal family. &lt;i&gt;Daddy&lt;/i&gt; had tried very hard to make good of the whole situation but always ends up with the same result and problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;If &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; ever needed anything, just give &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; a call. For now, &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; will just have to bear with the pain, living without seeing &lt;i&gt;Keith&lt;/i&gt;, until &lt;i&gt;Keith&lt;/i&gt; is much older and can decide for ownself, because of a very selfish act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;Now &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt; just hopes that there won’t be any mind poisoning, happening to &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Daddy &lt;/i&gt;does agree that &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt;’s decision to move on with &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt;’s life has indeed affected &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt;’s life. But &lt;i&gt;Daddy&lt;/i&gt; do hope that &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; would realise that we each are given a choice and we decide it all on what our heart tells us to. When love is dead, please understand that the heart is not once broken (a single crack), it is already in pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;This blog is &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt;’s only way of letting &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; to find out &lt;i&gt;daddy&lt;/i&gt;’s part of the truth. &lt;i&gt;Daddy &lt;/i&gt;will leave it to &lt;i&gt;Keith boy&lt;/i&gt; to find the truth for own self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2487448305766076953?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2487448305766076953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2487448305766076953' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2487448305766076953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2487448305766076953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2011/01/daddy-s-life-had-taken-drastic-change.html' title='MY REGRET !!!!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-428238861419585976</id><published>2010-05-15T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T11:38:29.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>First of all, I am pleased to announce that this blog site is now going to be back to normal. For those who still frequent my blog, my apologies for my absence for so long. Hopefully I will be back for good this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are Keith’s development updates:&lt;br /&gt;- Since end of last year, we have managed to wean him off his pacifier.&lt;br /&gt;- Early this year, he has been potty trained and was diaper-less during the day.&lt;br /&gt;- It has been 2 weeks now he has been totally off diapers, even during his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;- He is no longer asking for his late night or early morning milk.&lt;br /&gt;- He is now alright if we leave him in the public play place without having any adults around.&lt;br /&gt;- He is beginning to show signs of socializing with kids.&lt;br /&gt;- We are yet to send him to any nursery/learning school. We plan to do that next year, still deciding Fungates or QDees (Elaine feels that she want to send him to QDees because she saw that they have more cute little girls his age admitted there)&lt;br /&gt;- He is still an Ultraman fanatic, even singing the theme song but I have managed to get him interested in Barney, Pingu and Pokemon. To my surprise, he is able to recite names ,like Pokemon, Pikachu, Meowth, Balbasaur and Onix&lt;br /&gt;- He spends less time in front of the television now and rather cycles his tricycle in the house and going to the playground near my house.&lt;br /&gt;- He is able to sit on the playground swing without any assistance, guidance nor care and he is even swinging by himself.&lt;br /&gt;- He astonished me when he demonstrated so much independence when he steadily climbed the spiral stairs of the playhouse all on his own.&lt;br /&gt;- A few days ago, Keith just got his buttock scratched by the comb of the escalator. I will write that on another post soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;In the past, I have gotten third party feedbacks that there were some irritated people whom felt that I have been a show-off. Mind you, there is no need for me to do that because this blog is meant to keep track of my son’s development and not a contest. If you feel irritated, please feel free to feedback to me personally or comment. If you won’t then please choose to ignore my blog because I really failed to understand how an update on my son’s development will actually offend anyone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an update on me.&lt;br /&gt;- It is agreed between Elaine and I that we will try our best to be good parents to Keith and we had both forgiven each other for our past. In other words, it is useless for some people whom are trying to break us up again because there is nothing to break now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;o Occasionally she will get strange calls and visit by stranger telling her the “truth” about me. Well, we are both too busy with our lives now and we couldn’t be bothered by all these. A word of advice to the nuisance, the truth will reveal itself eventually; repent before it is too late. The reason why Elaine and I have nothing to fear is because we have both repented and confessed our mistakes and wrongdoings, have you? We were able to forgive each other and ourselves, can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Close to half year ago, I got robbed at knife point, I have lost my waist pouch. Although I got scratched in the face and cut on my wrist, luckily Elaine was unhurt and Keith was not around at that time.&lt;div&gt;- I am now working in a company affiliated with Italian, Chinese and Taiwanese principals. The job requires me to travel extensively locally and South East Asia, China, Taiwan and Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;- My job has been rather interesting because it involves a lot of technical knowledge in a field less ventured and I have been lucky because I have been able to handle my boss’s “tough” customers well and they even treated me very friendly after getting to know me. Much to my boss’s surprise we even became very good friends.&lt;br /&gt;- Close to 2 months ago, my car was stolen when I went to attend a charity event in Pahang with my colleagues and boss, not only have I lost my personal belongings inside the car, I have also lost my certificates and testimonials. My boss is now providing me with a company car.&lt;br /&gt;- My boss is bringing me to church and FGB meetings. In fact with all the bad luck events happening to me, I am really grateful that he saw those as a challenge and not seeing me as a black sheep.&lt;br /&gt;- Lately I just got a really great job offer, which is offering me almost the same to my salary, minus the un-necessary entertainments so I am deeply considering it. My boss told me he will let me go, if he sees the Offer Letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our thanks to Jazzmint for her kind support to both of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-428238861419585976?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/428238861419585976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=428238861419585976' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/428238861419585976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/428238861419585976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2010/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3188839447901729303</id><published>2009-03-04T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:04:58.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ah Ku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Keith 2nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I am very sorry for not being able to update my blog as often as I like now. Life is indeed very hard especially when you have to work things out from scratch without much help and support. Luckily I found it lately with much understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have been absent from my blog for over 2 months now. I am taking this opportunity to start writing again whenever I can find the time to. My sincerest apologies to all that have hopped over to my blog only to be disappointed with the same old posting.&lt;/blockquote&gt;It was Keith's birthday last week and I manage to spend almost the whole day with him. (Well, I am glad that I can almost see him almost on a weekly basis and he is still as attached to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day was not really an eventful day but it has been a very tiring day for all of us, including the Birthday boy. Elaine wanted to get cupcakes from &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Cupcake Chic&lt;/span&gt; so they bought two to try and sadly they were not to our liking, with Keith being the only one wanting to eat one cupcake and smashing the sweeter one. Guess the cupcakes were not to our liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how Keith eats his cup cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MMl0ybE-_w3Z4R-flHvQlQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/SawOxN_7gKI/AAAAAAAAAr0/BZq3KlDqesA/s800/DSC01942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xFBUK9rN2B1BvQCRylQ4Fg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/SawPK4tXVuI/AAAAAAAAAso/_52cu54qmLU/s800/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cupcake we decided to go into the Curve because it was raining heavily and I have parked my car in the basement parking of Ikea. While walking towards the entrance, Keith saw the candy shop and immediately he helped himself to pick the candy :P We can really see that he indeed enjoyed himself with his lollipop candy although he cannot finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Fov5XzOZr8uGIdhOcM22ug?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/SawOxCqrfjI/AAAAAAAAAr8/PfaNdTvR8yQ/s800/DSC01974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even sat himself on a bench to enjoy his lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LL7gN2NDEkzL9K4pdXCEQg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/SawPLafyoYI/AAAAAAAAAsw/mT6Wxt79MSk/s800/Untitled-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We allowed him to have 2 rides on the mini rides then we headed to Ikea and had a little walk. Keith would as usual play with all the toys there and also the slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Bqd0L2Qb4reQEc8P5viAWQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/SawPKxFWBOI/AAAAAAAAAsg/xeYBTkOaPuo/s800/DSC02032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, we decided to go to &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Jelly Q&lt;/span&gt; to get a jelly instead. Everybody decided to go for the steamboat opposite of the confectionery shop because we were all so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we also let Keith have his jelly cake there too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YjbvlNQP3xEmTvmv0nm3qg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/SawOxSmUDUI/AAAAAAAAAsE/aHzZ9HIFl60/s800/DSC02014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gave me the scare is him touching the top of the candles right after he blew it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PZbotmMKKY9-qhXqQmK1iQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/SawOxzVS6MI/AAAAAAAAAsM/0Y4Co8nAr3s/s800/DSC02019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought him a balloon, which he had used to repeatedly hit my sister on the head with, as well along with the gifts he got from us. I gave him a Swarovski Crystal Pig (for keeping) with a fake W910 display phone, my mom gave him a small golden piggie pendant and he also received a Jumbo-size Barney from a very good friend of my sister and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bt3mj3IW5VlJRQxe6hSNiA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/SawOyO6cIgI/AAAAAAAAAsU/QF8wHiWe3TU/s800/DSC02029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That did not conclude the day, we went to the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Food Foundry&lt;/span&gt; to get a Mille Crepe Cake for all the adults and headed to a small restaurant in Taman Desa for our dinner before sending Elaine and Keith home. As usual Keith would whine when he sees me leave but I am glad in a way that Elaine and I are trying to work things out in our own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3188839447901729303?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3188839447901729303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3188839447901729303' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3188839447901729303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3188839447901729303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2009/03/keith-2nd-birthday.html' title='Keith 2nd Birthday'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/SawOxN_7gKI/AAAAAAAAAr0/BZq3KlDqesA/s72-c/DSC01942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7800665572055764934</id><published>2008-12-16T01:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:12:26.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>My Recent Visits to Keith</title><content type='html'>I have managed to see Keith as per the agreement that it has to be in the presence of, and it was with Elaine for the past few weeks but the trouble is we still have our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; fights. I guess it is rather hard to working things out and I am really hoping that we can start everything anew as friends. I am rather overjoyed because Keith has been rather ecstatic to see me and he is still just as attached to me but of course he has gotten more attached to his mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith has gotten quite demanding and has began to order around, even starting to ask for things but the good thing is we can still talk him out of it or to promise him to give it to him later, then he is ok already. All we need to do is to be really angry or when he does something really wrong, he would come over and keep giving the angry one his kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for the toys I have given him, he is not too interested in it because I know that he had always wanted someone to be there playing it with him, only then will he be interested. Of all the toys, the one he had like most is the bus toy and the drawing table. But we all know how kids are, they always change their preference almost on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted so very much to post up his pictures here but Elaine made me promised that I will not post his pictures up until much later on, for reasons I dunno why. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7800665572055764934?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7800665572055764934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7800665572055764934' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7800665572055764934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7800665572055764934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/12/my-recent-visits-to-keith.html' title='My Recent Visits to Keith'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1895835689077053135</id><published>2008-11-30T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T04:32:43.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week have been a very expensive week for me. I have bought 2 case of Enfagrow A+ in Isetan which is retailing at RM74.90. (there is 6 tins in a case)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/bAKX0uto5D1E7JpZDWOgCQ?authkey=NutzqPejOvg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/STLzT95fiXI/AAAAAAAAAp0/vEoSSfPt4uc/s400/DSC00919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that I have went to the e-Toys warehouse sales to buy toys for Keith and a birthday present for Nicole too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Keith has always been fascinated to get onto the driver seat so I got him this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/GdR6dxxXKFldnUiNJpiN5Q?authkey=NutzqPejOvg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/STLzUMJrCJI/AAAAAAAAAp8/eMKv5XP1QlU/s400/DSC00920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is definitely better than those MatchBox car toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/z1LBKGE48q7MfbiLBeVcZw?authkey=NutzqPejOvg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/STLzUlZYHRI/AAAAAAAAAqE/zUxt4BC4274/s400/DSC00921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bus with alphabets and phonics. To him this is another car toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/pjqrMtlANTvsLsYw0UuZ8Q?authkey=NutzqPejOvg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/STLzVMZAesI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Nd4ncq8kuBc/s400/DSC00922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most expensive one, costing RM100, not sure if he likes this one or is he going to use the teacher as a joystick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/yC94a6JjI7G5Cxmq2s2M9A?authkey=NutzqPejOvg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/STLzV99H2-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/Hg-wz07arHI/s400/DSC00923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got him a table drawing board to get him interested in writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/0i_DPlUstv1HzJ5bV32fgw?authkey=NutzqPejOvg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/STL0FNk-3lI/AAAAAAAAAqc/aPR2POzyIDk/s400/DSC00924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly this standing drawing board is for Nicole but now I got to figure out how to send this one back to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/Rm6MLCn1vk4sND6eIXj6Pg?authkey=NutzqPejOvg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/STL0F4QyHEI/AAAAAAAAAqk/QWeGkSQTr_M/s400/DSC00925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also bought a Vtech Floating Boat and got a free RC Helicopter from their lucky draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess from next few months I will have to be really thrifty and to spend as little as possible. I might have to even skip some of the things that I really needed, like getting a new pair of spectacles to replace my 3 years old glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1895835689077053135?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1895835689077053135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1895835689077053135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1895835689077053135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1895835689077053135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/11/this-week-have-been-very-expensive-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_kOr0xQMfgcw/STLzT95fiXI/AAAAAAAAAp0/vEoSSfPt4uc/s72-c/DSC00919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-799062755926396748</id><published>2008-11-08T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:08:46.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><title type='text'>The revelation</title><content type='html'>It is high time I reveal it to all since my relationship is already beyond any help. I will refer back to my earlier post on 2nd June 2008 (&lt;a href="http://www.tutiger.net/2008/06/bad-day.html"&gt;Bad Day!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I do not want to write this first part down but I really needed to remind myself of this incident to I will do it but I would not want to go into too much details, rather just vaguely mention it because I do not want to hurt anyone's feeling. I'll just mentioned the person as "A". I have always tried my very best in doing things to please "A" that I can, yet "A" is never seems happy. Everytime when things like this happened, the whole situation would looks as though I am always given the right to choose but I make the choice that is not in "A" favour then I am bound to get it badly..... mentally and physically too.... talk about abuse!!! (Doesn't this makes you think our of beloved country?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just trying to teach "A" a lesson because I never liked being ordered and being bossed around (nobody does!) When I made my choice not offer my help to "A" because I wanted "A" to know what it takes for me to do the job. "A" tried to get the job done and was really unhappy about it. In the end when I tried to let "A" know that I faces the same helplessness when I am ordered to do the same job, I got battered!!!! and battered badly too!!!! Sigh! So much for a freedom of choice!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say tht the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; in the quote refers to Elaine, and when I say battered, she had slapped me so hard that my glasses flew off and punched me in the chest with all her might...... For those who might see this as a minor thing, she did this in the restaurant during business hours when it is half filled with people and also right in front of my mother. She kept punching me until my mother has to come over to stop her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that I cannot defend myself but I was afraid that my retaliation will cause her injury so I have to bear it. Instead of confronting her and make matter worse, I opted to run out of the restaurant and seeing her being so violent, I took Keith along with me. I was still being very patient and controlled then. After a few minutes, she chased after me like a mad woman, wailing and all, I still walk on ignoring her. Then she confronted me in front of Citrus Park and snatched Keith away from me. During the commotion, Keith was unhappy about her shouting at me, so he cried and I have to let go of him so that she would stop struggling. I hated it when she always uses Keith to threaten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked on leaving her and she walk back to the restaurant with Keith. I do not wish to go into detail of what she shouted, all I can say is, it is not nice things :( We argued but I kept my temper very well that day and avoided hitting her when she keep trying to coax me to...... I chose to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in dire need of a friend to talk to that day but I didn't call anyone up. I was really lucky that my mom and sis has helped me out that evening. I will stop here for now so that I can take my mind of it all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-799062755926396748?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/799062755926396748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=799062755926396748' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/799062755926396748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/799062755926396748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/11/revelation.html' title='The revelation'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2235938895293241490</id><published>2008-10-27T02:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:49:55.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>My new handphone</title><content type='html'>I have bought myself a new handphone lately because my old Nokia has been bugging me with quite a number of problems. I have many customers complaining to me that they cannot call me when my phone is actually switched on with full signal bar. Rubbing salt onto my wound, surprisingly Maxis doesn't SMS me back about my missed calls too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am on the line with a customer, I keep getting dropped calls. Initially I thought all this problem was from Maxis but then I tried to use an old handphone and it worked fine without any problem. I wanted to continue using the line with that phone but Elaine wanted to use that phone instead. I ended up having to get a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much looking around and many rounds of trips to Low Yat and Sg Wang, in the end I have decided to get myself a Sony Ericsson G900&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/0_M5xMpZenZRQl-iOIv20w?authkey=NutzqPejOvg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SQTNK8vxEuI/AAAAAAAAApU/FEOlEyLAOo0/s400/DSC00231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the phone that I am buying is already past the promotion period, I still got the free SE Bluetooth headset as well as the 2GB M2 card although it is no longer stated on the box :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/WXIqdKZaAA0OvjoT89Y1Bw?authkey=NutzqPejOvg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SQTNJ4hWFLI/AAAAAAAAApM/slSQy7hUITc/s400/DSC00230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the phone, especially the touchscreen and best of all the response time is rather fast compared to my N73ME. As for the N73ME, I am passing it over to my mom because she has always bugged me that my sister's Samsung phone is too soft for her. Hope she can bear with the slow respond time of the N73.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2235938895293241490?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2235938895293241490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2235938895293241490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2235938895293241490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2235938895293241490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/10/my-new-handphone.html' title='My new handphone'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SQTNK8vxEuI/AAAAAAAAApU/FEOlEyLAOo0/s72-c/DSC00231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1206679102230687394</id><published>2008-10-14T07:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:31:06.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><title type='text'>Life goes on again</title><content type='html'>Starting on a new job is indeed very hard when you have to really juggle between work and private life. I just hope that everyone will have a little more patience with me and my blog. I have been feeling rather guilty because I have to take some time off to settle down my things. The only hint that I can crop right now is I will try my very best to post up the latest happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to take this opportunity to inform all that I guess it is time that I turn this into my own personal blog. As there might not be any turn to the events that has happened and what is to come is unavoidable. To those who know what I meant, please keep it all to yourself. I only have myself to blame for what that had happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1206679102230687394?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1206679102230687394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1206679102230687394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1206679102230687394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1206679102230687394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/10/life-goes-on-again.html' title='Life goes on again'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1170428601363417181</id><published>2008-10-02T04:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:00:47.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><title type='text'>Life goes on</title><content type='html'>Some of you might have known this (especially those in Facebook) but I guess it is time that I do a small announcement here. I have already left the restaurant and right now Elaine and her family is running it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on no matter what and I have just started on my new job as a negotiator in the real estate. Right now my job is to get more listing and to gather as much info as I can from all parties involved. I am very grateful that I have joined a very supportive company with many people whom are more than willing to help me in my job, which is a rare in this line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sorry that I have made this "father writing about his family, especially his son" blog into my own personal life blog but I do hope that I will be able to do some, if not more, of what I have started out this blog for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those whom are curious about my answer, &lt;blockquote&gt;"Yes, there is no turning back to what is about to happen and I am willing to accept all the consequences"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really thankful to have supportive friends during this period of time and as I have promised to you all,  I am now standing up for myself after such a very long period of time of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1170428601363417181?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1170428601363417181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1170428601363417181' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1170428601363417181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1170428601363417181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/10/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7743322209187196783</id><published>2008-09-20T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:15:00.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is sure hard to live a life where you have to start all over. With so many things that I would be needing to get and spend on. Then again the problem is still hovering me as it has always had, though to a lesser extend but I guess I really needed more time to iron things out before I can really move on with my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The better news is that I am now finally able to go online and I can also chat and do things online with much greater freedom but right now what I am lacking is the time. Come Monday, I will be starting of with my new job and will be letting you all know about it later on, if everything works out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the other of my problem is getting a new car. Any salesman out there you all might wanna suggest to me, if I am going to get the P2 car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7743322209187196783?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7743322209187196783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7743322209187196783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7743322209187196783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7743322209187196783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/09/it-is-sure-hard-to-live-life-where-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-5731525305180860260</id><published>2008-08-28T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:23:05.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><title type='text'>Blog break</title><content type='html'>I know I have not been blogging for a while now and I did not even do Keith's development for his 18 months old. My sincerest apologies to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on a blog break for a while because I really needed the time to clear up my personal life and stuffs too..... Something major is about to be announced and those in the know, please do keep it to yourselves about it. I would really appreciate it. It is a very sad thing to announce but I really guess this is the only thing that I can opt for right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-5731525305180860260?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/5731525305180860260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=5731525305180860260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5731525305180860260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5731525305180860260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/08/blog-break.html' title='Blog break'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-46840855684659999</id><published>2008-07-25T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:51:54.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 17 months</title><content type='html'>Keith just turned 17 months (1 year and 5 months) yesterday. I am supposed to do a few more posts before this one but my hands has been rather tied up with many happenings in the family and business. This month we have the waitress quiting on us without notice, meaning she left right after payday. So lately have been rather tiring for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith has been becoming more and more adventurous and mischievous too. This picture is taken in 1U TGI Fridays on this Tuesday and I happen to meet up with Shereen and her family too. This is the first time Elaine, Keith and I, as a family meet another family from online, on an outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5226884462131485490"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SImfuZ9bGzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/f3v28CjQZqQ/s400/DSC00338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statistics from last month (will update later on)&lt;br /&gt;Height - 77cm&lt;br /&gt;Weight -8.75kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is now about 5-6 bottles of 7oz, he is no long taking his usual porridge anymore but instead he is sharing part grandma's lunch portion and Elaine's or my portion of dinner. We are also ordering the kids order for him when we dine out. Practically eats almost anything except veggies, sourish or spicy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;He will only fall asleep on our bed because it is big enough for him to turn and toss around to find his best and comfortable sleeping position and only after he fall into a slumber sleep, we would move him back into his cot. He dislikes to be left alone in the room or in the dark but funnily on one occasion he was being whiny and wanted to go out so I went out to off all the lights in the house except the night light in our room but he was not afraid of the dark although he just stood there. If others, like Nicole, would already be crying or whining because of the darkness. That is a great improvement compared to the power trip situation last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he knows how to wiggle/backward crawl himself to get down from the bed!!! Before I was afraid that he would fall of our bed and now he is yet to be able to climb up. It is sure tough to put him to sleep in the afternoon because he keep wanting to go out and a little more noise than average would make him all excited. I guess it made it hard for him to fall asleep thinking that I might go out without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeth&lt;br /&gt;He now has 16 teeth but they are all so crooked leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5226884460407198978"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SImfuTiUlQI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ONmf1TxrNaM/s400/DSC00337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verbal&lt;br /&gt;He would be calling me as "apa", his mom as “ama” and my sister as “aka” (supposed to be "ah ku" for paternal aunt. He would now called us to give him food by repeating "umm", and the expression of "ah!" when he wants water..... He rather point with his fingers than verbal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mobility&lt;br /&gt;He is beginning to explore everything now and as before when he want to go somewhere further he would turn around to face us when he wants us to carry him. He has the bad habit of picking up things from the floor but good habit because he would walk to the rubbish bin to throw. He like to do the rowing motion, especially when i hold on to both his hands and he also knows how to rock on a rocking horse too. Now he is able to crawl up one step of the stairs but descend is only with someone holding his hand. He also likes to dance his own moves to the tune of the children songs as well as those more funky (bass filled) music too but lately he prefers the short movie clips I have made for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He would try to be cute by slanting his head to his side and look at me whenever I scold him or give him the stern look. But as soon as I am not looking at him, he would be back to the same mischief again, like bullying Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When there is no one to pick him up from the baby chair, he would turn to those he wouldn't normally prefers carrying him, just as long as the person is not a stranger. He is more picky when he is not in the mood or when he wants to go out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is still unable to board onto another person's car without his mommy and I carrying him. Nobody else can carry him into a car because he would start crying, as soon as he boards the car, until he puked on a few occasions in my sister’s car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Developed a liking to shout at a very high pitch, when he is unhappy, not given what he wanted, not carried and he baby babbles a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to point at things with his index fingers, it is either to where he wanted to go to, something he wanted or when he sees pretty girls. Now he also like to give flying kiss too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is also able to respond very well to "tim choong-choong", "clap-clap hand", "friend kiss" and "habis and occasionally remembers to "gong xi, gong xi". He is not doing less of this because he prefers to shake his body more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Likes to put his hand into his mommy's shirt and torture her mole on her upper chest or even our earlobes. Sigh! Sometimes it can get really painful because of his repeated torture and he likes to use his fingernails too. This also serves as a warning to those who wanted to carry him, he likes to put his hand into your shirt and grope....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Look at how cheeky he can be at times :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5226884456825894834"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SImfuGMeN7I/AAAAAAAAAew/YihXqfoEJqs/s400/DSC00336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-46840855684659999?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/46840855684659999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=46840855684659999' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/46840855684659999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/46840855684659999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/07/keith-is-17-months.html' title='Keith is 17 months'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SImfuZ9bGzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/f3v28CjQZqQ/s72-c/DSC00338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-4101491449018265130</id><published>2008-07-14T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T23:24:53.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>New family member</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday, 8th July at about 10am+, there was an arrival of a new family member.... Keith's new cousin sister, his Uncle Jason's first daughter. it was a planned C-Section  but things got a little complicated when his wife's water broke early in the morning and it was raining heavily causing a massive jam in KL due to flood in many areas, and the doctor was stuck in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way she was delivered by the same doctor as Keith too. She weights 2.4kg. Now Keith, Yong Jin and baby is born in the same place too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-4101491449018265130?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/4101491449018265130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=4101491449018265130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4101491449018265130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4101491449018265130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/07/new-family-member.html' title='New family member'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2698475979314177879</id><published>2008-07-05T19:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:06:44.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ah Ku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>My hectic Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tuesday was a rather hectic and tiring day for me. In the morning I have to run to the LHDN alone and also to meet up with my very good friend, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;DD&lt;/span&gt;. I am very thankful for the time that &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;DD&lt;/span&gt; took to help me out on many things. The other person that I am grateful with is my sister who took leave that day to help me to assist Elaine so that I can go out in the morning. While Grandma has gone back to Penang the night before for her medical checkup that day itself. By noon I took Keith, Elaine and my sister out for lunch at Tony Roma's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was ok and we ordered 3 sets. Keith was the one having the most fun because he seems to be enjoying himself with all the food we shared with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is taking some bread. Does he looked shocked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5219517810709892818"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SG9zy24wDtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Vp5pmCYrJZM/s400/DSC00268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even wanted to try it with the dressing the waitress gave him. The carrot and celery was a compliment for him :D but he don't seems to like it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5219517814232019154"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SG9zzEAfcNI/AAAAAAAAAds/cffqVgsg8Es/s400/DSC00283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yummy look....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5219517814467121746"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SG9zzE4i0lI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PF8Tp2UZZ6Y/s400/DSC00287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently he has also began giving different expressions when we put him in front of a mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5219517816657847474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SG9zzNC2pLI/AAAAAAAAAd8/qr-q6iQVPzo/s400/DSC00288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I was totally tired by the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I would like to add is Keith's Portable DVD player from Citibank has finally arrived. I am very happy about it because now I do not have to share my laptop with my boy anymore to watch his children songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5219517821678740818"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SG9zzfv7ZVI/AAAAAAAAAeE/b_aGoanJDgg/s400/DSC00316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2698475979314177879?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2698475979314177879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2698475979314177879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2698475979314177879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2698475979314177879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/07/my-hectic-tuesday.html' title='My hectic Tuesday'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SG9zy24wDtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Vp5pmCYrJZM/s72-c/DSC00268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-705880223609409115</id><published>2008-06-28T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:53:21.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 16 months</title><content type='html'>Keith has turned 16 months (1 year and 4 months) four days ago but I have not been able to do this post until now because I am really being tired down with too many burdens to shoulder recently. Sadly he still has his running nose and occasional cough. It is sure tough to give him his medicine but we managed to give him his medicine with minimal fight back despite his reluctance. We have delayed his MMR jab again because I don’t think he will be given since he is still sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite his skinny size, he is really a big eater. I just wonder where all the food he ate went to….. Perhaps his move around activity and his moves to the rhythm took it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5216802889497901986"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SGXOlpPA-6I/AAAAAAAAAdE/YrxBL4zcsmM/s400/DSC00225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statistics from last month (will update later on)&lt;br /&gt;Height - 77cm&lt;br /&gt;Weight -8.75kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is now about 5-6 bottles of 5-8oz, in addition to his 2 actual meals of solid but he is no longer interested in his porridge. He is more into out normal food, like rice with sauces or noodles cut to bits. He can even finish half a portion of my dinner of salted egg with steam meat and he can get really eager to share it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5216802894871368738"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SGXOl9QJlCI/AAAAAAAAAdU/XkOn8yHl3Bg/s400/DSC00233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always wanted to share our meals with us. He tend to like meat better and don’t quite like veggies. I think he might be cutting down on his early hours feeding (late night feeding) because he is not completing his bottle of milk during his 2 early morning feedings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5216802894905898226"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SGXOl9YYdPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/g-MmftMwmic/s400/DSC00237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Lately he will only fall asleep on our bed and would not want to sleep on his cot. He dislikes to be left alone in the room or in the dark. On one occasion the power got tripped and he squatted down on the floor and started whining for us. When he sleeps in his cot, he would sometimes cry out and would only fall back to sleep after Elaine or I pat him and let him know that we are there by his side. To my surprise, without any accidents so far (knock on wood!), he is able to get down from the bed by himself!!!! And I was afraid that he would fall of our bed. Lately it is getting harder to make him sleep in the afternoon in our restaurant because he keep wanting to go out and because of our staffing problem, I have not been able to take him out as often. I guess it made it hard for him to fall asleep because he is afraid that I will go out without him. I think I have not been a very good daddy lately too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeth&lt;br /&gt;He now has 12 teeth and 2 of his upper molars had already appeared on his gum. He really gave me the scare by teething so early. Funny thing is many parents were so disappointed that their toddlers were teething late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5216802891185242706"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SGXOlvhTwlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/1GB3AcUJqpI/s400/DSC00228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verbal&lt;br /&gt;He would be calling me as "papa" "apa" "da" and even "dada". Funnily he seems to dislike calling "mama" or “ama” but he would if we tempt him with his favourite chocolate pudding or when he is in his talking mood, normally in the morning. He would just ignore us when we repeatedly say "mama" in front of him without any response from him or he would say “ka” or “aka”. He would spit out his pacifier and begin to call out "umm", "umm-mum or mumm-mumm" when he sees us taking food. He would even say "ah!" when he wants water..... Guess because I kept playfully gave him the expression of "ah!" after he takes his water, in hoping to encourage him to drink more water since he is now taking powdered milk. Whenever anyone tried to make him say some words which he is unable to utter, like "ku" - (paternal aunt) for my sister "grandma" or "mama", he would keep saying "da" or "dada" in return. I wonder if this "da" and "dada" is for me or everyone! He calls my sister “ka” and “aka” too.&lt;br /&gt;Although he is yet to greet people close to him, he is able to point to the person when we ask him where the person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mobility&lt;br /&gt;He is beginning to walk on his own more steadily now and he would turn around to face us when he wants us to carry him. Sometimes he would put both his hands in mine or would be pointing at me (with his index finger) and call out to me, sort of telling me to carry him. He seems to have the habit of picking up things from the floor and walk to the rubbish bin to throw. He is also able to sit down more properly now, when we tell him to sit especially if it is for food! He also knows how to rock on a rocking horse too but he is still afraid of stairs. He also likes to dance his own moves to the tune of the children songs as well as those more funky (bass filled) music too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is now more okay with people carrying him, just as long as the person is not a stranger. He is more picky when he is not in the mood or when he wants to go out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He would try to be cute by slanting his head to his side and look at me whenever I scold him or give him the stern look.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is still unable to board onto another person's car without his mommy and I carrying him. Nobody else can carry him into a car because he would start crying, as soon as he boards the car, until he puked on one occasion in my sister’s car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Developed a liking to shout at a very high pitch, when he is unhappy, not given what he wanted, not carried or when I switch on the blender! He also likes to "quarrel" with my sister!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to point at things with his index fingers, it is either to where he wanted to go to, something he wanted or when he sees pretty girls. Now he also like to give flying kiss too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is also able to respond very well to "tim choong-choong", "clap-clap hand", "friend kiss" and "habis and occasionally remembers to "gong xi, gong xi"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Likes to put his hand into his mommy's shirt and torture her mole on her upper chest or even our earlobes. Sigh! Sometimes it can get really painful because of his repeated torture and he likes to use his fingernails too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-705880223609409115?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/705880223609409115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=705880223609409115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/705880223609409115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/705880223609409115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/06/keith-is-16-months.html' title='Keith is 16 months'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SGXOlpPA-6I/AAAAAAAAAdE/YrxBL4zcsmM/s72-c/DSC00225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6396086897346635222</id><published>2008-06-22T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:54:32.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith is sick again!!!</title><content type='html'>I hope I am not ranting too much in my blog….. Guess life has been rather exhausting for for my family lately….. Probably the reason for our dilemma is because Elaine has calculated things to the extreme without leaving much room for a breather, &lt;s&gt;I am not blaming her, just my own opinion only&lt;/s&gt;. It is sure tough to manage our personal lives without the maid because we are now short of  hand to care for Keith, not that we really have to her carrying or caring for Keith all the time since he is not that attached to her. Now we just have to juggle between Elaine, Grandma, I and occasionally some help from my sister too. Life is surely gonna be much easier if everybody put in a little more effort to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I would like to thank those whom had passed to me their contact of maid agency. I still do not know which one would Elaine be choosing but I am really thankful and truly appreciate the help.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really makes it tough is when people starting to snap at each other over small things. Sigh! It is sure hard on everybody. Life is never a bed of roses….. anyway I don’t think there is anybody wanting to sleep in that if the thorns are still attached to the stalk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is when the maids were still working for us, I would be the one to suffer all the complain against them and now that they are gone I was just hoping that everyone chip in a little extra to make the family function, since the new maids would take about 2 months to arrive. Even then we would have to be patient with them to teach them to do house chores correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add salt to our wound, Keith has fallen sick with cold, cough and phlegm again. &lt;s&gt;I do realize that he tends to fall sick whenever he is close to his month old.&lt;/s&gt;  It surely nade it harder for us trying to adjust and having a whiny Keith, especially when we get really busy in our restaurant. In this picture you can see that Keith is rather worn and tired by his sickness this time and we are rather lucky because he happen to sleep a lot because of that too...... Just that he would want to sleep with us at night and start his acrobatic sleep act in the middle of our bed...... I woke up this morning with a leg on my nose and I can see that he was also trying to reach out to grab his mom's ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5214686260364712578"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SF5JhnQmGoI/AAAAAAAAAcc/u4CCX0rBNrY/s400/DSC00167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets rougher when we try to give him his dose of medicine administered with syringe….. He would either cough till he puke or he would force himself to throw up…… This is his reaction as soon as he sees the syringes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5214686260991665314"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SF5JhpmEpKI/AAAAAAAAAck/EuCQYBJC8JQ/s400/DSC00169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually he vomited so many times I really feel heartbroken, he had either coughed himself till he vomited or right after we gave him half of syringe of medicine. I never minded having to change the bedsheets, comforter, cleaning him up or the mess he left. I just hated it, being ordered around. I even ordered to do three things at the same time!!!! Sigh! Guess I have became the replacement maid :P We are planning to take him to see his paed if he is still not responding to his medication so that the would administer another shot of nebulizer to hasten his recovery.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would sure like to thank my lil’ angel for being there and being my pillar of support during this hard period, without that I doubt I could go far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6396086897346635222?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6396086897346635222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6396086897346635222' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6396086897346635222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6396086897346635222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/06/keith-is-sick-again.html' title='Keith is sick again!!!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SF5JhnQmGoI/AAAAAAAAAcc/u4CCX0rBNrY/s72-c/DSC00167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8550520038755245755</id><published>2008-06-15T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:09:01.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ah Ku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Runaway Maids</title><content type='html'>Today is a horrible day to do this post..... Most who have my MSN would know that I am a late night bird. Last night, as usual I went to sleep at 5am But I only get to sleep until 8am. The reason for the short sleep was because my mom came rushing into our room telling us that the maids has gone missing (my sister's and mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma has made the discovery when she was going to the bathroom. After looking thru our personal stuffs we found that we are missing quite a sum of money from Elaine's pouch (our own money and "loose change" money we keep for the cash register) We also found a half bottle of milk on the table in the hall along with our keys and their passports, which was taken from our pouch as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really made us totally unprepared for this is because my sister's maid is due for home in October and mine is in December this year. my sister's maid even told my sister that she wanted to continue her employment and she requested that we send her back. We have promised her that we will allow her to go back for a month in January. We were really shock that they have decided to runaway and was even daring to steal money right under our nose. Elaine, Keith and I is sleeping in the room where the theft took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my guess, she has used the opportunity to steal it when she came into our room at about 6 - 7am to feed Keith his morning milk. She only fed hin halfway thru because she did not want to force the whole bottle to Keith because he would normally starts to whine if he is given more than half a bottle. Since Elaine is a light sleeper, she is normally woken up by Keith's whining so I guess she took the caution ot that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite a check with the guard house, they were unable to provide much information because ours is practically manned by foreigners too, my guess is probably Nepalese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the reason for their daring act is probably due to the fact that they knew where I put their passports. Recently the government has required us, employers, to bring along their passport whenever we bring them out. It has really been an inconvenience, it would be better if we can have the immigration dept issued ID cards and have their passports kept in a safe place or even with the agency. According to the maid agency, the immigration dept has discontinued sending it out these recent years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never liked the idea of having strangers, like maid, in my house because I have always felt uncomfortable with them and also thinks that there is a loss of privacy. FYI, I never spoke to my maids, they get their instructions from Elaine all the time. I am considered lucky because Keith is never attached to our maid and he never really quite liked her. Anyway the reason for us to get the maids is because we needed them to help Grandma to care for Keith (and Nicole, formerly) as well as Grandma herself too because she has been having problem with her legs and movement is rather limited lately and she had fainted once on us because of low blood pressure. Grandma herself is on High Blood Pressure, High Cholesterol and Controlled Diabetes medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly we don't have a big family so we have to resort to employing maids to help us out on out daily chores as well as taking care of our family so that we can spare more time on our business. The most depressing part of the day is losing the maid has sparked a few arguments in the family and I am being victimized all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thank for all the friends whom have given their advises, for all the concerns we have been given, for sharing with us their experiences and contacts for maid agencies, since most are closed on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8550520038755245755?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8550520038755245755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8550520038755245755' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8550520038755245755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8550520038755245755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/06/runaway-maids.html' title='Runaway Maids'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1796193594442715713</id><published>2008-06-14T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:33:02.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yong Jin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Remote Controlled Cars</title><content type='html'>Lately I have bought Keith a remote control car &lt;s&gt;and Yes, I know that it is for 3 years and above&lt;/s&gt; I would be the one controlling the car and let him chase it or we would do something really bad and use it to scare and chase after the cats. Keith sure liked to play with the remote although he is unable to control the car, I guess he liked to use it to go after cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the fun that Keith and I have had with the remote controlled car, Aunty May's husband, Edward went to buy another set. Sadly he had bought the car of the same frequency and there is no way that we can change the wave and Yong Jin kept wanting to control our car because it is a more powerful and fully charged too. So you've got Yong Jin and Keith (me) trying to control the same car because his parents forgot those rechargeable batteries. Now we cannot play both cars together because the both remotes can control the same car. In fact this has caused our "zero" accident car crashed into the drain a couple times.... eeeewwwww! I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this picture you can see that Keith is rotating the steering control control while Yong Jin is the one pressing on the accelerator moving forward/reverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5211688816034685218"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SFOjXY-foSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UkLimeFvlic/s400/DSC00050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, fun became fear when Yong Jin turned the remote into a imaginary gun. We were all scared by his pose but Keith kept wanting to get close because the car is behind Yong Jin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5211688822524011922"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SFOjXxJq5ZI/AAAAAAAAAcU/cy08gpb_zV4/s400/DSC00051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1796193594442715713?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1796193594442715713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1796193594442715713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1796193594442715713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1796193594442715713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/06/remote-controlled-cars.html' title='Remote Controlled Cars'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SFOjXY-foSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UkLimeFvlic/s72-c/DSC00050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6499411373938052503</id><published>2008-06-11T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:39:17.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith's Twist, Feeding and my personal message for a friend</title><content type='html'>Recently Keith has been much more active than ever but sadly I don't quite have the energy to cope, since someone is not co-operating much. Anyway what caught my attention recently is his liking to dance to tunes. He would be twisting if he is sitting down, holding his hands up in the air and shaking them while twisting if he is standing up, jumping if someone is carrying him, do the rowing motion if someone is holding both his hands or twisting his shoulders if he is inside the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang! I should have taken part in Nuffnang Twister thingy with this.... Too bad Grandma had ordered us not to give Keith any publicity of those competition kind!!! Funny thing is she is ok with the blog idea :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="fs=true" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=7048751947426078004&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really glad that Keith's wound had healed rather well and the scar is not that obvious. My thanks to all the advises that I got and the well-wishers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5210551658168947650"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SE-ZIFz7k8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/Jrw0gvCXekc/s400/DSC00027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been wanting to do this but everytime I could not as I needed one hand to hold the bottle. This time I have had the camera ready before his feeding starts. Keith takes 3 of his milk feeding like this everyday!!! Once in the early morning, another in the afternoon/evening and lastly at around midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="fs=true" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-1002242472510387121&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Recently many unhappy things had happened in my life. I am not using this opportunity to rant about it but instead I am taking this to thank someone really special. This is not the first time I have chatted with a stranger since I have always find it easier to talk that way. You know the "I dunno anyone from your circle of friends and you dunno anyone in mine". I am really glad that I found this special person because we have had many things in common, especially with many relating to our personal lives. We were able to match up with each others going online timing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online friends never really cared on how you look, who you are, rich or not, nor is height a problem! The way true friends really are..... Not that I don't appreciate all my other friends but the trauma would have really driven me insane if not for this person.....&lt;br /&gt;I really to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for being there for me.... I really appreciate your support, advice, time, sharing and trust. Most of all, you made me feel that I am not on my own"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6499411373938052503?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6499411373938052503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6499411373938052503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6499411373938052503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6499411373938052503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/06/keiths-twist-feeding-and-my-personal.html' title='Keith&apos;s Twist, Feeding and my personal message for a friend'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SE-ZIFz7k8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/Jrw0gvCXekc/s72-c/DSC00027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-5674478247651900086</id><published>2008-06-06T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:42:00.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><title type='text'>My turn to rant on Petrol Hike!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is the second day of the petrol hike aftermath!!! I didn't want to do any post on the petrol hike because there has been many news and many rants on numerous blogs on this matter. I didn't want to post anything earlier because I felt that no matter what, the whole scenario is unavoidable. Today I wanted to do this post because I have not read this before in any blogs so I might as well do it (but probably someone I didn't visit might have said it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been many conflicting billion of subsidy paid but as a normal citizen, like everybody else we don't really care about it, since we won't have the authority to question on them &lt;s&gt;neither does the opposition&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't quite understand why the government fail to see it from our point of view. Did anyone of you ever known that we have been indirectly covering our own petrol subsidy? You see, whenever we buy our cars we are indirectly already paying for our own subsidy because of the high taxes (now they con us with the term excise duty la) Imagine how much petrol we can buy with that money saved!!!! I wonder when will the government realise that we are not all that stupid and even if they take away the subsidy we can still afford to maintain our livelihood provided they remove the extra we are paying on buying cars. I think it is still a win-win situation because the government can still use the money they made from Petronas while we can afford those  better fuel efficiency cars at a lower price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention money saved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plus interest&lt;/span&gt;? Yeah, I think I forgot to mention that the money saved will have to add on interest too because it adds up to make our loan higher too.... Just imagine 10K @ 2.8% for 9 years will add an additional RM2.5K to your loan. Personally I think our excise duty is way more than 10K!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never wanted to fall into the government "watch out blog" radar but this hike is taking its toll on us parents. Any layman could do the maths.... we pay the car tax/excise duty so we should be getting our subsidy.... from the tax we had paid, what has it got to do with Petronas earnings???? Take the subsidy off, then refund us our money la!!!! And take the excise off the cars!!!!! I think it make good sense to all of us because we need to save money somewhere.... There is absolutely no point that the government keep taxing us on our cars as well as earning off Petronas and keep complaining how much they are subsidizing all of us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what would the price of a car and petrol would be when our little ones grow up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-5674478247651900086?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/5674478247651900086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=5674478247651900086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5674478247651900086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5674478247651900086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/06/my-turn-to-rant-on-petrol-hike.html' title='My turn to rant on Petrol Hike!!!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7922138044490735883</id><published>2008-06-02T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:55:49.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Bad Day!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a very painful day for me and Keith. There was two major things that had happened and also would really have a major impact on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to write this first part down but I really needed to remind myself of this incident to I will do it but I would not want to go into too much details, rather just vaguely mention it because I do not want to hurt anyone's feeling. I'll just mentioned the person as "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;". I have always tried my very best in doing things to please "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;" that I can, yet "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;" is never seems happy. Everytime when things like this happened, the whole situation would looks as though I am always given the right to choose but I make the choice that is not in "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;" favour then I am bound to get it badly..... mentally and physically too.... talk about abuse!!! (Doesn't this makes you think our of beloved country?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just trying to teach "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;" a lesson because I never liked being ordered and being bossed around (nobody does!) When I made my choice not offer my help to "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;" because I wanted "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;" to know what it takes for me to do the job. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;" tried to get the job done and was really unhappy about it. In the end when I tried to let "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;" know that I faces the same helplessness when I am ordered to do the same job, I got battered!!!! and battered badly too!!!! Sigh! So much for a freedom of choice!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second major thing really breaks our hearts...... Last night I came to the restaurant on my sister's car. Keith was in the backseat with me, while Grandma sits in front. After my sister parked her car, I let Keith off the car and passed him to Grandma. I only let him go after Grandma have a good grip on him. Then I turned back to the car to take Keith's bag. I turned around and I saw Keith struggling to free himself of her grip. I guess he suddenly caught himself caught off balance when he manage to shrug off Grandma's hand and almost fell down onto the tar road face down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Grandma caught him in time and he looked at me and cried out loud. So I picked him up and he kept hitting his chest too (the way of him telling me that he is scared) As we enter the restaurant, Elaine looked shocked and kept asking what is that on his face. To our horror, we saw this&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;A 3 almost 4 inches red wound running from his eyebrow to his hair line diagonally across his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5207153462380414034"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SEOGfEAhRFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Wnd2RTgkvgg/s400/DSC00009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really sad indeed. I guess now our boy would now look like one of those characters off the Chinese fighting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man Hua&lt;/span&gt; 漫画 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5207153465729541506"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SEOGfQfA5YI/AAAAAAAAAbk/xD6pW_wLvZM/s400/DSC00012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7922138044490735883?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7922138044490735883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7922138044490735883' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7922138044490735883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7922138044490735883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/06/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SEOGfEAhRFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Wnd2RTgkvgg/s72-c/DSC00009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2263304982130397950</id><published>2008-05-24T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:56:20.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 15 Months</title><content type='html'>Today Keith is 15 months (1 year and 3 months). The good news is this time he is not bothered with sickness, which Elaine and I are rather happy about. In fact we have started to give him an occasional dose of liquid multivitamins, which he has been reluctant to take. We are yet to take him for his jab this month because he is due for his appointment on this Tuesday and probably would be his MMR jab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can say is Keith has begin to show his stubbornness, if he wants something and he would surely throw tantrum and start to cry/shout at a very high pitch &lt;s&gt;which I hope he is not training to be a soprano&lt;/s&gt; to get what he wants!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5203845931806538002"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SDfGTccwuRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/0S4jyKQdVQI/s400/DSC09975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt; from last month (will update this on Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;Height - 77cm&lt;br /&gt;Weight -8.75kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is now about 5-6 bottles of 7oz, in addition to his 2 actual meals of solid, which is normally porridge. I would try to mash up/grind a small portion of my meal for him because most of the time whenever we adults take our meal he would be salivating to share with us. He seems to prefer meat better. Due to the rumour that Enfagrow would be maintaining their current price but will be downsizing the refill packs from 700g to 650g (According to the Chinese Medicine Shop that we buy from occasionally), we had to let Keith try the Honey Flavoured ones because they ran out of the Original. Surprisingly, Keith seems to like the Honey ones better because he tends to finish the whole bottle now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is able to sleep through the night in his cot but lately he kept whining to come over to sleep with us, he see=ms to dislike to be left alone in the room. When he sleeps in his cot, he would sometimes cry out and would only fall back to sleep after Elaine or I pat him and let him know that we are there by his side.&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, he gave us a shock. In the evening Elaine put him to sleep on our bed after that she joined me to watch TV in the living. After a few minutes, I heard a thud sound and as I turned around I saw Keith walking out of our room towards us already!!!! Till today we could not really figure out how he actually got down from our bed and if he really manage to come down correctly because he did not cry at all. We have actually to check for bruise and gently squeeze his hands and legs to see if he is hurt but there was no reaction at all..... I guess he was very lucky and found the right way down that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He now has 12 teeth and 2 of his lower molars are beginning to show its shape but are yet to pierce through his gum. I fear that he might have to go through this more painful than his others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would be calling me as "papa" "apa" "da" and even "dada". Funnily he seems to dislike calling "mama" or has he just simply forgotten. He would just ignore us when we repeatedly say "mama" in front of him without any response from him. He would spit out his pacifier and begin to call out "umm", "umm-mum or mumm-mumm" when he sees us taking food. He would even say "ah!" when he wants water..... Guess because I kept playfully gave him the expression of "ah!" after he takes his water, in hoping to encourage him to drink more water since he is now taking powdered milk. Whenever anyone tried to make him say some words which he is unable to utter, like "ku" - (paternal aunt) for my sister "grandma" or "mama", he would keep saying "da" or "dada" in return. I wonder if this "da" and "dada" is for me or everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Although he is yet to greet people close to him, he is able to point to the person when we ask him where the person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is beginning to walk on his own more steadily now and he would turn around to face us when he wants us to carry him. Sometimes he would put both his hands in mine or would be pointing at me (with his index finger) and call out to me, sort of telling me to carry him. He seems to have the habit of picking up things from the floor and walk to the rubbish bin to throw. He is also able to sit down more properly now, when we tell him to sit especially if it is for food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is now more okay with people carrying him, just as long as the person is not a stranger. He is more picky when he is not in the mood or when he wants to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He would try to be cute by slanting his head to his side and look at me whenever I scold him or give him the stern look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is still unable to board onto another person's car without his mommy and I carrying him. Nobody else can carry him into a car because he would start wailing as soon as he boards the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Developed a liking to shout at a very high pitch, when he is unhappy, not given what he wanted, not carried or when I switch on the blender! He also likes to "quarrel" with my sister!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to point at things with his index fingers, it is either to where he wanted to go to, something he wanted or when he sees a pretty girls. &lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is also able to respond very well to "tim choong-choong", "clap-clap hand", "friend kiss" and "habis". Still unable to learn his forgotten "gong xi, gong xi"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Likes to put his hand into his mommy's shirt and torture her mole on her upper chest. Occasionally he would be putting his hand into random people's shirt too, in a way it looks like he is harassing the person too, especially if it is a woman carrying him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The many expressions I got from him when we went to Seafood Baby Restaurant for our belated Mother's Day dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5203845936101505314"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SDfGTscwuSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/vJvE2jGwsjA/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2263304982130397950?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2263304982130397950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2263304982130397950' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2263304982130397950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2263304982130397950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/05/keith-is-15-months.html' title='Keith is 15 Months'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SDfGTccwuRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/0S4jyKQdVQI/s72-c/DSC09975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1763334998796793005</id><published>2008-05-18T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:57:00.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith and Soft Toys</title><content type='html'>Compared to his cousin, Nicole, Keith is less attached to soft toys. He would not even cuddle them when he goes to sleep. The other night I gave him his Tigger and Eeyore to carry and he would walk around with them in his hands for a while and after a while he would either be passing it back to me, he would get all excited and run to pass it to me, or sometimes he would simply throw them onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5201234059361354658"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SC5-0dXlg6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/yq7_Pi7Kerg/s400/DSC09894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually Elaine and I are very glad that he is not attached to these soft toys, we felt that it is a good thing because we would not have to un-attach him later on. For some reasons for his non-interest in soft toys is very much to Grandma's dismay. She probably felt that he is missing some part of being a toddler because he is not being attached to soft toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway since Elaine and I have never really been fancy of soft toys, I guess Keith is just getting it from us. Keith seems to be more attached to electronics though, like in the picture below, he is unsure of which to choose..... my laptop or to play catching with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5201234055066387346"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SC5-0NXlg5I/AAAAAAAAAZk/KOPmV9edFhs/s400/DSC09884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the one that is crazy of soft toys in my family would be my sister because she is still nuts about it till today. I felt that Keith is way more comfortable with his hands empty and he seems much more happier too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5201234059361354674"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SC5-0dXlg7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/K1fNT0o8GRY/s400/DSC09899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1763334998796793005?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1763334998796793005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1763334998796793005' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1763334998796793005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1763334998796793005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/05/keith-and-soft-toys.html' title='Keith and Soft Toys'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SC5-0dXlg6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/yq7_Pi7Kerg/s72-c/DSC09894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6240297996111659825</id><published>2008-05-12T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:00:02.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Our lil' Key Man and Cleaner</title><content type='html'>Last night while waiting for everyone else to finish cleaning up, Grandma and I took care of Keith and as usual Keith would start demanding wanting this and that. In the end he had my house keys and car keys. He has been very amazed with keys. At home he had even imitated us by picking one of the key while trying to reach for the doorknob, as if he is trying to open it. Like all other kids, he also likes to play with remote too, it could be any kind of a remote control, like my car remote, car audio remote, TV remote, Air Cond remote and he even wanted my condominium pass card. He likes to point them to the ceiling while pressing on to the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5199374630579962690"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCfjrdXlg0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/fG-OVrVyXQU/s400/DSC09950.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially playing with the remote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5199374634874930018"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCfjrtXlg2I/AAAAAAAAAY0/MDe-TazBQMM/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before switching to the keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5199374634874930034"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCfjrtXlg3I/AAAAAAAAAY8/7g_gyYCcvpc/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While taking this pictures I saw grandma's glass of iced water on the other end of the table has a lot of condensed water so I took a tissue to wipe it up. As soon as Keith saw me with the tissue he immediately throw away the keys. He took the tissue from my hand and immediately started to wipe the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5199374630579962706"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCfjrdXlg1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/cEHyOV2yFTc/s400/DSC09963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes to imitate us doing our daily tasks. He also likes to throw away those used tissue into the waste basket by himself, if he is on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5199374639169897346"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCfjr9Xlg4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/IPpLaWVZ6cw/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6240297996111659825?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6240297996111659825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6240297996111659825' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6240297996111659825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6240297996111659825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/05/our-lil-key-man-and-cleaner.html' title='Our lil&apos; Key Man and Cleaner'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCfjrdXlg0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/fG-OVrVyXQU/s72-c/DSC09950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1568392781075893390</id><published>2008-05-08T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T17:57:05.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Impatient Keith</title><content type='html'>We realize that Keith has begin to show interest in many things but he could never do one thing for a long period. He would normally be doing something that interest him for a very short while only then turn his attention elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently he has been starting to watch cartoon as well. He is all into those action ones whenever they go into the conversation part he would start to turn his attention to the remote control or would try to get out of the chair. Else he would be pointing at snacks, which is sure to make him sit for a much more longer period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we sit him in the shopping cart, we have to give him something to gain his attention. If not he is sure won't want to sit in it. Normally I would carry him and push the cart at the same time until I enter the supermarket and get some him some toys or candy so that I can sit him on the cart. I would be lucky if there are promoters handing out sample food because he is sure to like to try them but he would make a mess of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5197938017857167746"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCLJFl7f4YI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kXTlQnsEJos/s400/03052008312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had never liked any sample drinks that has been handed out. This would get him busy for a while, normally until I get to the check out where he would be struggling again. Luckily for now he seems to be mesmerized by plastic cards too. He fancy those membership cards as well as credit cards too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also likes to point at teddy bears but whenever we give it to him, he would almost immediately throw it to the floor and he would be pointing at another bear. He seems to also have a habit of throwing things to the floor too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His impatience in concentrating even goes to those RM1 token rides in shopping complexes. Whenever we go to shopping complex he would only point to those bigger rides but the good thing is he never really sit in for too long so it is very rare that we have to slot in coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5197938017857167730"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCLJFl7f4XI/AAAAAAAAAYU/MS-B7XuxdAU/s400/DSC09923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is looking at his mum sideways while trying to switch on the ride with his right hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5197938013562200418"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCLJFV7f4WI/AAAAAAAAAYM/588Gk7iAGWI/s400/DSC09910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His much more serious look with his chut-chut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5197938013562200402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCLJFV7f4VI/AAAAAAAAAYE/wdVfrxu7oFQ/s400/DSC09904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today would also mark the day that Elaine is going to stop expressing EBM as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1568392781075893390?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1568392781075893390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1568392781075893390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1568392781075893390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1568392781075893390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/05/impatient-keith.html' title='Impatient Keith'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SCLJFl7f4YI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kXTlQnsEJos/s72-c/03052008312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2842918303353495279</id><published>2008-05-03T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T14:16:50.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PoPo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Elaine to stop breast feeding</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Elaine had pumped her last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EBM&lt;/span&gt; for Keith consumption and so far she had been doing the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EBM&lt;/span&gt; for 1 year, 2 months, 1 week and 1 day (or a total of 435 days) I took a snapshot of the lilypie marker so that I can keep a record of it for future reference since I will be taking it down from my header.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5195754788628800786"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBsHc7RBJRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/nU9rVlH67c8/s288/Ticker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for her to stop is because she needed to go on some medication and in taking that it is not recommended for her to BF. For a short while she will still be expressing to keep the supply coming but she will have to throw those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EBM&lt;/span&gt; away. She agreed with me to do so after I explained to her that in doing so she could ensure that if Keith ever reacts to the milk powder, there is still her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EBM&lt;/span&gt; to fall back to, instead of medication or adapting to another brand/type problem because all she needed to do is stop her medication for a day and her EBM is as good as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that most of you would think that I have been all talk about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt; since I am a male and would never really know what all the great mums have to go through to give their little ones the best in life. Admittingly yes, I could never ever know how it is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BF&lt;/span&gt; but all I can say is it is really a very BIG sacrifice indeed, especially Elaine because Keith would not latch on. No matter how much I have done for her or him it is really nothing compared to her sacrifice. I am ever grateful because Elaine had been doing it for all the while without any complain nor even she mumble that it wasn't fair. She was all about giving the best for our little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5195761750770787618"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBsNyLRBJSI/AAAAAAAAAX8/egce9oI1lZU/s400/DSC09741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason why I was really thankful is because both Elaine and I was never &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BF&lt;/span&gt; when we were infants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Elaine's case she was like Keith and would not want to latch on and there was no equipments and tools like present for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EBM&lt;/span&gt;. Her parents have to give her S26 which she would only take minimal amount. &lt;s&gt;I suspect her gastric could have started then&lt;/s&gt; Later on her parents found out that PoPo in fact have abundant of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt; supply that she can have Aunt May, Uncle Jason and 2 more cousins latch on one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whereas in my case, according to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kai-ma&lt;/span&gt; (godmother, whom also happen to be my eldest maternal aunt) I have had eczema because of allergy &lt;s&gt;I am not sure if it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CMPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; probably I have been taking milk powder since birth. By the way, my mother is a firm believer that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt; is for the "Dumb and Dumber". In fact most of my relatives from my mother's side do not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BF&lt;/span&gt;. She had even tried to discourage Elaine from giving Keith &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt; while my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kai-ma&lt;/span&gt; has also told me that Keith is too underweight and suggested that we should switch to powder milk for him to gain more weight (to be more chubby and cuddly wor)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2842918303353495279?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2842918303353495279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2842918303353495279' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2842918303353495279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2842918303353495279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/05/elaine-to-stop-breast-feeding.html' title='Elaine to stop breast feeding'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBsHc7RBJRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/nU9rVlH67c8/s72-c/Ticker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7862928006934107045</id><published>2008-04-30T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:51:56.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith's Third Haircut</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we took Keith for his haircut, which also happens to be his third - I am not sure for how long can I keep this count, because his mommy and grandma have been grumbling me for 2 weeks already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took him to the Indian barber shop in OUG which we took him for his first cut. Initially when we sat him down on the arm parallel booster, he became curious and kept looking at the large mirror in front of him, probably he is confused seeing so many doubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5194922475506443474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBgSd7RBJNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/PQrC1BPT8ps/s400/DSC09863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started struggling when the barber approached him. In the end I had to carry him for the man to give him his cut. He started crying as soon as the shaver close down on his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5194922479801410786"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBgSeLRBJOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vT90S2lmnbU/s400/DSC09865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He struggled so much that I have to let his mommy to carry him. She manage to hold him down much better with his head on her shoulder. Since the barber didn't let us use the cloth, we have all his loose hair on our shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how he looked like after his haircut, a picture I took as soon as we board our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5194922479801410802"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBgSeLRBJPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dzis_GY6nSc/s400/DSC09866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also got to take this picture of the back of his head after he took his bath at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5194922484096378114"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBgSebRBJQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/b_Sg2zLLn0Y/s400/DSC09878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7862928006934107045?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7862928006934107045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7862928006934107045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7862928006934107045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7862928006934107045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/04/keiths-third-haircut.html' title='Keith&apos;s Third Haircut'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBgSd7RBJNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/PQrC1BPT8ps/s72-c/DSC09863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-5685300111012863085</id><published>2008-04-27T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:57:36.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith is still sick</title><content type='html'>This morning he got up very early and was coughing badly again, Elaine and I hardly have much sleep because since our boy kept wanting to sleep with us but he couldn't sleep well, he kept twist and turn in between us. When it is time to go to the paed, I decided that we split cars to have things done faster. I went to do the opening preparation for our restaurant for the morning while Elaine took the ride with my sister, Grandma and Keith to see the paed. Initially I should have Elaine to do the opening with me but knowing that Keith would have to use the nebulizer since the oral medicine isn't working too well because it has been almost a week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough the paed wanted to administer the nebulizer and according to Elaine, Keith was really horrified of the equipment. He took it so bad that he cried until he almost fall into a fit. After the nasal treatment, he started crying as soon as the nurse told Elaine to go into the room. He was wailing when he saw the doctor for the second time. According to Elaine, the paed was so frustrated with Keith's wailing that he almost quickly usher them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the restaurant, he was much more whinier as soon as he saw me. In fact his eyes were still filled with tears. After giving him some milk, we tried to ease him to sleep on our shoulder. Today it is the first time he didn't want us to put him onto the stroller, as soon as we position ourselves to put him onto the stroller, he would be whining and crying already. Even when he was sleeping on our shoulder, we can feel him jerking quite frequently, I guess he really shocked by the treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening he was his normal self but being more naughty and more attached too. I have decided against using the antibiotics for now so I will just keep it for spare for the time being since Elaine is still giving him EBM. Anyway I am really glad that he is finally much better and he did surprise me because he had concentrated on a particular short clip called "Jack Jack Attack" that I have downloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I also have a few discussions with Elaine and we have concluded that she will stop giving Keith EBM as soon as he gets well because we felt that EBM is really taxing Elaine and Keith is adapting to Enfagrow quite well too. I am really thankful the he is no longer suffering from CMPA, I really hated myself because I had caused him to suffer from ezcema all over his face during his 1 month due to CMPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Anyway advice from those experience mums out there on how to make weaning off EBM much easier for Elaine, especially the engorgement!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Keith playing with the transparent pacifier, which he never liked other than to play with it, it seems more like a teether to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5193940860730942658"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBSVsbRBJMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7fucMezFAKg/s400/DSC09781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-5685300111012863085?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/5685300111012863085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=5685300111012863085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5685300111012863085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5685300111012863085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/04/keith-is-still-sick.html' title='Keith is still sick'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBSVsbRBJMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7fucMezFAKg/s72-c/DSC09781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1108898979051391586</id><published>2008-04-24T15:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:58:15.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 14 Months</title><content type='html'>Today Keith is 14 months (1 year and 2 months) but the sad thing is he was bothered with running nose and cough. This morning he woke up at about 5am because he could not sleep well when he coughing so bad. Funny thing is he had comically hit his own chest showing us how bad it was. After sending mommy to work, Grandma and I took him to the hospital to see the paed. When we were in the waiting for his turn he was practically roaming around the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is still as active and as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KPC&lt;/span&gt; as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5192742637869802658"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBBT6rRBJKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/QQYmWYE-VT4/s400/DSC09644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height - 77cm&lt;br /&gt;Weight -8.75kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is still the same at 5.5-6oz of BM supplemented with 1-2 bottle of Enfagrow, in addition to his 2 meals of solid. Sometimes I have to mash up his solid food for him, other times he is ok like with a whole chicken drumlet.&lt;br /&gt;He dislike things that are too hard and too soft but somehow he has a liking for what mommy and I have for our meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is able to sleep through the night in his cot but he would still have his early morning milk in his cot. He would tend to sleep close to our bed and we have taken one side off his cot and have it against our bed so that he would feel like he is sleeping with us.. Every morning when he gets up he would crawl to our bed, over his mommy, to be with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still has 8 teeth I am beginning to see the top of the all his cuspid showing already as 4 white spots and 2 of his lower molars are beginning to show its shape too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would be calling out "papa" "apa" but he is still unable to address me yet because he would be calling out of the blue. He seems to like to call out "papa" more than "mama". He is able to call out "umm!" &amp;amp; "mum, mumm" for food when he wanted some of our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is beginning to walk on his own more steadily now but occasionally he would preferred to hold onto us. Sometimes he would put both his hands in mine and call out to me, signalling me to carry him. He has also developed a very bad habit, picking up things from the floor. Sometimes he would even squat down to poke into the holes in my Crocs shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For now I am on top of his preference list of person to carry him, then comes Mummy, PoPo, Jiu-Jiu (Uncle Jason), Grandma. Nowadays he kept wanting me to carry him all the time, he would even climb onto me when I am really busy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do realise that he doesn't really like stranger carrying him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Other than his mommy and I, nobody else can carry him into a car, he would be wailing as soon as the person board the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Developed a liking to shout, when he is unhappy, not given what he wanted, not carried or when I switch on the blender! He also likes to quarrel with my sister!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to point at things with his index fingers, it is either to where he wanted to go to, something he wanted or when he sees a pretty girls. &lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is also able to respond very well to "tim choong-choong", "clap-clap hand", "friend kiss" and "habis". Still to learn his forgotten "gong xi, gong xi"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Likes to put his hand into his mommy's shirt and torture her mole on her upper chest. Occasionally he would be putting his hand into random people's shirt too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For reasons I dunno, he started walking with his ears closed today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5192742642164769970"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBBT67RBJLI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xyKa2vJbQJc/s400/DSC09748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1108898979051391586?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1108898979051391586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1108898979051391586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1108898979051391586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1108898979051391586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/04/keith-is-14-months.html' title='Keith is 14 Months'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SBBT6rRBJKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/QQYmWYE-VT4/s72-c/DSC09644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-5203406371423523880</id><published>2008-04-23T17:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:19:07.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>The beginning of his Adventure</title><content type='html'>Keith is really beginning to tax Elaine and I of our energy. Since he has began walking on his own, he has began his exploring adventure. We have to always keep an eyes on him because he has always been wanting to get down to the floor and walk around. He also likes to pick up things(dirt) off the floor, opening the drawers and throwing the content(shirts) onto the floor and even moving and poking at the wheels on his strollers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also has a habit of poking into the holes, like in the picture below he is fascinated with the holes on my Crocs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5192374610712142962"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SA8FMrRBJHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OaL8cJTNXvs/s400/DSC09598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the plate and spoon by himself from the waitress shelf and started knocking them..... very noisy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5192374610712142978"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SA8FMrRBJII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/H8uwwNYEvjI/s400/DSC09645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pakat&lt;/span&gt; with Yong Jin to sabotage the TV inside their privacy room in a Japanese Restaurant where we had dinner last evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5192374615007110290"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SA8FM7RBJJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MvJuludJDkM/s400/DSC09727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-5203406371423523880?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/5203406371423523880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=5203406371423523880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5203406371423523880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5203406371423523880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/04/beginning-of-his-adventure.html' title='The beginning of his Adventure'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SA8FMrRBJHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OaL8cJTNXvs/s72-c/DSC09598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-4101179838817641616</id><published>2008-04-19T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:58:50.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>All Ears</title><content type='html'>I am pretty sure that it is very hard to find someone whom is all ears for you. Sadly we have a boy whom is one and the problem is it is the physical ear that he is interested in. It would be ok if he only held on to your ears. His frequent squeezing, pinching and poking at the ear lobes makes it very painful for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other person with the similar habit would be my sister. She have had this similar thingy for ears (human and even stuffed toys too) but she would only be touching it when she is about to go to sleep and gradually it wears of as she gets older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Keith he tends to look for ears when his mummy is trying to put him to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5190489464208829730"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SAhSqtSTLSI/AAAAAAAAAVc/75yFNgXQRJI/s400/DSC09641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or when he feels insecured.... sometimes just out of bad habit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5190489468503797042"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SAhSq9STLTI/AAAAAAAAAVk/HankhYHXYDM/s400/DSC_8633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this picture is taken by jazzmint - Hey Jazz, thanks for the nice shot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I couldn't get any picture snapped of him torturing my ears..... Although I am his frequent victim because I am the one with the camera all the time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-4101179838817641616?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/4101179838817641616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=4101179838817641616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4101179838817641616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4101179838817641616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/04/all-ears.html' title='All Ears'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SAhSqtSTLSI/AAAAAAAAAVc/75yFNgXQRJI/s72-c/DSC09641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-4293189254602990348</id><published>2008-04-13T15:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:32:07.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith hurt himself crawling</title><content type='html'>Last night after we got home, we let Keith move around the house as usual. He would either be walking or crawling around looking for things to play, while us adults do our own stuffs. As I got up from my computer table I saw Keith was crawling towards his mother whom just finished taking her shower and suddenly his hands slipped because of his over-eagerness. His mouth hit the floor of hard mosaics and he cried. Mummy and Grandma tried to console him but he kept crying until I carried him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I took him from his mother I saw some blood stains on his bibs and blood was oogling in his mouth too. I told Elaine to look for Bonjela while Grandma went to take some sugar from the kitchen. Sugar was applied first and we manage to take a glimpse of the wound when we wiped it dry. Luckily he had only slightly cut his inner lips with his teeth during his fall. We then apply the Bonjela and after a while he took his pacifier and milk with no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to snap a candid shot of him today, baring all his 12 teeth, you can see the molars are taking shape already at his lower gum. &lt;s&gt;I hope no one would tell Elaine about this picture because she is sure to tell me to take this ugly picture down.&lt;/s&gt; I am pretty sure his tiger teeth sure looks very sharp and dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5188668239161535762"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SAHaRdSTLRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FKXbm7lPEHM/s400/DSC09632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sure tough to care for an active and screaming kid!!!! I am really glad he is ok from the bleed, really felt my heart dropped at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My sincere apologies, lately I have LHDN on my back. The condition doesn't seem to be very unfavourable to me and it is enough to cause me to have sleepless nights and being moody too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-4293189254602990348?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/4293189254602990348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=4293189254602990348' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4293189254602990348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4293189254602990348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/04/keith-hurt-himself-crawling.html' title='Keith hurt himself crawling'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/klchiaw/SAHaRdSTLRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FKXbm7lPEHM/s72-c/DSC09632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-4589336144764634091</id><published>2008-04-10T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T17:38:33.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Clipping his fingernails</title><content type='html'>I have been the one to tend to Keith's fingernails since he was born because Grandma has problem with her eyesight and Elaine complains that she is too careless and scared that she would accidentally clip into his tiny fingers and hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any problem in doing it since I have been occasionally clipping Nicole's fingernails when she was staying with us. The only difference was Nicole would sit very still for me to tend to her nails but Keith would be struggling to avoid the clipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I resorted to do it when he is sitting on his baby chair while watching his favorite VCD or while he is slepping. The earlier method would sometimes would not work when he struggles too much. Of late the last method is not working too well either because he would..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5187542789531444402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/R_3arqspJLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/abnzVcbCVIA/s400/DSC09619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would turn to his kneeling sleep position and tucks his hands underneath his body so that they would be out of my reach! He would groan when I tried to move them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-4589336144764634091?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/4589336144764634091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=4589336144764634091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4589336144764634091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4589336144764634091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/04/clipping-his-fingernails.html' title='Clipping his fingernails'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/klchiaw/R_3arqspJLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/abnzVcbCVIA/s72-c/DSC09619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2085329633534294756</id><published>2008-04-03T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:12:50.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ah Ku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>A day in Penang</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday morning we went back to Penang for quite a few reasons for the single trip. We went there in my sister's car and on the trip was Elaine, Grandma, my sister, Keith and I. Our main purpose there is to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take grandma for her checkup in GH.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To spend a day with Nicole.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To pay our respect to my stepfather.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;We started the journey at 3 am with me driving all the way to Penang and we reached Juru at about 6.30 am. Problem is we have to spend almost 2 hours there waiting for Nicole despite my sister calling her dad at 5.30 am (he works the night shift)&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Penang via the Penang Bridge which is really jammed up for no particular reason. I really wonder why the cars keep jamming up on a straight road!!! Upon reaching the GH, it took less than 2 hours for Grandma to complete her checkup, since she has my cousin, Melinda and her husband, Johnny to take her monthly medicine for her. my sister took over the driver's place from GH. Initilally Nicole was rather quiet, probably because she just woke up after a while she was her talkative self as soon as we were in GH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that we went for some Dim Sum for our breakfast, which we have to skip this morning because Grandma was supposed to fast as she has to have her blood sample taken on this visit of hers. Next stop was at my uncle's place in Penang Street, the place where I grew up. My aunt was very hospitable and she even gave us very tasty porridge for Keith and Nicole. Elaine and Grandma learnt from her how to make the porridge as well as how to keep it warm all day instead of having to reheat it up (avoiding the creation of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;wind (foong)&lt;/span&gt; in the process) She also gave us 2 laptop backpacks (just what I intended to buy) and a few Dry-Comfort T-Shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went for some sight-seeing and we couldn't really agree on where to go to for our next meal. In the end I decided to stop by the tea house in Pulau Tikus, with their very quiet ambiance, I took the opportunity to take some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole while she was enjoying the "Tea Egg"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5184987152618652258"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_TGWBTMgmI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LDGtKr-G-oY/s400/DSC09476.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she is beginning to feed herself now and she still likes soup a lot because she almost finished a whole bowl of it by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5184987152618652242"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_TGWBTMglI/AAAAAAAAATw/yYe2IF2dukM/s400/DSC09472.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to have my hands on the camera because......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5184987156913619570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_TGWRTMgnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/o7teKfwz_N0/s400/DSC09481.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But someone was being a handful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5184987161208586882"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_TGWhTMgoI/AAAAAAAAAUI/DsO5R96tyb0/s400/DSC09540.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she was starting to explore the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5184988252130280114"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_THWBTMgrI/AAAAAAAAAUk/WU8peGIl0CQ/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bought some Boon's aniseed water (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"pak yeok sui"&lt;/span&gt;) which was on offer RM17 for 2 bottles at the Boon's Pharmacy in Pulau Tikus. After buying some prayers stuffs we drove to the Berapit Cemetery to visit my stepfather. I guess we were really unprepared to carry out our&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; Ching Ming&lt;/span&gt; this year because we have missed out on a lot of things due to lack of communication on what is needed. Lesson learnt here and I really need to prepare all those things personally. Anyway I took back the driver's seat from the cemetery onwards. Anyway to those needing to know, Nicole and Keith had stayed in the car with Grandma when we offered our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we drove around town a bit and drove to Melinda's office to drop my mum's medical card for her. We could not decide where to go to for our dinner and in the end we went to Alma for some Thai food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole insisted in sitting next to Keith and kept trying to pull his baby chair towards her to be keep the space between them to the minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5184988256425247426"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_THWRTMgsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Ef0fy5IMkAA/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith was very happy to see his cousin, Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5184987165503554194"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_TGWxTMgpI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/mvnS9fz29-k/s400/DSC09553.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole seems to have turned very cool and posing with her &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt; sign too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5184988247835312802"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_THVxTMgqI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FBBeNAHuy5o/s400/DSC09556.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the McDonald's in AutoCity for my sister to meet up with Nicole's dad and we started our journey back to KL from there. We didn't say goodbye to Nicole but we promised to see her another time which we hope would be very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a short nap while my sister drove to Sg Perak R&amp;amp;R for petrol, which I took the driver seat from there on. We were all being very quiet during the trip because I knew that we were all being very sadden having to leave Nicole in there. We were rather shocked because Nicole informed us of her misfortunate that her aunt ,whom babysits her, had hit her on the butt before for a few times and also her dad hardly takes her out. Despite the fact that they are officially divorced, we were all very grateful that he had earlier tended to my stepdad's grave a few days before our visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;P/S- On purpose I have to leave the adults out of the pictures because we looked exactly like pandas that day!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2085329633534294756?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2085329633534294756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2085329633534294756' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2085329633534294756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2085329633534294756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/04/day-in-penang.html' title='A day in Penang'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7955798667948982908</id><published>2008-03-31T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T18:31:55.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>He became a Scardy Cat now</title><content type='html'>We just did not know what had happened but Keith had became very scared whenever we tried to let him walk on his own. He would either squat down or just stand there and do what we had taught him to do, ie. dancing, clap hands or &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"tim choong choong"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5183848019917570610"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_C6TxTMgjI/AAAAAAAAATg/WXffH_NHvDc/s800/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that fails to impress us or get our attention, he would normally be crying out loudly but sometimes he would move to something near to him for support and starting to walk towards the person and then&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;He would either pester you with a smile (trying to be cute) or show you his pitiful "pick-me-up" look !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5183848019917570626"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R_C6TxTMgkI/AAAAAAAAATo/2RA2cTRxeXM/s800/Untitled-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we would do now is to try to leave him at a nearer distance because he would not inch a bit if we leave him too far like before. He would struggle to move at a distance but when he is close to the person he would walk with ease because he knew that he is within our reach if he is to fall. Sigh! He is quite a Scardy Cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7955798667948982908?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7955798667948982908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7955798667948982908' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7955798667948982908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7955798667948982908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/he-became-scardy-cat-now.html' title='He became a Scardy Cat now'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-9010628954822076668</id><published>2008-03-24T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:00:13.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 13 Months</title><content type='html'>Today Keith is 13 months and last year today we were supposed to be celebrating his full-moon. This month has been rather tensed for us because this month he has been sick for about 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he is able to walk he still prefers to reach out for something to hold on to while walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5181193257682240034"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R-dL0RTMgiI/AAAAAAAAATA/OvPhWUFLApA/s400/DSC09359.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height - 76cm&lt;br /&gt;Weight -8.3kg (Thanks to wen for informing me for my earlier mistake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is still the same at 5.5-6oz of BM in addition to his 2 meals of solid. Since he is sick we put him fully on EBM but problem is it is occasionally not sufficient enough for him so we fit in 1 feeding of powdered milk.&lt;br /&gt;He dislike things that are too hard and too soft but somehow he has a liking for rice, noodles, sunflower seeds and peeled raisins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is able to sleep through the night in his cot and he would sleep over to our bed too. I have taken off on of the sides of his cot and put his cot against our bed so that he would feel more secured. Problem is when he gets up in the morning he would crawl over to our bed to be with us. Normally when he sees me, he even stepped on his mommy to get to my side or in between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He still has 8 teeth I am beginning to see the top of the 2 bottom cuspid showing already as 2 white spots. We are thinking that it will be 4 canine teeth cuspid and possibly 2 molars too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would be calling out "papa" "apa" but he is still unable to address me yet because he would be calling out of the blue. He seems to like to call out "papa" more than "mama". He is able to call out "umm!" &amp;amp; "mum, mumm" for food when he wanted some of our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He is beginning to walk on his own now but occasionally he would preferred to hold onto us but sometimes he would just swing our hands away and walk on his own when he finds something that interest him. He has also developed a very bad habit, picking up things from the floor. Sometimes he would even squat down to poke into the holes in my Crocs shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he does when he is tired of walking..... looking up to see if anyone would take pity to carry him instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5181193253387272722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R-dL0BTMghI/AAAAAAAAAS4/w2vTWi93fcc/s400/DSC09357.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For now I am on top of his preference list of person to carry him, then comes Mummy, PoPo, Jiu-Jiu (Uncle Jason), Grandma. Nowadays he kept wanting me to carry him all the time, he would even climb onto me when I am really busy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Developed a liking to shout, when he is unhappy, not given what he wanted, not carried or when I switch on the blender! He also likes to quarrel with my sister!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to point at things with his index fingers, it is either to where he wanted to go to, something he wanted or it is at pretty girls. &lt;s&gt;In fact I think he and I share the same taste in pretty girls !&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is also able to respond very well to "tim choong-choong", "clap-clap hand", "friend kiss" and "habis" but seems to have forgotten how to "gong xi, gong xi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-9010628954822076668?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/9010628954822076668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=9010628954822076668' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/9010628954822076668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/9010628954822076668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/keith-is-13-months.html' title='Keith is 13 Months'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1428940121883295224</id><published>2008-03-24T04:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:00:42.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Grandma fainted during lunch</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we have had a shock of our lives in the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The minor part:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to work as usual with our restaurant starting business at 12noon. Grandma took a ride with my sister because it was her day off and I have instructed my sis to go to the paed to buy Keith more medicine because he has wasted quite a lot when he vomited and we had to give him the same portion again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The major part:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were sitting down to have some lunch, grandma fainted halfway thru eating..... We were caught rather out of hand. My sis went over to the clinic next door, I called 999, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt; went to buy some medicated oil. Grandma blacked out for about 5 minutes and gained consciousness when Elaine applied the medicated oil. I called 999 again to cancel the ambulance and took my mother to HUM myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather impressed with the facility they have in HUM. By the time grandma check out after a 4 hour wait, they have already have taken blood sample and have it tested, X-Ray taken, given 1/2 bag of saline thru I.V. and me only RM35 poorer but funny thing is Grandma was discharged without any medication. Anyway yesterday was a pretty busy and messy day in the Emergency Ward, with the Acute Ward practically full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma was having a very low blood pressure and after the blood test the doctor concluded that she is suffering from it because she has the BP problem due to her coughing with phlegms and recent vomiting too. I still wonder how come the doctor never prescribed her any medication?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good part is we were very lucky that she fainted while sitting down, not in action or standing and didn't suffer any injury. I was really grateful for all the help we have got when grandma fainted because Irene and I would done more wrong than right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1428940121883295224?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1428940121883295224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1428940121883295224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1428940121883295224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1428940121883295224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/grandma-fainted-during-lunch.html' title='Grandma fainted during lunch'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7073400552086347369</id><published>2008-03-21T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T14:14:49.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is starting to walk on his own</title><content type='html'>I know it is kind of late for his latest development. He had been able to walk on his own for quite a while but he would keep falling down because of his instability after 2-3 steps and he has been very afraid when we let him try to walk on his own without support. He used to make sure that we hold onto both his hands before he would walk then it became a one hand support. He would just stand there if we let go of his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5179691990518628866"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R-H2bBTMggI/AAAAAAAAASw/uUaU1N0w7gA/s800/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only very recently he is beginning to walk on his own, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with the pictures and video taken on the 15 March&lt;/span&gt;. He is still learning to sit down when he is tired. We really wonders why sometimes he would cry out when he landed a little to hard on his bum, since he is wearing diapers. Problem is he keep wanting to go to the ground now and sometimes he would be trying to pick things from the floor too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-8803690047957000283&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7073400552086347369?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7073400552086347369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7073400552086347369' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7073400552086347369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7073400552086347369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/keith-is-starting-to-walk-on-his-own.html' title='Keith is starting to walk on his own'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2865778729739595216</id><published>2008-03-19T13:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:01:00.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith is still sick but  remains just as active</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we took Keith to see the paed again because he was coughing badly the night before and we can actually hear cracking of the phlegm in his cough. Since we have to go to the Income Tax Department that day so we went to see the doctor at his evening session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paed told us not to worry because Keith is still rather active despite being sick. His guess is the medicine isn't going so well so he wanted to use the nebulizer to administer the medicine through his airway. Initially Keith was being very happy because he was even swinging his legs happily and even took out his tongue trying to taste the vapour, probably he is thinking it as a new toy. After a while he got bored and didn't want the mask to cover over his mouth and nose. He started to move away and later resort to crying out. The nurse came over and helped me to put the mask over him. Though he was crying out loudly but we can hear the phlegm cracking on his cough. According to the nurse, crying out like that would really help in getting the medicine into his airways because he is taking deep breaths in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough last night Keith slept through the night without a single cough. Recently with him falling sick he had become even more attached to me and he likes to whine and demand even more. So once in a while when I can take some time to take him out and he really likes to play with those with a steering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5179330080680192210"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R-CtRGFwKNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/VbjQjG-Q4QY/s400/13032008284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally after a while he would start to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; and start touching or pointing at the coin box or the machine next to his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5179330076385224898"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R-CtQ2FwKMI/AAAAAAAAASI/STk7KQ_D4Ko/s400/13032008283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2865778729739595216?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2865778729739595216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2865778729739595216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2865778729739595216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2865778729739595216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/keith-is-still-sick-but-still-remains.html' title='Keith is still sick but  remains just as active'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6894978190465154335</id><published>2008-03-14T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:24:08.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith is still sick</title><content type='html'>Yesterday when we were about to go to the paed, Keith's temperature went to really normal at 36 C so Elaine decided that we skip the visit and see what happens tomorrow. Although I was reluctant but I was not too sure what to tell the paed as the problem either because fever is the only symptom that is causing him the discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really had a big problem giving him his medicine. He would push the spoon/syringe away when he sees it near. When we manage to make him swallow the medicine, he would force himself to vomit it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Keith had coughed badly so I applied some Vicks on his chest, probably due to the coldness and the cough gradually went away. This morning his fever seems to have returned because I felt that his body, especially his head is rather warm. Temperature check is 37 C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Grandma and I manage to get Keith to take 3 syringe of medicine (from his earlier paed visit, 1 for cough, 1 for phlegm and 1 for fever) in without vomiting or crying. We did it by dislodging bit by bit and not the whole thing, meaning 1 syringe would take 4-5 times to complete. As soon as Grandma give him some I would then have to distract him into seeing something else. Most importantly we have to be outdoor when we give him his medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is he seems to be doing much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6894978190465154335?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6894978190465154335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6894978190465154335' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6894978190465154335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6894978190465154335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/keith-is-still-sick.html' title='Keith is still sick'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3659644889315589085</id><published>2008-03-13T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T15:48:15.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith is sick</title><content type='html'>I am just gonna post up a very short one for today because Keith has fallen sick, probably due to his teething. This morning he have got Grandma, Elaine and I all worried about him because he felt so warm. Being whiny and all, he only wanted me to carry him. As soon as we step out of the house he became all alert!!! We will be taking him to see the paed later this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We manage to find his other paed, Dr Florence whom is now working in another hospital in Puchong. We would rather go for a hospital based paediatrician now because of all the trouble Nicole had to go thru when she went to the clinic paed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3659644889315589085?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3659644889315589085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3659644889315589085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3659644889315589085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3659644889315589085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/keith-is-sick.html' title='Keith is sick'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2272135592923526969</id><published>2008-03-09T04:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:01:31.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Mari lah, mari. Pergi berundi!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is the day Elaine and I have done our duty as a responsible citizen and also to practice my right for the first time. We didn't do it 4 years ago because we were too busy with our work. I kept telling Elaine that we have to cast our vote for our own future as well as Keith's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we wanted to wake up earlier to cast our vote but we didn't because we have had a rather tiring night. Then we decided to forgo casting our votes because we know that the lady is sure to win with massive majority but in the end we chose to do it separately when we have less people in our restaurant, since the polling station is very close to our restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom did we vote? You will know the answer very easily by going to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; and search for "Parliament Malaysia". I showed my sis and she was rather shocked but in the end she tried to take it lightly and she had a very good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The lady really won with a massive majority of 36K, I think she has the most number of votes difference in majority in our 12th GE. &lt;s&gt;(I could be wrong)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I have been stuck with the internet trying to get the latest results because everyone has been asking me for the result as I am the only one with the laptop. I should say that we are lucky that we have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malaysiakini&lt;/span&gt; because the reports from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TheStar&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NST&lt;/span&gt; took forever (Reason is very simple la...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time our opposition is taking 5 states (DUN) and even denying BN its two-third in Parliament!!!! I thing the punishment is already running its course, especially with many BIG GUNS down, or it that planned? Anyway I really wonder how could the opposition change things, since voters have given them what they have been trying to gain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept asking myself this, if the Opposition (calling themselves Barisan Rakyat) fail to live up to their promise, who else can we turn to?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2272135592923526969?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2272135592923526969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2272135592923526969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2272135592923526969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2272135592923526969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/mari-lah-mari-pergi-berundi.html' title='Mari lah, mari. Pergi berundi!!!!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8959695446650084451</id><published>2008-03-07T14:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:01:51.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith is cautious on boarding cars</title><content type='html'>Recently Keith is beginning to demand a lot of things especially wanting to go out all the time. Even when someone takes him out he is very cautious, especially when Elaine or I is not around. Once he even cried until he vomited when Grandma took him out for a ride with my sis in her car. Nowadays he would start crying as soon as he board a car with someone other than Elaine or me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when he got onto the car he would keep wanting to be on the driver's seat! And he sure likes to play with the wiper and the high beam controls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken when I went out with Grandma and him to renew my road tax and insurance on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5174890510732489090"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R9DngHO_8YI/AAAAAAAAASA/5tqU3TXjOpg/s400/Car.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to make this run on my own because I needed to clear up my NCB from my previous car into this car, which have been pending at the insurance company for a rather long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a close look at Keith's teeth and you can see the stumps of his lower canine (cuspid) teeth. Actually he is having a rather tough time because when I feel him gums I can feel that it is 4 canine (cuspid) teeth with 2 lower first molar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8959695446650084451?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8959695446650084451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8959695446650084451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8959695446650084451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8959695446650084451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/keith-is-cautious-on-boarding-cars.html' title='Keith is cautious on boarding cars'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-4296993623653349719</id><published>2008-03-01T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T17:43:26.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><title type='text'>My New Domain</title><content type='html'>Just would like to shout a small announcement. After much consultation, I have finally decided to settle down with the domain &lt;a href="http://www.tutiger.net/"&gt;tutiger.net&lt;/a&gt;, I have used &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;godaddy.com&lt;/span&gt; to get the domain and of course I did use a coupon code to check out which helped me to lower the price of the domain.  I only needed to pay a total of $16.38 for two years. The thing I liked about this deal is I paid them out of my PayPal account. So as you all would have known, the blog would still continue on being hosted by blogspot because I didn't get any hosting deal, it is still a rather expensive affair for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I have been eyeing for the (dot)com for quite a while and I knew from &lt;a href="http://who.godaddy.com/WhoIsVerify.aspx?domain=tutiger.com&amp;amp;prog_id=godaddy"&gt;WhoIs&lt;/a&gt; that the domain would be expiring by the 27th Feb 2008 so I decided to wait to see if the owner would renew the domain. I seems to have a feeling that the owner could possibly be giving up on the domain because the domain is still unused until now nor is it parked to any hosting site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly appreciate the advise I got from &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/"&gt;Chin Nee&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.jazzmint.net/blog/"&gt;Jazzmint&lt;/a&gt; because they have really taught me a lot on the domain stuffs. Anyway I should have done my homework earlier. Luckily I have also found a very nice blogpost to regarding the matter - &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.mikeindustries.com/blog/archive/2005/03/how-to-snatch-an-expiring-domain"&gt;How to snatch an expiring domain by Mike Davidson&lt;/a&gt;. After reading the post, I don't think I would have the patience to wait any further so I registered for the (dot)net instead, as what the two nice ladies have recommended to me earlier. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;See I should have listened to them earlier!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Let's see what happens to the (dot)com after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;75 days&lt;/span&gt; (May 12th).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-4296993623653349719?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/4296993623653349719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=4296993623653349719' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4296993623653349719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4296993623653349719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/03/my-new-domain.html' title='My New Domain'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-4832185579180496996</id><published>2008-02-29T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:01:11.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>New Avent Pump</title><content type='html'>I should say that I am really happy and proud that Elaine have been able to provide Keith fully with EBM for a whole year. Elaine's supply is only able to provide just the right amount without any extra at all, with Keith on 2 meals of solid. Throughout the year Elaine have been using her sister's AVENT ISIS Pump and we have went to the service center to buy us the spare parts. According to Elaine those parts are beginning to fail as well and we have been pondering whether to get a new one or to buy more spare parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back when Jusco was offering a 20% discount on the Avent product, we decided to buy the The AVENT ISIS iQ UNO™ because EBM is really taking its toll on Elaine. Things definitely would be better if Keith would latch on but he is reluctant and furthermore Elaine fears of his 8 front teeth, we decided to make the purchase. It was a very big investment for us because it is priced RM695.00 before discount, also the reason why we waited for the discount!&lt;br /&gt;Upon opening the set, we realise that inside the box is the regular AVENT ISIS Pump with an added electrical top which would pull the diaphragm. (included is a wall power adapter as well as a battery power pack for mobility) Anyway we would be going to their customer service too because the power kept turning off by itself when we are using the wall power adapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5172324026429027474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R8fJTEKFNJI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/58QMYzjcBZY/s400/DSC09321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Tuesday is also the day Elaine went for her annual checkup with her gynae. During the checkup, we were given 5 boxes of Promil Gold and we have yet to consult with the paed whether Keith is able to take it because we fear that he would develop anymore eczema. The paed has yet to acertain whether Keith has CMPA but she recommends Elaine to keep giving him EBM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-4832185579180496996?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/4832185579180496996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=4832185579180496996' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4832185579180496996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4832185579180496996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/02/new-avent-pump.html' title='New Avent Pump'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8724340333785537730</id><published>2008-02-29T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:02:43.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 1 year old</title><content type='html'>Well, like what &lt;a href="http://mdmsaw.blogspot.com/"&gt;slavemom&lt;/a&gt; commented on my previous post, Keith has finally entered toddlerhood. Despite her forgetfulness and clumsiness, Elaine has been a very wonderful mom because she have been sacrificing a lot of her time in expressing BM for Keith for a whole year already now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we have celebrated Keith's birthday earlier, Grandma insisted in buying a small cake for him for the actual day itself. Sad thing is he vomited when my sis fed him a very small portion. (The M&amp;amp;M Shirt is from Elaine's uncle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5171641996246543090"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R8Vc_rvEavI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uVwrwWyLiv4/s400/DSC09282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height - ??&lt;br /&gt;Weight - ??&lt;br /&gt;(I am yet to take him for his MMR jab because it is due after)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is still the same at 5.5-6oz of BM in addition to his 2 meals of solid.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to take whatever we are eating. I have observed that he likes to eat spaghetti and rice, especially fried rice. He has developed a liking to drink from our cups too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is able to sleep through the night in his cot. On occasional nights he would be crying in the wee hours in the morning and wanted to be carried by me or watch his favourite Musical CD, I am guessing that it is his phlegm that is causing him to be uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He still has 8 teeth but Grandma and Elaine told me that they are observing some white spots on his gums. We'll have to keep an eye out soon because I guess it will be 4 canine teeth cuspid this time and possibly some molars too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would be calling out "papa" "apa" but he is still unable to address me yet because he would be calling out of the blue. He seems to like to call out "papa" more than "mama". Sometimes he would call Elaine as "papa" and me as "mama". He is able to call out "umm!" for food when he wanted some of our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He is able to stand on his own much longer now but he will be frantically be searching for our hands when he is unstable. Despite the fact that he is able to walk a few steps on his own, I guess he is still scared from his previous fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He still likes to hold onto my ear lobes with his left hand and sometimes poke the end with his right index finger and it really hurts because he kept doing it repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For now I am on top of his preference list of person to carry him, then comes Mummy, PoPo, Jiu-Jiu (Uncle Jason). But the maid would gain the top preference when he is hungry and wanted his milk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Developed a liking to shout, when he is unhappy, not given what he wanted, not carried or when I switch on the blender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to point at things with his index fingers, especially at pretty girls. Yes, he likes to look and stare at pretty girls. When he is in the mood to let a stranger carry him, he would always choose the prettier one!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is also able to respond very well to "tim choong-choong", "clap-clap hand", "friend kiss" and "habis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;"&gt;Hehe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Keith1YearOld/photo#5171642000541510402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R8Vc_7vEawI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NDna0cvS1Ww/s400/DSC09313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8724340333785537730?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8724340333785537730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8724340333785537730' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8724340333785537730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8724340333785537730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/02/keith-is-1-year-old.html' title='Keith is 1 year old'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6551299501543707388</id><published>2008-02-24T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:03:21.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yong Jin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith's Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>Today Keith is officially one year old but we have celebrated Keith's 1st Birthday earlier on Tuesday, since that day is our day off. We went to Hau Kee Restaurant in Taman Cheras. We decided to go for a small gathering of family members because we didn't have much time to do any preparation, even deciding which restaurant to go to took Elaine until Monday to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Keith's Birthday cake, We ordered 2 sets of cakes from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5170103994227649154"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R7_mMLvEaoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/iTE6bTtiYL8/s288/DSC09197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of it was a Tiramisu cake (for the adults) and a set of Toddler Train only (for the kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/1011Months/photo?authkey=-Q_N-1kvf_k#5170138345376082578"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R8AFbrvEapI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3bd5NB0OnIA/s400/DSC09228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith was already wielding the plastic knife as we were getting the stuffs ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/1011Months/photo?authkey=-Q_N-1kvf_k#5170138345376082594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R8AFbrvEaqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nFhTuOq3OnM/s400/DSC_1284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we lighted up the candle and sing him his Birthday Song, he seems to be mesmerized by the lighted candle and totally forgot the clap his hands. I have to hold onto his hand because he tried to grab the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/1011Months/photo?authkey=-Q_N-1kvf_k#5170138349671049906"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R8AFb7vEarI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Z8Zf-dIq-Wk/s400/DSC_1293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PoPo&lt;/span&gt; was so anxious that right after the song she handed Elaine the knife and told her to cut it out, even before we blow the candle. I guess everyone was very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/1011Months/photo?authkey=-Q_N-1kvf_k#5170138349671049922"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R8AFb7vEasI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zTwOi8Q1XQc/s400/DSC_1294.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the kids' cake, the adults seems to be the one whom were excited about it, as seen in the picture below, look at Auntie May, Yong Jin and PoPo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/1011Months/photo?authkey=-Q_N-1kvf_k#5170138353966017234"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R8AFcLvEatI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5IJaY9Gp3tc/s400/DSC_1328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I realized that everyone felt uneasy because we all know someone was missing. If only Nicole was around she would surely be very happy to have her own carriage cake of the toddler train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6551299501543707388?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6551299501543707388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6551299501543707388' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6551299501543707388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6551299501543707388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/02/keiths-birthday-celebration.html' title='Keith&apos;s Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3038403263305891323</id><published>2008-02-16T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:14:17.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ah Ku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my birthday and I guess I just got a year older already :P Remember how anxious we all were to grow up when we were young and now I guess we are all trying to slow the aging process :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was really special because of many reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manwai's birthday fall on the same day as Keith's lunar birthday :D (so officially Keith is &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; years old, according to the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Chinese Lunar&lt;/span&gt; la)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jazzmint.net/blog/"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/a&gt; came over to our restaurant with her handsome son, Vyktore and her friend &lt;a href="http://cherylleong.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/a&gt; and it was really kind of her to share her birthday cake with me. (Our birthdays was the reason we started chatting with each other via ICQ and ours are a day apart.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got my very first birthday cake from my mum and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5167528126246578802"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R7a_c7vEanI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3JZ7qb5DvK4/s400/DSC09179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly when we were all singing "Happy Birthday" song and chowing down the food prepared/ordered, someone was so tired that he slept thru the whole thing but he slept with his eyes partially opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5167528126246578786"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R7a_c7vEamI/AAAAAAAAAPI/EsZnbjUYvRU/s400/DSC09175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on my list is preparing for Keith's birthday. We will just a small celebration among family members because we can only do it on Tuesday (our day off). I can only wish that I can invite a few friends and kids too to make it merrier but I guess we will do that a few more years from now when I can take time off on weekends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3038403263305891323?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3038403263305891323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3038403263305891323' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3038403263305891323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3038403263305891323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/02/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-703975585894964328</id><published>2008-02-13T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T17:12:31.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>TAG: Big Bang World Record</title><content type='html'>First of all I'd like to thank &lt;a href="http://awakenspring.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharine&lt;/a&gt; for inviting me to this world record links. I am sorry that it too me so long to do this because I just realise that many comments sent to my Yahoo mail to alert me is being sorted out to spam!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are challenge you, everyone, to participate this "Big Bang - World Record". Our goal is to exceed 1.000 links. Together will be reach that goal. Just make sure you follow the rules. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Start Copy Here* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. You do not have to be tagged to play along. This game is simple and so are the rules.Copy from *Start Copy Here* through *End Copy Here*2. Add your site(s) to the list. Just be sure to post at each site you add.3. Tag or don’t tag, your choice, however, the more tags you create the bigger the list will grow.4. Let me know your blog’s name and url by leaving me a comment &lt;a href="http://mondaymorningpower.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-bang-master-list.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. I will add you to the master list. (If you would like the scroll box code, leave me your email address and I will email it to you.)5. Come back and copy the master list back to your site, often. This process will allow late-comers to get as much link benefit as the first ones in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;a href="http://mondaymorningpower.blogspot.com/"&gt;Attitude, the Ultimate Power&lt;/a&gt; 2-&lt;a href="http://julianarw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juliana's Site&lt;/a&gt; 3-&lt;a href="http://kasper794.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rusin Roundup&lt;/a&gt; 4-&lt;a href="http://whymoneymatters.blogspot.com/" target="_new"&gt;Grow Rich Along With Me&lt;/a&gt; 5-&lt;a title="blocked::http://comedyplus.blogspot.com/" href="http://comedyplus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Comedy Plus&lt;/a&gt; 6-&lt;a href="http://lyndaluv.blogspot.com/"&gt;lynda's loft&lt;/a&gt; 7-&lt;a href="http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amel's Realm&lt;/a&gt; 8-&lt;a href="http://maxcouti.blogspot.com/"&gt;MAX&lt;/a&gt; 9-&lt;a title="blocked::http://speedcathollydale.blogspot.com/" href="http://speedcathollydale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Speedcat Hollydale&lt;/a&gt; 10-&lt;a title="blocked::http://mariuca.blogspot.com/" href="http://mariuca.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mariuca&lt;/a&gt; 11-&lt;a href="http://soyouwanttocomplain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Complain Complain Complain&lt;/a&gt; 12-&lt;a title="blocked::http://mariucasperfume.blogspot.com/" href="http://mariucasperfume.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mariuca's Perfume Gallery&lt;/a&gt; 13-&lt;a title="blocked::http://coolaid1073.blogspot.com/" href="http://coolaid1073.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life Is A Roller Coaster&lt;/a&gt; 14-&lt;a title="blocked::http://sugar-queens-dream.blogspot.com/" href="http://sugar-queens-dream.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sugar Queen's Dream &lt;/a&gt;15-&lt;a href="http://eddiejohn66.blogspot.com/"&gt;First Time Dad&lt;/a&gt; 16-&lt;a href="http://grottynosh.wordpress.com/"&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt; 17-&lt;a href="http://misslittlepunk-kelcey.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Life&lt;/a&gt; 18-&lt;a href="http://shinade.blogspot.com/" target="_new"&gt;The Painted Veil&lt;/a&gt; 19-&lt;a href="http://stacys1175.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; 20-&lt;a title="blocked::http://datcurious.com/" href="http://datcurious.com/" target="_blank"&gt;DatCurious.com&lt;/a&gt; 21-&lt;a href="http://www.aussiecynic.com/"&gt;Little Aussie Cynic &lt;/a&gt;22-&lt;a href="http://aniceplaceinthesun.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Nice Place in the Sun&lt;/a&gt; 23-&lt;a title="blocked::http://datmoney.com/" href="http://datmoney.com/"&gt;DatMoney.com&lt;/a&gt; 24-&lt;a href="http://javaura.com/"&gt;LadyJava's Lounge&lt;/a&gt; 25-&lt;a href="http://7meow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cat Tales &lt;/a&gt;26-&lt;a href="http://jwinoto.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Callalily Space&lt;/a&gt; 27- &lt;a href="http://www.simhazel.com/"&gt;Hazel&lt;/a&gt; 28- &lt;a href="http://ruangsudut.info/"&gt;Rooms of My Heart&lt;/a&gt; 29-&lt;a href="http://mdmsaw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Slavery Bliss&lt;/a&gt; 30-&lt;a href="http://www.love4kids.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shower Your Children With Love-The Right Way&lt;/a&gt; 31-&lt;a href="http://www.love4play.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's All About Play&lt;/a&gt; 32- &lt;a href="http://awakenspring.blogspot.com/"&gt;AwakenSpring&lt;/a&gt; 33- &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Tutiger's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*End Copy Here* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish that you can join us too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clumsymommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweetiepie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://vivianszenaomi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vivian&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://pakumuse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bryan's Mama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-703975585894964328?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/703975585894964328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=703975585894964328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/703975585894964328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/703975585894964328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/02/tag-big-bang-world-record.html' title='TAG: Big Bang World Record'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-360205434998287725</id><published>2008-02-12T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:03:22.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>I know this greeting comes a bit too late since we are already into the 6th day of the lunar calender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This CNY we didn't travel to anywhere because we all know that it will be jammed all the way to the North. Since my sis and Grandma is here in KL so we decided to stay back and have a quiet CNY because we really need to take the break instead of going around with a tight schedule, especially when you go back to your own hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only problem is a whiny kid whom wanted to go out all the time. Keith kept whining and crying for us to go out for the past few days. So much for a relaxing CNY holidays because of his demands we ended driving around KL with so many others still in town. I guess CNY in KL is no longer as dull as it used to be in the past. Probably more and more people are settling down for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day those days we ended up in Sunway Pyramid because we have not visited there since they have extended the place and we did take a few pictures but I am only gonna post one because they are all repeated pics :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/1011Months/photo?authkey=-Q_N-1kvf_k#5166016456672176722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R7FgmLvEalI/AAAAAAAAAPA/dMjyXckeTI0/s400/DSC09136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have only got Keith to go the "Gong Xi, Gong Xi" gesture 2 days before CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry because lately I don't feel like taking pics due to work pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-360205434998287725?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/360205434998287725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=360205434998287725' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/360205434998287725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/360205434998287725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-255260222998857345</id><published>2008-02-01T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:13:43.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith's Haircut</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is just around the corner.... and we got really busy preparing stuffs for the big day. We have been trying to find time to take Keith for a haircut but have failed to do so for the past two to three weeks. Yesterday I took Grandma to see the doctor because she has not been feeling too well for the past 3 days and I brought Keith along. As we were walking aback to the restaurant, I happen to stumble upon an Indian barber shop so I told Grandma that we should have it done immediately without any further delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was our turn for Keith's haircut, he was very curious as to what were we doing. He even played peek-a-boo with the barber because he wanted to know what the man is doing behind him. Then after a while he started to become cranky and started to cry as the man is making his finishing shave on the edges of his hair slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we got back, Grandma fed him his porridge and he was very hungry indeed because we have been in the clinic for over 2 hours already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/1011Months/photo?authkey=-Q_N-1kvf_k#5161933211950926178"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R6Le6DygSWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_aySMuLJ-zk/s640/DSC09041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how happy he was after grandma gave him a spoonful of his porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/1011Months/photo?authkey=-Q_N-1kvf_k#5161933207655958866"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R6Le5zygSVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-crgHUOJjU8/s640/DSC09040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-255260222998857345?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/255260222998857345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=255260222998857345' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/255260222998857345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/255260222998857345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/02/keiths-haircut_01.html' title='Keith&apos;s Haircut'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-377519563013551476</id><published>2008-02-01T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:09:53.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>TEMPORARILY UNAVAILABLE???</title><content type='html'>I have a shock again today to see so many "TEMPORARILY UNAVAILABLE"s on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/klchiaw/Misc/photo?authkey=NutzqPejOvg#5161919450875709746"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.co.uk/klchiaw/R6LSZDygSTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/hkWosXsdnFU/Unavailable1.jpg?imgmax=640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time all my pictures were missing because PicsPay.com went offline for some unknown reasons, now it is AllYouCanUpload.com??? Well, at least I know that they went offline for maintenance. I might consider of moving all my pictures to picasa eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-377519563013551476?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/377519563013551476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=377519563013551476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/377519563013551476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/377519563013551476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/02/temporarily-unavailable.html' title='TEMPORARILY UNAVAILABLE???'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1482058010651511953</id><published>2008-01-28T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:03:45.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Sleeping Style</title><content type='html'>For the past 2 months Keith have been following us to work and since Grandma have come back from Penang, she had helped us by caring for Keith there. We have decided to temporarily let Grandma and Keith to tag along to our workplace so that Keith would get use to Grandma. Keith has gotten more attached to Elaine and I since Grandma has gone back to Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sorry that I was not able to provide Keith with a much better environment. This is only a temporary measure because in time Grandma and Keith would go back home in the evening with my sis. By the way, my sis is now working in KL as a CSE in a company close by and we were all rather surprised because the company pays well too (I knew because Elaine scouted the job for her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially Keith have had a very hard time trying to sleep in our workplace but for the past month he have adjusted to the noises. Lately he is able to sleep even longer hours compared to what he used to at home. Luckily our stroller is much more bigger size, if not I doubt he would be able to do his ususal twist and turn while he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the funny position I found him in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/43657/2001817978340283616_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/43657/2001817978340283616_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those whom are afraid that he would suffocate, Grandma is keeping a close eye on him all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu13.webshots.com/image/41972/2001842032404904500_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu13.webshots.com/image/41972/2001842032404904500_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1482058010651511953?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1482058010651511953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1482058010651511953' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1482058010651511953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1482058010651511953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/01/sleeping-style.html' title='Sleeping Style'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-5907840467543744719</id><published>2008-01-24T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:04:42.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 11 months old</title><content type='html'>I have not been updating my blog as often recently and I actually scratched my head for a post then a look at the calender I realised that today Keith is 11 months old. Wow, now I have to really look into ordering his birthday cake, which I have been doing for the last few months but was not able to decide upon which one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken when I took him out to a hypermarket nearby our restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu07.webshots.com/image/40606/2001630703204373821_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu07.webshots.com/image/40606/2001630703204373821_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height - ??&lt;br /&gt;Weight - ??&lt;br /&gt;(We missed his last appointment and we have decided to take him to see the doctor when he is due for his next jab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is still the same at 5.5-6oz of BM in addition to his 2 meals of solid. Mummy's worry is her expressed milk is getting less by the day.&lt;br /&gt;Right now he is practically eating everything except eggs, banana and spicy stuffs (I guess this will be the last month that we will observe what Grandma advised us not to give him until he is one) His favourite is whatever we are having for our meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been sleeping with us for almost a months now. The good news is he is able to sleep through the night in his cot. Yesterday was so funny that I found him sleeping reversed from when we initially have him sleep, with his legs on his pillow sleeping. Once in a while he will whine for attention and take a peek to see if anyone is attending to him or whenever we move him to a better sleeping position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He still has 8 teeth and would gnaw and lick on almost everything you give him, especially human fingers!!! I have been guessing that he is probably teething again but I fail to detect any newer teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still "baby babble sing" as he is about to fall asleep. He is able to say "mama" "ama" "papa" "apa" more clearly but to date he is still unable to address me or Elaine. As for food he is able to say "umm!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He is crawling unsteadily, probably we do not give him enough time on his own to crawl. He is able to stand on his own for minutes now and he even pushes our hands away to let him stand on his own. He is even able to clap his hands while standing up. Today Aunt May tried to let him walk on his own, when Grandma informed us all that he is able to walk with a little assistance. They tried to let him walk with both hands behind him to catch him just as he is unsteady. Sadly Aunt May was only successful for the first few times. Upon seeing that Elaine told her to move him to a wider space so that she can record it down, on the first try she failed to catch Keith and he fell for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For some reason he likes us to let him stand unassisted and sing "Happy Birthday" for him while he claps his hand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to hold onto my ear lobes with his left hand and sometimes poke the end with his right index finger. (my sis have had the same habit when she was small and then it was Grandma's ear she held onto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For now I am on top of his preference list of person to carry him, then comes Mummy, PoPo, Jiu-Jiu (Uncle Jason). He also tends to prefer someone who stands up than someone whom is sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to point at things with his index fingers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is also able to respond very well to "tim choong-choong" and "clap-clap hand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do realise that he is extremely ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-5907840467543744719?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/5907840467543744719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=5907840467543744719' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5907840467543744719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5907840467543744719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/01/keith-is-11-months-old.html' title='Keith is 11 months old'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2889057159265247022</id><published>2008-01-20T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T01:09:59.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>I am stuck without a laptop</title><content type='html'>On Thursday I was hit by real bad luck that someone spilled hot chocolate on my one and a half year old laptop. Those of you whom have known me would have known that this is not the first time I have liquid spilled on my lappie, as you all know where I work, but the last time it was really minor spilled that can be easily be wiped down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the spill was really horrible, that when the technician came on Friday, he told me that he needed to replace the motherboard along with the touch pad, keyboard and the combo drive. He even advised me not to switch it on because he was afraid that the board would short-circuit. So I will have to wait for all the parts to arrive and let him fix it on Monday. Guess I will be stuck without a laptop at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you all won't be seeing me until Wednesday, I guess but I would be online when I get home.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu32.webshots.com/image/41751/2002929319810479470_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu32.webshots.com/image/41751/2002929319810479470_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is I am really lucky that I was the "kiase" type and have bought their Complete Cover so accidental damages are covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2889057159265247022?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2889057159265247022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2889057159265247022' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2889057159265247022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2889057159265247022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/01/i-am-stuck-without-laptop.html' title='I am stuck without a laptop'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3021601558563846078</id><published>2008-01-16T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T18:29:24.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>What is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aycu37.webshots.com/image/41996/2005025771383010798_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu37.webshots.com/image/41996/2005025771383010798_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Last week Keith and I went over to the Hypermarket near our restaurant and one of the promoter at the disposable diapers played with Keith and she gave him this headgear to wear. It was really nice of her to give although we didn't purchase anything from her or the hypermarket. The headgear is supposed to be a free gift for the purchase of each Sealer disposable diapers&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I know that cows are supposed to be herbivore but I think this look is very carnivorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu25.webshots.com/image/42264/2005046717436690822_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu25.webshots.com/image/42264/2005046717436690822_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual this headgear didn't last too long on his head but at least it lasted longer than Yong Jin whom have the same headgear too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3021601558563846078?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3021601558563846078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3021601558563846078' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3021601558563846078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3021601558563846078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/01/what-is-this.html' title='What is this?'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2699250774151673964</id><published>2008-01-16T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T18:22:07.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith's New Toy</title><content type='html'>Elaine decided it is time to get Keith a new walker because he has almost outgrew his old walker. We bought him the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stride to Ride Walker&lt;/span&gt; which he liked instantly when we started to unpack it but like all other toys he have, none can last him more than 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might looked rather happy in the pictures below but when I opened up the seat and it turns into a walker but he would start to turn back to me to carry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu02.webshots.com/image/38321/2005318145840334268_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu02.webshots.com/image/38321/2005318145840334268_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really a great toy but for now Keith would need extra attention using it because we fear that he would fall backwards because he have the sudden tendency to lean backwards or even look upwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu02.webshots.com/image/40601/2005368380221319651_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu02.webshots.com/image/40601/2005368380221319651_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2699250774151673964?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2699250774151673964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2699250774151673964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2699250774151673964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2699250774151673964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/01/keiths-new-toy.html' title='Keith&apos;s New Toy'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3082997137842843194</id><published>2008-01-13T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T15:25:18.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith with a funnel</title><content type='html'>Last Monday our water supply was affected by a pipe burst near to the Pearl Point area. We were informed that the water supply would only be back to normal by 8pm so I have to drive back to my condominium to fill up eight 25 litre water containers with filtered water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drove back and had Keith tagged along with the maid. For the fun of it I had Keith sat on the front seat with a pillow as a booster and buckled him up (all this were done while the car was stationary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu22.webshots.com/image/40341/2005960211415636243_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu22.webshots.com/image/40341/2005960211415636243_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He only sat quietly for a little while but as soon as he got hold of the funnel which I had brought along (with the intend to use it to funnel water into the containers but in the end I didn't use because the opening of the containers were big enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu08.webshots.com/image/38607/2005943084811939027_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu08.webshots.com/image/38607/2005943084811939027_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He have used the funnel as a speaker as well as to chew on it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu14.webshots.com/image/40333/2005963867307478293_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu14.webshots.com/image/40333/2005963867307478293_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After half an hour, after we arrive at our shop with the water, the water supply was back to normal at 5.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3082997137842843194?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3082997137842843194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3082997137842843194' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3082997137842843194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3082997137842843194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/01/keith-with-funnel.html' title='Keith with a funnel'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8528766389938594796</id><published>2008-01-13T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T15:36:09.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith's new teether</title><content type='html'>Recently with grandma back in Penang, Keith has been following us to work everyday. Although he looks happier because he can be with Elaine and I but deep inside I felt rather guilty because I was not able to come up with a much better way to care for him. Having him in the restaurant is very pleasing for all of us because he can really cheer us up. What makes it so hard is when we got really busy and there is no one there to attend to him. We would normally leave him buckled up to the high chair close to the cashier so that Elaine and I can keep our eyes on him, while we put some toys/spoons/books for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whenever he gets bored with his toys he would start whining for us to carry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/38029/2001245947445790071_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/38029/2001245947445790071_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Po Po&lt;/span&gt; brought Yong Jin over to the restaurant because she intended to take him to see the paed because he was having fever and along the way she had bought him a toy balloon. Upon reaching our shop Keith got all excited when he saw the balloon so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Po Po&lt;/span&gt; talked to Yong Jin to give it to Keith and took him to buy another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu38.webshots.com/image/38117/2001248097442209740_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu38.webshots.com/image/38117/2001248097442209740_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as soon as the balloon reaches Keith's hands it goes straight into his mouth, although we have left two teethers in front of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu19.webshots.com/image/39098/2001276644330850630_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu19.webshots.com/image/39098/2001276644330850630_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the next thing he will do is to start chewing on it!!! Since everyone found it hilarious, it is natural that I recorded it down in video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=682692185267391511&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8528766389938594796?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8528766389938594796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8528766389938594796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8528766389938594796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8528766389938594796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/01/keiths-new-teether.html' title='Keith&apos;s new teether'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3188868749537454484</id><published>2008-01-07T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:07:14.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>My site got hijacked!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/38389/2003850389465022192_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/38389/2003850389465022192_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the above had looked familiar to a few now. I hope I got the term "hijack" correct because they were diverting people away from my site. My sincerest apologies for not looking into this problem earlier. I have not been coming to my own blog bacause I normally track your comments via e-mail. I found it a little peculiar when I went blog hopping to a few blogs but didn't really see into the problem because I thought the problem lies in my browser until I saw it being highlighted in &lt;a href="http://www.lowyat.net/v2/latest/malaysian-blogsphere-up-in-arms-as-advertlets-domain-expires-2.html"&gt;LYN (Lowyat.NET)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culprit has Advertlets.com because they forgot to renew the domain name and seems like their domain got renewed by adbaaz.com instead so all our traffic got transferred to their site whenever the Adverlets badge tried to load on our blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we have to do is remove the HTML provided by Adverlets.com from our page element (under Template Tab) to solve the problem because if we don't it would definitely affect our traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3188868749537454484?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3188868749537454484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3188868749537454484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3188868749537454484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3188868749537454484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2008/01/my-site-got-hijacked.html' title='My site got hijacked!!!!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6832956768657692922</id><published>2007-12-30T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:56:15.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith's First Shoes</title><content type='html'>The other day I took Keith to the Parkson nearby our shop to get some baby wipes. As I was strolling along the aisle I happened to remember that Elaine have told me to keep an eye out for a pair of shoes for Keith. I tried to let him try those soft-soled shoes, size 1-2, but it wasn't that fitting, it is the same as those sock-shoes he have at home and they tend to comes off after a few minutes of wearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu15.webshots.com/image/37334/2001467380140079334_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu15.webshots.com/image/37334/2001467380140079334_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later I went back there in search of a better shoe for him and I let him try those hard-soled, size 3, it fitted him well because it doesn't come off as easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu11.webshots.com/image/39330/2003150974537087208_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu11.webshots.com/image/39330/2003150974537087208_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;These two pictures above are taken with my phone cam, only intended for Elaine to see the shoes that I was trying on for Keith. This is also the reason why I didn't capture Keith as a whole but only his legs.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I brought them back and nowadays whenever we go out we would let Keith wear them so that when we are tired of carrying him we could let him walk a bit by holding onto his arm or even let him stand at the display glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/39587/2003157473091806035_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/39587/2003157473091806035_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what is missing is his socks. For the record, this is the picture of his first shoe :) a Pigeon Brown Khakis Shoes, size 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu35.webshots.com/image/39874/2003124167366655433_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu35.webshots.com/image/39874/2003124167366655433_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6832956768657692922?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6832956768657692922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6832956768657692922' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6832956768657692922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6832956768657692922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/keiths-first-shoes.html' title='Keith&apos;s First Shoes'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8770692958894143627</id><published>2007-12-26T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:19:59.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><title type='text'>Nicole's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Thanks for all the well wishers and prayers...... it is very much appreciated. I guess the adult's problem is better left for them to settle it themselves but it is the small ones that we are concerned here.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have here a little update on Nicole from her mum. Quite back-dated too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was her 3 years old birthday on the 17th and her dad actually allowed my sis to meet up with them but not grandma because he felt that Nicole is too attached to grandma and meeting grandma would make Nicole's adapting much more tougher. He might allow them to visit her more often a couple months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to her dad, Nicole have started going to attend nursery for close to a month now and is adapting rather well. While her mum is complaining that Nicole is now conversing in Mandarin and seems to have forgotten her English, probably because there is no one there to talk to her in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture my sis have taken when they brought her back to her dad's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu08.webshots.com/image/38287/2004917998741779733_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu08.webshots.com/image/38287/2004917998741779733_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the picture taken when my sis meet her on her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu20.webshots.com/image/37219/2004999140194170277_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu20.webshots.com/image/37219/2004999140194170277_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole now sports a much shorter hair. Elaine was the one who spotted the red marks on her legs, It reminds me of the same problem my sis have had when she was mall and stayed over at her paternal aunt's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8770692958894143627?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8770692958894143627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8770692958894143627' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8770692958894143627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8770692958894143627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/nicoles-birthday.html' title='Nicole&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-160380232247279221</id><published>2007-12-24T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T16:23:45.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 10 months old</title><content type='html'>Today Keith is 10 months old and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is taken while he is busy playing with his anklet. We have had 2 anklet for him because these anklets are especially helpful in telling us that he has waken. The anklet is filled with some the small bells which will sound upon movement. It will also be a great thing to have when baby is starting to walk. The bells will tell you where they are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu22.webshots.com/image/39301/2004963604907955669_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu22.webshots.com/image/39301/2004963604907955669_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height - ??&lt;br /&gt;Weight - ??&lt;br /&gt;(We missed his last appointment and since tomorrow is Christmas and the following Tuesday in New Year, I guess we'll have to wait till next month for his check-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is still the same at 5.5-6oz of BM in addition to his 3 meals of solid but recently with him following us to work his intake frequency has lessen.&lt;br /&gt;Right now he is practically eating everything except banana and eggs (which Grandma told us not to give him until he is one) His favourite is tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have got him to sleep without the spring cot and he is either sleeping on the adult bed or the cot. The funny thing is he will sleep as though he have the whole adult bed to himself, by moving practically everywhere in the bed, even in the cot. Once in a while he will whine for attention and take a peek to see if anyone is attending to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He still has 8 teeth and would gnaw and lick on almost everything you give him, especially human fingers!!! but I am guessing that he is probably teething again because he couldn't sleep well at night and his body felt warm too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still "baby babble sing" as he is about to fall asleep. He is beginning to say "mama" "ama" "papa" "apa" more clearly but only when he is whining :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Still the turning around when lying on the bed or sofa. He is beginning to show the signs to crawl and when he gets really excited when we hold his hands for us carry him (lazy) but we are letting him start to walk by himself with us holding on to his arms/hands. We have even bought him his first pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**Update**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I laid Keith on the bed and he kept trying to snatch our letters as Elaine and I were busy going thru our mails. He kept moving to the edge of our bed so we decided to try it out to see..... true enough.... he is starting crawling already and rather steadily too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He have this attitude where new things would only keep him busy for less than half an hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is now much more better with whoever is carrying him, sometimes even strangers, but this also marks the beginning of the passing game until he is passed back to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For some reason I dunno why, he likes the parking meter in front of the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He would get really excited as I walk him to the pet shop nearby and everyday he seems to have a different preference for a different dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-160380232247279221?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/160380232247279221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=160380232247279221' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/160380232247279221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/160380232247279221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/keith-is-10-months-old.html' title='Keith is 10 months old'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-329736925589274726</id><published>2007-12-21T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T12:33:11.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Dangerous Mouth</title><content type='html'>Keith have always had this sudden urge to bite on something every now and then. Elaine was rather shock to see how many red marks Keith have left on my hands. Whenever I sit him on my lap to play toys with him he would gladly play with me and out of the sudden he would pull my hand, arm or even finger and happily sink his teeth in them and I tell you he really bite on very hard, it is so hard that it will really bruise you if you were to pull it out. Worse is sometimes he would grind his teeth on your flesh or even the one whom pull it out without letting go of the chomp!&lt;br /&gt;This is how ugly things have gotten last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu39.webshots.com/image/38518/2004951129218212767_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu39.webshots.com/image/38518/2004951129218212767_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his bite, the marks would turn red and as I am writing this post, 13 hours later, the red marks are still on my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would put everything he can get his hands on into his mouth. The problem is he doesn't really have a favourite toy because he is very like his mum, easily get bored with something that is already his. He always want new things, especially things that we would not allow him to have, like our handphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were rather worried because there was a very big gap between two of his upper front teeth, until we were told that the gap would not be as obvious when he gets older, perhap at 3 years old. Actually the gap really does seems to be closer now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-329736925589274726?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/329736925589274726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=329736925589274726' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/329736925589274726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/329736925589274726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/dangerous-mouth.html' title='Dangerous Mouth'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7493592963809275882</id><published>2007-12-21T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:11:33.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><title type='text'>Poor management</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Just for the record I am writing this to remind myself of the occurrence and to let you know of how frequent the problem is.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when I got back from work, I was greeted by 2 non-working elevator again. First thing I did was calling the service number, and was told that their technician is already there working on the lifts. Of course I was very angry and wanted to sell of the unit immediately but Elaine made me think otherwise because she really liked the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nightmare started all over again because this morning, after 10 hours later, when we were ready to go to work, we were again faced with 2 non-funcioning elevators. I called the office to complain and inquire of the frequent breakdowns. I was only given the manager's handphone number to call. When I called him I was greeted by a man who sounded like he just woke up!!!!! He kept asking me if I have told the office of the problem. I really felt so stupid talking to him because with the lift breaking down at night, does he expect us to wait till the next morning to call the management office???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really have to write an official complaint letter to the board and the management. I might even want to get all the signatures of other tenants on my letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7493592963809275882?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7493592963809275882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7493592963809275882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7493592963809275882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7493592963809275882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/poor-management.html' title='Poor management'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3926485976437931886</id><published>2007-12-20T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T12:39:33.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Dangerous Stunts</title><content type='html'>Since Elaine and I were taking care of Keith we managed to capture some of his recent dangerous stunts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching the foam blade of the fan (He is also easily mesmerized with a turning ceiling or wall fan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu05.webshots.com/image/38004/2004910581033609946_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu05.webshots.com/image/38004/2004910581033609946_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning to stand up on the cot on his own and start to rummage thru mummy's table (Whenever he cries for attention, the sound of his mum drying her hair with the hair blower never fail to distract him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/38315/2004972811260684941_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/38315/2004972811260684941_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has always been very fond of mirrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu25.webshots.com/image/39144/2004913314556063156_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu25.webshots.com/image/39144/2004913314556063156_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3926485976437931886?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3926485976437931886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3926485976437931886' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3926485976437931886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3926485976437931886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/dangerous-stunts.html' title='Dangerous Stunts'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7144897674175406246</id><published>2007-12-14T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:15:41.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ah Ku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>My sister is moving down soon</title><content type='html'>My sister came to KL yesterday night because she needed to attend a job interview this morning. Grandma will be following her back to Penang on Sunday so that they can pack up their stuffs and transport it to KL. My sister will be moving down to KL and stay with us. We are planning of partitioning a room for my sister and I'm thinking of doing it by myself, if only I could find the time because I would not want to let some contractor do it and make a big mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paed also just called me up to pick up Nicole's insurance claim form. Most of you must wonder why am I doing this when it is supposed to be done by her father. Well, I'm doing the claim so that I can be able to get hold of the cheque when it is ready, only then I can negotiate to get back the money I have paid for Nicole admission. (Sigh! This is really a big headache for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my sister's friend, whom happened to stumble upon Nicole in the wet market, Nicole is doing fine and she is being very well taken care of. We just hope that her father would continue on being a good dad, no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Keith, he will have to go for a few more days without grandma again. He is getting whinier as ever because he would forever wanted to go out. He is still unable to crawl but he is definitely getting cheekier by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did this all by himself, putting the spoon into his mouth and biting on it while letting go of his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/38235/2003547855175261448_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" src="http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/38235/2003547855175261448_fs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu13.webshots.com/image/37772/2003582193092720755_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" src="http://aycu13.webshots.com/image/37772/2003582193092720755_fs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu27.webshots.com/image/40386/2003528163481277967_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" src="http://aycu27.webshots.com/image/40386/2003528163481277967_fs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7144897674175406246?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7144897674175406246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7144897674175406246' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7144897674175406246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7144897674175406246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/irene-moving-down-soon.html' title='My sister is moving down soon'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-5997987957311778885</id><published>2007-12-12T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:20:13.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yong Jin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>PoPo's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we celebrated Keith's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;po po's&lt;/span&gt; birthday. Keith and Yong Jin was the ones really enjoying themselves because we adults were the ones getting busy chasing Yong Jin or carrying Keith because they wouldn't sit still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went to the restaurant, we went to IKEA and I snapped this picture after the boys wrestled themselves on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/39427/2006243692612220590_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/39427/2006243692612220590_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the picture of Keith trying out the karaoke set, which he did a bit of baby babble and shouts before he tries to gobble the mic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu20.webshots.com/image/38419/2006239604651177149_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu20.webshots.com/image/38419/2006239604651177149_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-5997987957311778885?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/5997987957311778885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=5997987957311778885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5997987957311778885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5997987957311778885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/popos-birthday.html' title='PoPo&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-1174317063444747484</id><published>2007-12-08T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:21:45.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Grandma's back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I guessed I have rant a little too much so I might just wanna skip ranting on the other &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S-O&lt;/span&gt; ( @$$h013 ) so I'll just continue posting with what I created this blog for and forget about the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;KNNCCB&lt;/span&gt; person. Sorry for the foul words, least I want to vent it out and it does feel good. Furthermore since you all know that I am not a cursing person, you would have figured out how badly I have been offended by the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma came back to KL on Thursday evening and Keith was indeed very delighted to see her. He started jumping, while I was carrying him, as soon as he saw grandma who just got off from my uncle's car. (She got a free ride back from her brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told her that she looked rather tired, her repy was because of the travel, but I am thinking otherwise, she was very disappointed because she was not given the opportunity to see Nicole and she really missed her. From what I heard, Nicole is adapting very well at her father's place because all her cousins are having their school holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Keith so busy fiddling with grandma's handphone and she goes around telling everyone that I am the one spoiling the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/38057/2006250453329237572_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/38057/2006250453329237572_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies because this picture is taken with my handphone and the image is a little blurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith was having some trouble adapting to the quietness back at home since he is so used to having so much attention from many people and carrying him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-1174317063444747484?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/1174317063444747484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=1174317063444747484' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1174317063444747484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/1174317063444747484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/i-guessed-i-have-rant-little-too-much.html' title='Grandma&apos;s back'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3911813365056838373</id><published>2007-12-07T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:22:33.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><title type='text'>Bad management</title><content type='html'>I guess I have really been went "Missing In Action" for the past week. Since grandma has went to Penang, Elaine's and my hands have been very busy with taking care of Keith while we work. To make things even worse there are some people whom have added to our hardship. I have been on the edge of losing my cool now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I will talk about is my condo management. The other day I was just chatting with &lt;a href="http://chanelwong.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chanel&lt;/a&gt; on MSN (it was the first time I chatted with her on MSN) and I even mentioned how bad the management was, especially with the lift breaking down often. A few days later the lifts really broke down and this time for an extended period. I am really wondering why this have to keep happening. Why the situation is always 2 lifts breaking down together? Why they don't repair it as soon as possible, especially when only one broke down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened, on Saturday night after I got back from work, I was greeted by 2 of the yellow signs below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu17.webshots.com/image/38936/2006236226325415486_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu17.webshots.com/image/38936/2006236226325415486_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine walking up 16 floors, carrying Keith, baby bags, food and the laptop. The next day, Sunday, it was still not fixed, we had to take the stairs down as well as up again at night. I wonder what have they done for the whole 24 hours. We took the stairs down again on Monday because the lifts were only useable by 5pm on Monday. This is the second time I am ranting about this but between &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-condo-management.html"&gt;my first complaint post&lt;/a&gt; and this post, we have taken the stairs umpteen times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would consider that we were very lucky that Grandma is not around during this period because with her health condition I don't think she can take the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;steep&lt;/span&gt; stairs even only to the second floor. Then we might have to stay at a hotel instead and burn a hole in my pocket for such poor management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3911813365056838373?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3911813365056838373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3911813365056838373' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3911813365056838373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3911813365056838373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/12/bad-management.html' title='Bad management'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8801226919364913912</id><published>2007-11-27T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:24:20.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Grandma's back to Penang</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Grandma has safely arrived in Penang while Elaine and I will have to take care of Keith while we work for this 2 weeks. Hopefully he is much more behaving and less whiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before Grandma leave for Penang we have got news that Nicole's father hs changed his mind and not allow Grandma to take Nicole for the banquet. The reason is his SIL, whom is now babysitting Nicole doesn't want Nicole to see anyone of us because she says that it would make it easier for her to adapt to her new enviroment. Although Grandma wasn't too happy that she is not able to see Nicole but she understands of their need of doing so. We just hope that he might change his mind later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Keith is not too interested in crawling because he is just as mobile on the walker. This is the picture of Keith with all look but no action!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/39017/2006244887915393279_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/39017/2006244887915393279_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does move a little but if the item is too far he would just roll over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu31.webshots.com/image/35870/2006221040741732956_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu31.webshots.com/image/35870/2006221040741732956_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8801226919364913912?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8801226919364913912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8801226919364913912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8801226919364913912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8801226919364913912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/grandmas-back-to-penang.html' title='Grandma&apos;s back to Penang'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8054916788929906600</id><published>2007-11-24T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:12:06.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 9 months old</title><content type='html'>Early this morning Elaine had to remind me that Keith is 9 months old today but funny thing is she dare not tell it to me verbally while I was carrying Keith. She had to use both her hands and showed me nine while telling me, "Your son is..... today." How superstitious, huh? So I guess there is another quarter to go for his first year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture I took today while grandma is feeding him mashed potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.PicsPay.com/tutiger/main/jpg/Untitled-1.11/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.PicsPay.com/uploads/tutiger/main/t_Untitled-1.11.jpg' alt='Untitled-1.11' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height - 67cm&lt;br /&gt;Weight - 7.7kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is still the same at 5.5-6oz of BM in addition to his 3 meals of solid&lt;br /&gt;So far he would take all that we have fed him with (Fish, Carrot, Potato, Tofu, Sweet Potato, Porridge and Rice Cereal) Whenever he sees us adults eating he would even call out for us to give him some. The funny thing is he is acts as though he is eating when we feed him an empty spoon!!!!! I guess he likes the process :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently he is less likely to wake up during the night to go out because I guess he is tired out with so many people carrying him around in the restaurant during the day. Even when he is really tired he would not settle down to sleep until we got out of the house with him, only then will he sleep on our chest or the stroller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He now has 8 teeth and would gnaw and lick on almost everything you give him, especially human fingers!!! He would even lick the floor when we position him to crawl :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still "baby babble sing" as he is about to fall asleep. He is beginning to say "mama" "ama" "papa" more clearly but only when he is whining :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Still the turning around when lying on the bed or sofa. He is still doesn't want to crawl and he gets really excited when we hold his hands for him to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Likes to observe other older kids around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once grandma jokingly became stern with him, he ignored her for almost the whole day, until she tempted him with some cracker!!!!.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is now much more better with whoever is carrying him, sometimes even strangers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When we carry him, it has become more like a passing around game because he is so indecisive whom he really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I guess he missed the pool. He kept pushing me to walk towards the pool when I took him out for a walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8054916788929906600?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8054916788929906600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8054916788929906600' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8054916788929906600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8054916788929906600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/keith-is-9-months-old.html' title='Keith is 9 months old'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7113330332545314670</id><published>2007-11-23T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:26:53.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Wedding &amp; Baby season??!</title><content type='html'>I am really sorry that I have not been able to update my blog much because there is many things that I have to solve and things that needed my extra attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently we all know that Grandma wasn't happy after Nicole went to Penang but luckily she was willing to follow us to go to work and hang around for a few hours until I am able to take them back when business is a little slower after lunch hours. Keith have been much more sticky with Elaine and I too and he would surely want us to carry him whenever he sees us. He is also beginning to babble "mama" and "papa" occasionally too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma will be going back to Penang on this Sunday to attend my cousin, Kah Bee's wedding and Nicole's father have allowed Grandma to bring Nicole along too. Elaine and I will have to stay back because we still have to run the business and Elaine's brother is having his wedding a day after Kah Bee's!!! I guess everyone wanted to tie the knot before the "Year of the Pig" ends and some wanted to have a piggy baby. In fact now Keith have got 2 second cousin brothers born in the same year now!!! I dunno about you but most of the babies born this year that I have known were mostly baby boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture of Keith, whom was rather mesmerized by the light ball above him and seems to enjoy munching on his finger while the other hand was holding onto his leg. This picture was taken when he was less whiny in the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.PicsPay.com/tutiger/main/jpg/DSC07968/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.PicsPay.com/uploads/tutiger/main/t_DSC07968.jpg' alt='DSC07968' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7113330332545314670?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7113330332545314670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7113330332545314670' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7113330332545314670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7113330332545314670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/wedding-baby-season.html' title='Wedding &amp; Baby season??!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8627365724483513575</id><published>2007-11-19T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:21:10.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><title type='text'>Nicole has went home</title><content type='html'>On Saturday night we bought a cake to celebrate Nicole Birthday earlier since she will be going back to Penang the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what was she wishing for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu11.webshots.com/image/32130/2004322503017034010_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu11.webshots.com/image/32130/2004322503017034010_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was going thru the pictures I have taken, to choose the one to post up, I felt so guilty because she is just so playful and happy not knowing what is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her departure had caused Grandma, Elaine and my sis to cry. I was also sadden by it but I tried not to show it because I do not want to have Nicole disturbed by it and I have to be the one to console them. Grandma had cried the whole day and night because she is already missing her beloved grandchild as soon as she step out of the door. While on the trip back, Nicole has kept asking for Grandma and Keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8627365724483513575?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8627365724483513575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8627365724483513575' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8627365724483513575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8627365724483513575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/nicole-has-went-home.html' title='Nicole has went home'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-4358391332893843920</id><published>2007-11-17T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:21:54.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><title type='text'>Leaving soon!</title><content type='html'>** I have amended this post in order not to offend anyone's feeling, probably they might feel that I am revealing too much and are making their private life too public **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is indeed a very sad day for Grandma, Elaine and I because my sis have arrived this morning, not that we do not welcome my sis but rather Nicole will be returned to her father's custody and she'll be staying in Penang on a permanent basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really heart breaking for grandma because she has taken care of Nicole since she was born and Nicole has never slept without her grandma on her side. Nicole have been Grandma's pillar of support because she was born a few days after Grandpa's funeral. Grandma have been very protective of Nicole all the while (the same as my sis, I guess probably because my sis is so like Grandma in so many ways just as Nicole like my sis, so equals Nicole to Grandma too! Right up to their dimples too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have thought that since Keith's arrival, I have neglected Nicole but in actual fact I have been trying to teach Nicole to act as a behaving sister that Keith would look up to. I have not neglected her in any way but in fact we have even sacrificed a lot for her since we have Keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not something that everybody want and Nicole is the victim in this circumstance. I might post up a letter to Nicole soon for her future reference, so that in the near future she can read it when is old enough to understand the whole thing from our point of view and not a distorted or a one-sided one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, Nicole, Keith, Elaine and I were never given a choice to choose in this matter, as the decision is not upon us neither do we have the right to make it. We just hope that her father would take good care of her as well as honour the weekly/monthly visits that was agreed upon in the deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-4358391332893843920?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/4358391332893843920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=4358391332893843920' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4358391332893843920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4358391332893843920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/leaving-soon.html' title='Leaving soon!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8483928164661292093</id><published>2007-11-14T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T14:28:51.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Bad, bad night</title><content type='html'>These few days many bad things have happened and I wanted to post it up but since I am not able to do protected posts then I guess I might just skip it for the time being. I do not think I want to make our private life so public. Some of you might have known what have happened, I hope that you can keep your comments to yourself first for now because we needed time to solve the problem and ease the pain, not needing someone to tell us what should have been done earlier. What is done is already done, we just need to do our best for the problems at present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This matter have caused grandma, Elaine and I to have sleepless nights since Monday. The whole thing had happened in Penang on Monday night, we were all kept in suspense and unable to do anything at all. The matter that saddens us all even more is that Nicole will be going back to her father's place on this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might talk about it later when things cools down, I might even not talk about it. All I can say is now the whole issue is still too sensitive to talk about. I could possibly not update as regular for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8483928164661292093?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8483928164661292093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8483928164661292093' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8483928164661292093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8483928164661292093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/bad-bad-night.html' title='Bad, bad night'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6104571269135437516</id><published>2007-11-10T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T21:57:23.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><title type='text'>Nicole is discharged</title><content type='html'>Nicole is being discharged today after spending 3 days and 2 nights in TDMC with the bill coming up to RM1,378.70. Her fever is mainly caused by her swollen eye and her sore throat that had caused her the agony. We will have to be back for a check on Tuesday to make sure that everything is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Nicole she is beginning to run around more actively. When we paid for her bill and completing her discharge, she was already in the car waiting for us to take her go "kai-kai" and for some reason she specifically mentioned "IKEA" this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6104571269135437516?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6104571269135437516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6104571269135437516' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6104571269135437516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6104571269135437516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/nicole-is-discharged.html' title='Nicole is discharged'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-5046686553280068188</id><published>2007-11-09T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T20:00:37.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>My hospitalised niece, Nicole</title><content type='html'>Today is the second day Nicole is in the hospital. The paed didn't reveal much, he had just told gramdma that it is not dengue and there is nothing too serious about the sickness. The paed told grandma that Nicole's fever is probably due to her swollen eye coupled with her sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really sadden me to see the doctor taking Nicole's blood for testing and her struggle really made things much more worse for all :( The A&amp;E doctor couldn't take anything off her although there was 5 of us holding her down, three nurses, grandma and me. Later she decided to call in the paed because she wasn't able to find Nicole's vein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we checked Nicole in, to our surprise we were told that TDMC do not take the "yellow" ING Medical Card!!!! Although I am not a rich person but I am really lucky to have credit card with limits higher than what Nicole's ING card is covering her for. (The reason why I got Keith the same thing without the card because I am getting a higher limit for the same price as a lower limit with the card) Anyway I feel that TDMC's room is rather reasonable at RM100 per night for a cot and a bed on a twin sharing basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a check with the paed, we were told to bring Nicole to another room for him to take some blood samples. This time it only took 2 nurse and me to hold Nicole down but the whole process took more than 1/2 hour because for some reason the thing that is used to pump the blood was leaking!!!!! Gosh!! I felt so guilty because Nicole kept wailing for me to carry her and all I can do is console her and assure her that I will take her out as soon as the whole thing is over. (So I bought her some Ribena pastilles and Smarties from the convenience store at the lobby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu05.webshots.com/image/30444/2002542376615684813_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu05.webshots.com/image/30444/2002542376615684813_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening when I went back with more clothing and necessities for Nicole and Grandma, Nicole was soundly sleeping and she even slept through Keith's yelling when he was excited to see his grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu21.webshots.com/image/34900/2002568660953486340_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu21.webshots.com/image/34900/2002568660953486340_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having fever, a swollen eye and a stopped I.V. (intravenous) Nicole can still be so active and still run around and enjoying herself in the "almost empty" playroom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu19.webshots.com/image/31218/2002551345191155551_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu19.webshots.com/image/31218/2002551345191155551_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course Keith wanted to try the toy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu26.webshots.com/image/31825/2003966931221724347_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu26.webshots.com/image/31825/2003966931221724347_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paed wanted to keep the stopped I.V. so that it would be easier in case they needed to start the drip if Nicole's fever won't come down. Grandma is the one staying in the hospital with Nicole and Nicole's parents is coming to KL today and should be arriving by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-5046686553280068188?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/5046686553280068188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=5046686553280068188' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5046686553280068188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5046686553280068188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/my-hospitalised-niece-nicole.html' title='My hospitalised niece, Nicole'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8345221922755225065</id><published>2007-11-08T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T18:59:34.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another fall sick</title><content type='html'>This time it is Nicole's turn to fall sick. Her situation seems to get worse and she have to go to the paed three times. She is down with a mild eye infection and stomach upset. The stomach upset have caused her to have a fever that kept coming back.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu35.webshots.com/image/34914/2002082185309106579_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu35.webshots.com/image/34914/2002082185309106579_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Latest Update***&lt;br /&gt;Today Nicole got admitted to the TDMC, with suspected dengue fever or stomach flu. Lately I have tried my best to try to post up on my blog but I just couldn't find the time as I have to help grandma to care for Nicole. I even have to be the one to carry Nicole when the doctor is attending to her. I will try to update more on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8345221922755225065?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8345221922755225065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8345221922755225065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8345221922755225065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8345221922755225065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/another-fall-sick.html' title='Another fall sick'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6849098901829497204</id><published>2007-11-03T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T17:49:59.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith doesn't wanna crawl</title><content type='html'>Keith is getting rather whiny recently. He would be crying and screaming whenever we put him lying down. He also don't like to crawl either even when we tried to position him to crawl. He would rather stand up or walk with us holding both his hands. Not so easy to entertain this demanding and noisy boy, I guess he learns that from Nicole :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu34.webshots.com/image/30873/2004800966084915968_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu34.webshots.com/image/30873/2004800966084915968_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he is really a runner on the walker!!! Yes, he pushes himself around rather fast and he likes to grab everything then throw it to the floor. Nowadays whenever he sees me or Elaine he would whine and cry a bit to see if we are going to pick him up, if there is no response he would move away and continue on with whatever he is scavenging!!! Look at the bottom 2 pics, he can still rummage through the plastic bag while standing on his own!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: none; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6849098901829497204?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6849098901829497204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6849098901829497204' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6849098901829497204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6849098901829497204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/11/keith-doesnt-wanna-crawl.html' title='Keith doesn&apos;t wanna crawl'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-5083102712173383454</id><published>2007-10-31T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:54:33.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Another problem.</title><content type='html'>The good new is on Tuesday morning (just past midnight, after work) Elaine's clogged milk duct was cleared and she was really relieved and she was able to sleep thru the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next problem started as soon as we got back from our lunch yesterday. Keith felt rather warm and when I used the ear thermometer, it gave me a reading of 101.2. We decided to give him some medicine for his fever and he struggled with us when we tried to do so. He cried very loud and even tried to make himself vomit the medicine out by coughing. We only went out again as soon as his temp went back to normal and he was immediately calmer as soon as we leave home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to get some spare part from the Avent Service Centre at Damas Plaza (next to Hartamas Shopping Centre). We were serviced by a very nice lady. When I told her of the pump problem, she suggested that changed all the silicon parts so that our piece would function as good as new, which was really true when we tried it. We were given 3 pieces but there is one that looked different from the piece that we had and I am really glad that it is. Well, Avent have finally changed the white valve and the new piece would still fit into our old ones. Spent RM57.80 for the petal cone (RM27.90), diaphragm (RM20.00) and the valve (RM9.90).&lt;br /&gt;I took the picture down to better describe it. The one on the left is the new one while on the right is the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu21.webshots.com/image/32180/2003675254622441024_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu21.webshots.com/image/32180/2003675254622441024_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine and I spent the rest of the evening buying stuffs for our restaurant. We did make sure to monitor Keith's temp and he was rather okay through out the outing. In fact he was very excited to see so many things and he wanted to grab almost anything that he can hold on to. I do realise that he seems to be bored with his toys and always wants newer things to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we reached home past 9pm, his temp went up again.(All the paed already closed at this time!!!) We gave him some paracetamol and added the cooling pad this time. But he can still be so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kay poh&lt;/span&gt; when I took this pic of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/33747/2003677321160508200_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/33747/2003677321160508200_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at him manja his mommy but I guess this time he is the sick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu21.webshots.com/image/31460/2003613079301892963_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu21.webshots.com/image/31460/2003613079301892963_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His temperature went back to normal as soon as we put him on the swing. The reason for his fever is because he is teething again. I am able to tell because I saw the white stumps on his lower jaw when he was crying, this time it is his left &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lateral incisor&lt;/span&gt; and his right &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;canine (cuspid)&lt;/span&gt; we call them "lou foo nga" but I am yet to check on his upper jaw because I don't want him to make a fuss about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-5083102712173383454?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/5083102712173383454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=5083102712173383454' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5083102712173383454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5083102712173383454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/another-problem.html' title='Another problem.'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-4245688054322561729</id><published>2007-10-29T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:08:09.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Elaine is having trouble</title><content type='html'>Yesterday something rather unexpected happened. Elaine has a clogged/plugged milk ducts and it is causing her to have a rather painful swell.. It wsa so discomforting that she has to give her O&amp;amp;G Dr Loo a ring yesterday and she advised her to apply warm towel to see if it would clear the clog. All I can do is prepare the warm towels and the warm water with a slight of salt for her to immerse (suggested by some sites) but all this doesn't seems to have done her any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine kept complaining of the pain and her discomfort for almost the whole night and she hardly could sleep. I really feel useless because no matter what I told her I understood, I know I am all words because the agony is really on her. She have got me got me worried and this morning we got up very early and went to TDMC to see Dr Loo. This is the first that Elaine was the first patient of the day! The doctor prescribed Elaine with some medicine and cream and informed us that if the swelling doesn't reduce by Friday, she might have to do a minor surgery. According to her, this clogged can evolve into a full-blown breast infection known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mastitis&lt;/span&gt;, and possibly could have starting to infect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough the doctor didn't order Elaine to keep pumping but Elaine have been expressing whenever she can. I guess it is the mommy's instinct that by doing so she can clear the clog, which according to a site is true :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swelling have made it hard for Elaine to carry Keith because Keith likes to push his hands to your chest when you carry him (sort of a way for him to maneuver the person to move forward) but she still insist of taking him in her arms. This morning she was the one carrying him most of the time and the reason was because he was being very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manja&lt;/span&gt; with his mommy and mommy was very pleased that Keith wanted mommy more than daddy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu35.webshots.com/image/32034/2005884362780968884_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu35.webshots.com/image/32034/2005884362780968884_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture I have been meaning to take all the time because Keith is exceptionally at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna make myself clear here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am not writing this to put other mothers off BF but I instead I wanna tell you all mothers out there (and especially my wife) how great they are in giving the children the best they can offer and having to go thru such a great sacrifice. Elaine have continued to BF Keith despite that he won't latch on and Elaine have to do double work in doing EBM for him. She have to totally forgo direct BF because Keith has started teething early and now he already has 7 teeth and he likes to bite on everything he can hold on to (especially grinding and biting our fingers, imagine if Elaine tried to latch him on!)&lt;br /&gt;Personally, those whom didn't BF, don't let this put you down because giving birth and caring for your children is already the greatest thing in life for any mom! All I can know is dads can't do that :P&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;**&lt;u&gt;Update&lt;/u&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to buy for Elaine one of those warming pillows which is heated up with electricity. The thingy can be heated up within 5 mins and the heat can last until 2-10 hours. Seems like this small pillow is helping Elaine to ease the clog because this can hold the heat better and the when the heat is not hot enough, all we have to do is just to plug it in. The price for the thing is RM49.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-4245688054322561729?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/4245688054322561729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=4245688054322561729' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4245688054322561729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/4245688054322561729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/elaine-is-having-trouble.html' title='Elaine is having trouble'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2433413172550091129</id><published>2007-10-28T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:06:13.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith is able to sit - unassisted</title><content type='html'>Keith has a rather slow developer in this matter, many babies at his age have already learnt to sit and some even have started crawling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two days I have tried to let him sit on his own. I was rather shock that he managed to sit without back or side support and he didn't even use his hands to stabilize. Although he could only do that for a few minutes before he start to fall to his sides, it was a rather big achievement for us, since we didn't buy him those expensive Bumbo training seats. (Sorry, my boy, your dad is not a rich man) I think he still needs to learn to balance himself better and longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/31137/2000700584408851037_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu18.webshots.com/image/31137/2000700584408851037_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2433413172550091129?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2433413172550091129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2433413172550091129' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2433413172550091129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2433413172550091129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/keith-is-able-to-sit-unassisted.html' title='Keith is able to sit - unassisted'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6383975249354194696</id><published>2007-10-25T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:20:22.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Development'/><title type='text'>Keith is 8 months old</title><content type='html'>I realise that it was the 24th late in the evening and Keith was 8 months old yesterday. In fact the older he is getting the more I felt I needed to take more pictures because I always have the feeling that I don't wanna miss out on a single moment, since Elaine and I have to put about 13-14 hours a day to work and we only have a day off weekly. Right now it is already so tough for us to juggle our family time between family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu35.webshots.com/image/30874/2003707445968171426_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu35.webshots.com/image/30874/2003707445968171426_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None taken this month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His milk intake is still the same at 5.5-6oz of BM in addition to his 3 meals of solid&lt;br /&gt;So far he would take all that we have fed him with (Fish, Carrot, Potato, Tofu, Sweet Potato, Porridge and Rice Cereal) When they come to my restaurant Grandma even gave him unsalted French Fries!!!! Funny part is he would wrinkle his forehead whenever we give him something new!!! And shakes his head if he dislikes them, be it not to his taste or too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to wake up past midnight, knowing that is the time we reach home, he will cry and whine for us to carry him initially and then keep leaning towards the door for us to take him out for a walk or a short drive (which is not good) He would even start crying if we keep sitting or lay him down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He now has 7 teeth and would gnaw on almost everything you give him, especially human fingers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we hear him "baby babble sing" means he is about to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mobility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Still the turning around when lying on the bed or sofa. He is still unable to crawl and he is learning to sit but still need to work on balancing his weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turning away from someone he doesn't want to carry him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I pass him to grandma, he would want her if she is sitting down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I am dressed, he wouldn't want grandma if she has not changed her house dress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once we are out of the house, he is ok with anyone, other than strangers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recently he is not as "sticky" with me and he is getting ok with his mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He used to be uncomfortable during his rides in the car but now he loved them a lot. I am still looking for those collapsible/stick on sunshades for my side windows.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Very impatient, especially when he think we are going "kai-kai"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still loves his daily bath!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves Nicole. She makes him smile easily and he doesn't even make a fuss when she accidentally bumped him at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6383975249354194696?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6383975249354194696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6383975249354194696' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6383975249354194696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6383975249354194696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/keith-is-8-months-old.html' title='Keith is 8 months old'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7445595996403653749</id><published>2007-10-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:08:43.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahasa'/><title type='text'>Pos kena batal!</title><content type='html'>Hari ini saya ada satu pos yg kena dibatalkan dua kali oleh "tiga huruf pi" Dia orang mintak saya tulis pos diantara pos berbayar saya dalam bahasa Inggeris dan mau saya menterjemahkan satu drpd pos saya ke bahasa Inggeris!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia orang mengatakan yang saya telah melanggar peraturan mereka kerana saya tulis dalam BM :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, manyak susah la. Jadi saya terus padamkan pos tu terus. Manyak leceh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7445595996403653749?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7445595996403653749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7445595996403653749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7445595996403653749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7445595996403653749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/pos-kena-batal.html' title='Pos kena batal!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3080879948850461952</id><published>2007-10-24T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T16:05:26.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yong Jin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Swimming Again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This post is gonna take me quite a while to complete so bear with me a bit, I have been working on this post since last Tuesday night. I hope you all would understand that recently we were rather short-staffed in the restaurant. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Thanks to Jazzmint for featuring my restaurant again in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://jazzmint.net/blog/?p=1113"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday evening we went swimming again but this time there were more attendees and we really have a very great time. In the afternoon it rained heavily, so heavy that one of my car door was leaking (rubber seal problem!) so we delayed going to the pool until past 6.30pm. Actually we had both the pools to ourselves :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith, Nicole, Elaine &amp;amp; I were there a little later than Yong Jin &amp;amp; Co. (Yong Jin, Aunt May &amp;amp; her husband, Uncle Jason &amp;amp; his girlfriend and PohPoh) and they were already so very busy with Yong Jin jumping in and out of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't seems to like his float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu34.webshots.com/image/33073/2000428968941113234_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu34.webshots.com/image/33073/2000428968941113234_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But rather run around without it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu27.webshots.com/image/32826/2000495917777947788_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu27.webshots.com/image/32826/2000495917777947788_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess he have more movement freedom without it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu09.webshots.com/image/30328/2000411003459031440_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu09.webshots.com/image/30328/2000411003459031440_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the main reason of being late is because Keith's float went missing. Keith &amp;amp; Co. went to the swimming pool first while I search on for the float and I was rather upset because it is impossible that the float went missing as I just saw it on the hanger that morning. In the end I found it at the ground floor, the reason for that is either my maid didn't close the window and the wind blew it out &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(which to me is rather impossible as that window is where the wind blows in)&lt;/span&gt; or the maid threw it down on purpose &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(perhaps to take it out because Elaine scolded her earlier on)&lt;/span&gt; but let's forget about her....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reach the pool Keith was already crying his lungs out because his mummy forgot to dip him slowly in the water and would only stop when I carried him. We tried to lower him slowly onto the float but he wasn't happy about it at all...... Guess he got scared by his forgetful mum earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu26.webshots.com/image/32505/2000477822342035096_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu26.webshots.com/image/32505/2000477822342035096_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat by the baby pool and let him kick the water first then slowly lower him a bit by bit until he is use to the temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played a bit in the baby pool but he doesn't seem comfortable and Nicole was more like disturbing him than playing with him because she was throwing and splashing water on all of us.&lt;br /&gt;Even Nicole couldn't stay on the duck float too long either and look at her splashing at people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu37.webshots.com/image/29556/2000475724029572589_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu37.webshots.com/image/29556/2000475724029572589_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture of Yong Jin wanting to go to the adult pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/30989/2000488239467622374_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/30989/2000488239467622374_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to let him in with the duck float. Initially he was ok.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu05.webshots.com/image/31564/2000402614101829253_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu05.webshots.com/image/31564/2000402614101829253_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he became really bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu02.webshots.com/image/31201/2000435928372427268_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu02.webshots.com/image/31201/2000435928372427268_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Yong Jin already moved to the adult pool with his dad, he still maintain is jumping into the pool with his mum's arms in the baby pool and his dad's in the adult pool.&lt;br /&gt;So I moved Keith to the adult pool and got myself wet. Keith was very happy to be in the bigger pool despite that his legs were unable to touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/33349/2003576439207332648_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/33349/2003576439207332648_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu38.webshots.com/image/32037/2003579520516460544_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu38.webshots.com/image/32037/2003579520516460544_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/30107/2003560182669909259_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/30107/2003560182669909259_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even let him try the water without the float and he liked it even more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu22.webshots.com/image/31501/2000437108233081325_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu22.webshots.com/image/31501/2000437108233081325_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we all wanted to leave the pool as it turns dark, someone throw tantrum and cried because he still wanted to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/30547/2000432690179140321_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu28.webshots.com/image/30547/2000432690179140321_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Keith all wrapped up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu11.webshots.com/image/30890/2003524800234319856_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu11.webshots.com/image/30890/2003524800234319856_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3080879948850461952?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3080879948850461952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3080879948850461952' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3080879948850461952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3080879948850461952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/swimming-again.html' title='Swimming Again!!!'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6988003527242455246</id><published>2007-10-22T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:04:44.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag: 38 questions tag</title><content type='html'>Got this tag from &lt;a href="http://pakumuse.blogspot.com/2007/10/tag-38-questions-tag.html"&gt;Bryan's Mama&lt;/a&gt;, Well I liked Q&amp;amp;A Tags but this tag is very special because it is a 3-8 Tag (reads as "sam pat") :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name one person who made you laugh last night? Keith&lt;br /&gt;2. What were you doing at 0800? Sleeping, I work from noon to midnight&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago? Making drinks (my job)&lt;br /&gt;4. What happened to you in 2006? Collecting info regarding pregnancy and newborns&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the last thing you said out loud? "Bye Keith, Bye Nicole! I go work, ok!" (Needed to confirm with them that I am going to work and not "kai-kai")&lt;br /&gt;6. How many beverages did you have today? 1- Water&lt;br /&gt;7. What color is your hairbrush? I use a green comb&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last thing you paid for? Buying some sweet potatoes for Keith&lt;br /&gt;9. Where were you last night? Working until midnight last night&lt;br /&gt;10. What color is your front door? Beige&lt;br /&gt;11. Where do you keep your change? In my front jeans pocket or in my wife's wallet :P&lt;br /&gt;12. What’s the weather like today? Gloomy&lt;br /&gt;13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor? Häagen-Dazs Rum Raisin!&lt;br /&gt;14. What excites you? Going on a trip with my family&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you want to cut your hair? Yes, 2 weeks overdue..... looks like overgrown grasses already!&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you over the age of 25? Sadly Yes&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you talk a lot? Depends on my mood, I can be very moody and boring too!&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you watch the O.C.? No, what is that? Something I can eat?&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you know anyone named Steven? No&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you make up your own words? No, unless you mean bahasa pasar la&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you a jealous person? Yes, sort of, very possessive!&lt;br /&gt;22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’. Aoy Cheney&lt;br /&gt;23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’. Kattie Miller&lt;br /&gt;24. Who’s the first person on your received call list? Grandma (my mum)&lt;br /&gt;25. What does the last text message you received say? Your bill is ready to be viewed online from Maxis&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you chew on your straw? No, I hated people who does!!!!&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have curly hair? No&lt;br /&gt;28. Where’s the next place you’re going to? Going to look for a cupboard, perhaps IKEA&lt;br /&gt;29. Who’s the rudest person in your life? I pass on this!&lt;br /&gt;30. What was the last thing you ate? Curry Laksa, this morning bought a packer and shared it with my wife&lt;br /&gt;31. Will you get married in the future? Aiya! How many times want to marry leh? Msia only allow married to one only ma, unless I convert la :D&lt;br /&gt;32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks? Where got time and money to watch movie??!!!&lt;br /&gt;33. Is there anyone you like right now? Right now the ones that I wanna devote my time and attention on is my family.&lt;br /&gt;34. When was the last time you did the dishes? Last night, when I cooked some spaghetti for our dinner (but way past midnight la)&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you currently depressed? Yes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;36. Did you cry today? No, men suppose to bleed blood but not tears! (Lau Huet Put Lau Lui)&lt;br /&gt;37. Why did you answer and post this? Because I am still working on one post that is taking me quite a few days already, so at least got something posted ma :P&lt;br /&gt;38. Tag 5 people who would do this survey. I'll pass on this too! Unless if u want me to tag you la. You can message me for that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6988003527242455246?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6988003527242455246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6988003527242455246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6988003527242455246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6988003527242455246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/tag-38-questions-tag.html' title='Tag: 38 questions tag'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2298314174308948609</id><published>2007-10-21T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T21:58:10.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag: My Desktop View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aycu14.webshots.com/image/32773/2001340554431231732_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu14.webshots.com/image/32773/2001340554431231732_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got tagged by &lt;a href="http://mdmsaw.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-desktop-view.html"&gt;Slavemum&lt;/a&gt; who wanted a peek on what my desktop view is. Honestly mine is really boring. My background is just a wallpapar I got from  &lt;a href="http://petercui.deviantart.com/"&gt;Deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;. I wanted to put  pictures like many other parents but I guess I found it hard to find the time to do it as my desktop is filled with so many icons. I guess you will find me awkward too as I am also one of those whom put my taskbar on the left side of the screen, instead of being at the bottom, I found it much less of a hassle as it is a widescreen. I also needed to have the calender and reminder up too so that I can remember all the important dates and the bills due dates too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;**************** START COPY ****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My Desktop Free View Instruction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Upon receiving this tag, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun. You can do a screen capture by: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Going to your desktop and pressing the Print Screen key (located on the right side of the F12 key).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Open a graphics program (e.g. Picture Manager, Paint, Photoshop) and do a Paste (Ctrl +V).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If you wish, you can 'edit' the image before saving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;B. Post the picture in your blog. You can also give a short explation on the look of your desktop just below it if you want. You can explain why you preferred such look or why is it full of icons - things like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;C. Tag 5 of your friends and ask them to give you a Free View of their desktop as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Add your name to this list of Free Viewers with a link pointing directly to your Desktop Free View post to promote it to succeeding participants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ironnie.com/2007/09/19/my-desktop-free-view/"&gt;iRonnie&lt;/a&gt; - I Set No Corner &lt;a href="http://dagboek.thesserie.com/?p=547"&gt;Thess&lt;/a&gt; - Thesserie &lt;a href="http://www.skippyheart.com/heartbeats/2007/9/20/my-desktop-free-view-tag.html"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/a&gt; - Skippy Heart &lt;a href="http://knoizki.wordpress.com/2007/09/21/im-literally-black/"&gt;Knoizki&lt;/a&gt; - A Dialogue With K, &lt;a href="http://www.lukaret.com/2007/09/21/tech-check-or-whatever/i-care-less/"&gt;Beng&lt;/a&gt; - Kauderwelch, &lt;a href="http://mariegvergara.com/"&gt;Vanidosa Marie, &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.vanidosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vanidosa at blogspot&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://mygoodfinds.org/" target="_blank"&gt;MyGoodFinds&lt;/a&gt; with KK, &lt;a href="http://www.talesfromthecenobite.net/"&gt;Dom Lawrence&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://%20http/www.skippyheart.com/"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bluepanjeet.net/"&gt;BluePanjeet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://revolutionmotion.com/"&gt;ROSE &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://knoizki.wordpress.com/"&gt;KNOIZKI&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sardonicnell.wordpress.com/"&gt;SARDONICNELL&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://hipncoolmomma.blogspot.com/2007/09/desktop-free-view.html/"&gt;Girlie&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;a href="http://hipncoolmomma.com/?p=760/"&gt;hipncoolmomma&lt;/a&gt;, Happy Family with &lt;a href="http://mummyinvain.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jacelyn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mylovelymummy.com/"&gt;LovelyMummy&lt;/a&gt; with her family, &lt;a href="http://healthfreakmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Healthfreakmommy&lt;/a&gt; - picture of her 2 girls, &lt;a href="http://www.eiggna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anggie&lt;/a&gt; - a happy laughing boy, &lt;a href="http://chanelwong.blogspot.com/"&gt;chanelwong&lt;/a&gt; -OurFamily, &lt;a href="http://tracy-elydes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tracy&lt;/a&gt; - Destinee's Big Face, &lt;a href="http://rachellitleprinces.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; - My Darlings, &lt;a href="http://mdmsaw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Slavemom&lt;/a&gt; - Windows XP. &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/"&gt;tutiger&lt;/a&gt; - from Deviantart.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you have on your desktop? I am not gonna pass the baton to anyone because I think this have been around for quite a while and I think most of us have done it already, other than me la :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2298314174308948609?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2298314174308948609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2298314174308948609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2298314174308948609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2298314174308948609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/tag-my-desktop-view.html' title='Tag: My Desktop View'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2862782764281680228</id><published>2007-10-18T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:11:10.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Surprise pictures</title><content type='html'>Normally my usual stunt in to take Keith's pictures is to take a number of snap (as many as possible) of his different expressions and in different positions so that I can choose the best shot later and not regretting that I have not done more shots earlier. I was surprised that my missed shot actually manage to capture Keith's 7th teeth! He now has 4 on the top and 3 on the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu05.webshots.com/image/28684/2002915401508045747_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu05.webshots.com/image/28684/2002915401508045747_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Keith is around and I got busy with orders I would pass the camera to Elaine for her to take pictures she likes. She never fail to surprise me with more surprise pictures like the one below...... Keith is posing with his maternal uncle, Jason and maternal grandma. Look what are her hands doing behind Keith!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu38.webshots.com/image/31797/2002938208583916438_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu38.webshots.com/image/31797/2002938208583916438_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2862782764281680228?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2862782764281680228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2862782764281680228' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2862782764281680228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2862782764281680228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/surprise-pictures.html' title='Surprise pictures'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-7155996525861611936</id><published>2007-10-18T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T15:08:30.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahasa'/><title type='text'>Pos Berbayar Lagi</title><content type='html'>Oleh kerana "bayar-kamu-untuk-blog" mau saya buat polisi keterangan/disclosure/pengumuman dan tidak boleh dilabelkan sebagai "pos berbayar". Saya ingin memberitahu yang semua yang pos berbayar saya tidak akan ada tandatangan seperti di bawah. Saya berpendapat sekurang-kurangnya ini akan dapat membezakan pos biasa dengan pos berbayar saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manyak dia orang ada peraturan mau kita ikut (macam kerja yang dibagi mest habis dibuat semua) memang tak apala kerana tigapi dan itu smartie bukan selalu ada kerja bagi saya, kadang-kadang tak ada kerja langsung, kadang-kadang pulak ada manyak. Itu smartie lagi leceh..... tengok macam ada manyak kerja tapi macam tigapi jugak manyak kerja blogspot tak boleh ambik! Tetapi dalam tigapi, sekurang-kurangnya peluang itu berwarna merah. Hai sekaran cari sikit makan pun manyak susah la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu hari lagi leceh, itu tigapi ada satu kerja $20 yang tak patut diwarnakan putih tapi dapat saya buat jugak. Dua hari lalu dapat pulak satu e-mel dari dia orang mengatakan peluang itu bukan untuk saya buat, jadi dia orang mau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reject&lt;/span&gt; pos saya itu! Saya ingat manyak orang sudah kena &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;con&lt;/span&gt; pasal ini. Saya tengok balik rekod saya dulu, peluang ini hanya untuk $10 sahaja tapi sekarang sudah naik berganda lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harap maaf! Saya hari ini manyak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frust&lt;/span&gt; pasal manyak barang lebih-lebih lagi semalam rosak kedua-dua lif lagi buat kali ke lapan! Kali yang kedua, kedua-dua lif itu rosak saya ada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rant&lt;/span&gt; di sini : &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-condo-management.html"&gt;My Condo Management&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-7155996525861611936?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/7155996525861611936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=7155996525861611936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7155996525861611936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/7155996525861611936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/pos-berbayar-lagi.html' title='Pos Berbayar Lagi'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-9170793948173284790</id><published>2007-10-17T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:21:59.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Two Cousins in a Stroller</title><content type='html'>Yesterday have been a rather long day for me because I was having a very severe headache. Still it was my day off, Keith and Nicole could not sit still when the see Elaine and I walking around at home. After buying some groceries for the restaurant use, we went to Mid Valley. As soon as we entered Jusco I knew I have got to make sure that Nicole behaves so I decided to carry Keith and let Nicole sit in the stroller instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather surprised that she was so well-behaved that she never even scream, her usual stunt, to go to the Gaming Area while we passed Keith among Grandma, Elaine and I because whenever Keith sees he will lean forward and open his arms. Upon leaving Jusco, my headache was really bad so I decided to put Keith in the stroller instead but I didn't take Nicole out of it. I put them together side by side!!! They were both very happy about it and they stayed that way until we went to the basement parking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/32315/2001309200215947500_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/32315/2001309200215947500_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-9170793948173284790?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/9170793948173284790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=9170793948173284790' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/9170793948173284790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/9170793948173284790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/two-cousins-in-stroller.html' title='Two Cousins in a Stroller'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8276844703706302849</id><published>2007-10-15T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:49:43.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag: Shopping Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://littlepaces.com/"&gt;Wen&lt;/a&gt; would like to know a man's shopping tips. Well, sadly I have none :P bcoz I rarely shops, just kidding. Gosh, am I lucky to be the one whom is responsible comparing prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;~ Start copy ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s very simple. When you receive this tag, copy the whole list and add your own shopping tip to the bottom and pass it on.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear comfy clothing when you’re shopping. You don’t wanna fuss with too many laces and buttons when you’re trying clothes on. &lt;a modo="false" href="http://rinnah-marketplace.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(65, 110, 144);"&gt;http://rinnah-marketplace.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choose stores offering some kind of reward program, e.g. purchase points, rebates or store coupons. Knowing how the program works and when to use them will save you a lot of money in the long run. &lt;a modo="false" href="http://kakishopping.giddytigers.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(65, 110, 144);"&gt;http://kakishopping.giddytigers.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always ask for a discount or bargain, especially when you pay cash for big purchase like furniture and electrical items, you will be surprised how much lesser you have to pay. &lt;a modo="false" href="http://leahschrader.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(65, 110, 144);"&gt;http://leahschrader.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy in bulk or from the hypermarket. Hypermarket like Giant and Tesco has greater offer than places like Jusco or Parkson. (I’m referring to household stuffs) &lt;a modo="false" href="http://montessorimum.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(65, 110, 144);"&gt;http://montessorimum.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think again if it does really makes any different without having that, and if no, it means you don’t really need to spend on that. &lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(65, 110, 144);"&gt;http://www.demoments.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear comfortable shoes when going for shopping spree. Closed toes and high heels won’t give you the joy of shopping. If possible, wear sneakers or sandals like &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.birkenstockcentral.com/"&gt;Birkenstock&lt;/a&gt;. ) &lt;a modo="false" href="http://littlepaces.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(65, 110, 144);"&gt;http://littlepaces.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure to jot down the prices of the stuff that you normally buy. Browse thru all the leaflets of promotions whenever you find them and scan for the stuffs you needed because sometimes they offer stuffs cheaper than the big players. This would save you time and energy running between retailers around to compare prices.&lt;a modo="false" href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(65, 110, 144);"&gt;http://tutiger.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm passing this Tag to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://awakenspring.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharine, En En's mama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pakumuse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bryan's mama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8276844703706302849?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8276844703706302849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8276844703706302849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8276844703706302849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8276844703706302849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/tag-shopping-tips.html' title='Tag: Shopping Tips'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-5704077535827824095</id><published>2007-10-15T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:17:48.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag: First Letter of Your Name to Asnwer Each Question</title><content type='html'>I'd received this tag from &lt;a href="http://pakumuse.blogspot.com/"&gt;bryan's mama&lt;/a&gt; - thanks dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tag is about using the 1st letter of your name to asnwer the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Famous Singer&lt;/span&gt; : Willard Christopher Smith, Jr &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aka. Will Smith&lt;/span&gt; (Remember &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just The Two Of Us&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four letter word&lt;/span&gt; : Will&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Street&lt;/span&gt; : West McMillan Ave, Cincinati, OH 45219 (I have actually stayed there before!)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt; : White&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gifts/Presents&lt;/span&gt; : Water colour&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vehicle&lt;/span&gt; : Waterski&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things in Souvenir Shop&lt;/span&gt; : Warship model&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy Name&lt;/span&gt; : Wesley&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl Name&lt;/span&gt; : Whitney&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movie Title&lt;/span&gt; : Waterboy (1998) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;starring Adam Sandler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drink&lt;/span&gt; : Water&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Occupation&lt;/span&gt; : Wireman&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celebrity&lt;/span&gt; : Willard Christopher Smith, Jr &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aka. Will Smith&lt;/span&gt; (I loved the movie, Pursuit of Happ&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;ness)&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magazine&lt;/span&gt; : Women's Weekly&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U.S. City&lt;/span&gt; : Washington D.C or Wilmington, NC&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pro Sports&lt;/span&gt; : Water polo&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fruit&lt;/span&gt; : Watermelon (This was the easiest!!!)&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason For Being Late To Work&lt;/span&gt; : Was being being blocked by an illegal parked car&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something You Threw Away&lt;/span&gt; : Waste&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something You Shout&lt;/span&gt; : What the??!!!&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cartoon Character&lt;/span&gt; : Wile E.(Ethelbert) Coyote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aka "The Coyote"&lt;/span&gt;, the wolf that always tries to trap Road Runner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I wanna pass this tag to anyone because most people that I know have already done this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-5704077535827824095?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/5704077535827824095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=5704077535827824095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5704077535827824095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/5704077535827824095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/tag-first-letter-of-your-name-to-asnwer.html' title='Tag: First Letter of Your Name to Asnwer Each Question'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2807601171093676246</id><published>2007-10-13T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T17:03:00.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yong Jin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Yong Jin's 2nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>Since Uncle Jason was not in Malaysia on the second, Aunty May decided to delay the birthday dinner for a week. We went to the place in Cheras named Unique Fisherman (I think) Honestly the food wasn't up to the standard that I have expected and since I am not doing a food review, I'll totally skip on the food matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we (Elaine, Keith and I) arrived we were already the last to reach there because traffic was really jammed up. Uncle Jason and Aunty May was already halfway thru ordering food and I started snapping pictures as soon as I hand over Keith to Elaine. The 2 year old birthday boy was being a koala bear and only wanted to hug his two favourite &lt;s&gt;tree&lt;/s&gt; people, his po-po (maternal grandma) and jiu-jiu (his maternal uncle, Jason). The place that he will keep asking you to go to is the aquariums or pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu19.webshots.com/image/29578/2004050975752196540_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu19.webshots.com/image/29578/2004050975752196540_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Keith, look at what was he doing when he found Nicole's teddy lying on the back of the car while Elaine was talking on the phone. As we sat down on the table, he got himself very busy by trying to snatch whatever he can off the table or would be whining and wriggling around to make Elaine or I to stand up and walk around. We also realise that he seems to like to scratch his ears, eventhough it is clean. For his meal we gave him some baby biscuits and tofu to keep him contained. After that I had to put him in the stroller and push him to the furniture shops nearby. He started whining again as soon as we re-enter the restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu07.webshots.com/image/29926/2004093780545225345_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu07.webshots.com/image/29926/2004093780545225345_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2807601171093676246?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2807601171093676246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2807601171093676246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2807601171093676246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2807601171093676246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/yong-jins-2nd-birthday.html' title='Yong Jin&apos;s 2nd Birthday'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-3974709951795659530</id><published>2007-10-12T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:36:39.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag: 5 Posts Link to Keywords</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://awakenspring.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharine&lt;/a&gt; tagged me. As I have not posted much posts I am doubtful I can complete this tag :P But I'll try anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** INSTRUCTIONS: ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Post 5 links to 5 of your previously written posts. The posts have to relate to the 5 key words given below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tag 5 other friends to do this meme. Try to tag at least 2 new acquaintances (if not, your current blog buddies will do) so that you get to know them each a little bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don’t forget to read the archived post and leave comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link ONE must be about FAMILY: &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/02/after-cny-holidays.html"&gt;After the CNY Holidays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this one was easiest because I have 20 under that label&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link TWO must be about FRIEND: &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-bagpiper-friends.html"&gt;My Bagpiper Friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luckily I did this when Keith went to Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link THREE must be about YOURSELF: &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-chinese-name.html"&gt;My Chinese Name&lt;/a&gt; and My &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-alma-mater.html"&gt;Alma Mater&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I rarely talked about myself specifically, I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link FOUR must be about YOUR LOVE: &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/08/merdeka-merdeka-merdeka.html"&gt;Merdeka! Merdeka! Merdeka!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She doesn't really quite like the idea that I talked about her online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link FIVE can be ANYTHING YOU LIKE: &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/08/37-lcd-tv-from-mbf.html"&gt;The 37" LCD TV from MBf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not quite what I really liked to do but at least it is something I like to get!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag goes to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://pakumuse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bryan's Mama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.demoments.net/blog/"&gt;Mummy to Qiqi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://duckandfrogtales.blogspot.com/"&gt;Duckie (Sue Yi's Dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://vivianszenaomi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vivian (Naomi's Mum)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://chumsyashley.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mommy to Chumsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really dunno who to tag !!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I hope I am not double tagging anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-3974709951795659530?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/3974709951795659530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=3974709951795659530' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3974709951795659530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/3974709951795659530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/tag-5-posts-link-to-keywords.html' title='Tag: 5 Posts Link to Keywords'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6988317348845351642</id><published>2007-10-11T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:38:05.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag: Four Me</title><content type='html'>This is the first time I am doing a TAG. Got tagged by &lt;a href="http://duckandfrogtales.blogspot.com/"&gt;duckie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duckie, I am really sorry to take so long to do this TAG. (Can you imagine he had tagged me on the 25 July!) My sincerest apologies because I really do not know what to do with TAGs :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four jobs I have had in my life&lt;/span&gt;: (I never wanted to do this because I have never felt that there is anything eventful about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clerk&lt;/span&gt;: (Penang) My first full time job. During the bullish market and then all the stocks are in papers and was involved with the starting of the computerizing of the stock exchange delivery and CDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sales Representative&lt;/span&gt;: (Penang) Actually I got started as a recond photostat machine salesman for a very short time and immediately got another position in a MNC marketing their food products. Great place to work got involved in many functions and travel. I got to learn how to cook too. Every month I have to travel to KL for our meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trade Marketing Representative&lt;/span&gt;: (KL)This is another sort of an upgrade job for me but this company is part of the one selling those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sin stuff&lt;/span&gt; but we were never forced to consume it. This company was a really great place to work, especially when you have many great bosses. Sadly many chose to leave the company, as the company is consolidating and they decided to leave despite getting promotions after the take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Current job&lt;/span&gt;: (KL)Making drinks in a restaurant. Just a fatman behind the counter making drinks. Very boring job but get to spend time online without having to fear that the boss would yell at me because I am a 20% partner (Sadly that is the proportion of share in the restaurant that I have!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four of my favourite foods&lt;/span&gt;: (I am stuck again, I can easily name you what I dislike!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shabu-shabu&lt;/span&gt; : Although I hate the boss but I really like having a shabu-shabu meal, especially those tasty Angus Beef or Kobe Beef. I really missed the organic Udon, Kimchi, squid nuggets and Beef Tendon Balls. But the ones I misses most are the staffs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JD Baby Back Ribs&lt;/span&gt; : by TGI Friday but not available locally la coz not halal ma :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yam Rice&lt;/span&gt; : Yup anything that would go along with it, like Bak Kut Teh or Mixed Pork Soup.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hainanese Chicken Rice&lt;/span&gt; : Got to have those original ones since I have a Hainanese wife (Elaine is pure Hainanese like her father (from Johor) and mother (from Tampin) because their parents were from the same town in Hainan!!! The town that is famous for Chicken Rice!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four Countries I have been to on vacation&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Singapore: My first time going over the border by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thailand: Used to go there with my mum when I was a kid. I rode Elaine there, we rented a motorbike and ride over, just to have some Thai fried rice, which was really great. She misses it till today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hongkong: Went there a couple of times and twice with Elaine's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;USA (East Coast): The best experience we have was renting a car and driving from Cincinati, OH to Boston, MA then Manhattan, NY. Can you imagine that we were staying in Brooklyn, NY and was preparing to take the subway to go up the twin towers when 9-11 happened!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four places I would rather be right now&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Not I am in the restaurant sitting in front of my laptop with many more side works waiting to be done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spending time with Elaine and Keith at home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going back to the nice motel we stayed at Syracuse, NY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back in Penang having some chatty hours with my buddies, of course Elaine got to be there to chat with their wives too :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going back to college, I wish to further in my education!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I dun think I wanna pass this since I did this after such an extended period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6988317348845351642?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6988317348845351642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6988317348845351642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6988317348845351642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6988317348845351642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/tag-four-me.html' title='Tag: Four Me'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-2998912998752759670</id><published>2007-10-11T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:32:14.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Non winner of the Got 5 (Sept)</title><content type='html'>I have posted earlier that we have got another chance of winning 2 LCD TVs in &lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/09/mbf-got-5-again.html"&gt;MBf Got 5 Again??!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;, winning it would be my second unit and Elaine BIL's first.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly it is rather disappointing to all of us, despite getting their third 5 on the 8th which have a very high chance of winning, we didn't manage to be the first 100 to win the 37" LCD TV. (I got my LCD TV when I got my third 5 on the 9th June) I managed to find a backdoor to the result by doing a search at 12am (10 Oct) and the results were only linked up at about 8am (10 Oct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told Elaine of the result, she was rather shocked and kept telling me to stop pulling her legs. I have to show her the actual webpage of the result to convince her. Even her brother (Uncle Jason), her sister (Aunty May) and her husband found it hard to accept the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such big blow, Elaine's BIL would probably even cut(terminate) his card for such a bitter pill! Please understand that I wasn't trying to be greedy to get a second LCD TV. The reason behind all this hoo-hah is because Elaine kept saying that Keith is very "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wong&lt;/span&gt;" us so I told her that if he is really that "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wong&lt;/span&gt;" then probably I would get a second one la :P (I don't want my boy to "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wong&lt;/span&gt;" me, I just want my boy to "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wong&lt;/span&gt;" himself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-possibly-of-winning-37-lcd-tv.html"&gt;My possibly of winning a 37" LCD TV&lt;/a&gt; The excitement in June&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/07/result-of-mbfcards-got-5-lcd-tv-promo.html"&gt;The result of the MBFCards "Got 5 LCD TV" promo June winners&lt;/a&gt; The announcement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/08/37-lcd-tv-from-mbf.html"&gt;The 37" LCD TV from MBf&lt;/a&gt; The arrival&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tutiger.blogspot.com/2007/09/mbf-got-5-again.html"&gt;MBf Got 5 Again??!!!!!&lt;/a&gt; The second excitement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-2998912998752759670?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/2998912998752759670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=2998912998752759670' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2998912998752759670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/2998912998752759670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/non-winner-of-got-5-sept.html' title='Non winner of the Got 5 (Sept)'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-318676296714283863</id><published>2007-10-10T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:00:11.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Keith first swim in the Pool</title><content type='html'>Yesterday evening Elaine and I took Keith and Nicole for a swim in the evening. Yong Jin didn't get to go despite Elaine asking his mum to go along and spent over half an hour on the phone with his mum! Keith's maternal grandma bought him a swimming trunk and we bought him a baby float. We decided to let him wear a sleeveless shirt because we were afraid that he might catch cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we let him try the shallow water and he became rather excited and started walking around the baby pool, using the float as a walker!! Later we usher him to the deeper part of the baby pool where his legs were not touching the bottom. We were very pleased because he seems rather excited and happy. We also have the usual driver, Nicole who would push him around from the back of the float, like she did with the walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu01.webshots.com/image/30440/2001769885146815729_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aycu01.webshots.com/image/30440/2001769885146815729_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we only made a very brief half an hour tryout in the pool, but we were able to tell that he would love the pool. It started pouring cats and dogs so we rushed back to our unit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-318676296714283863?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/318676296714283863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=318676296714283863' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/318676296714283863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/318676296714283863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/keith-first-swim-in-pool.html' title='Keith first swim in the Pool'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-6122771360120306781</id><published>2007-10-07T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:06:10.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith'/><title type='text'>Camwhoring Kids</title><content type='html'>oWhenever I wanted to take Keith's pictures for a certain reason, like trying on his new clothes, I get to hear Nicole keep saying, "Nicole take picture", "Nicole take picture with Keith Keith", "Keith boy take picture with Nicole" are the normal phrases she uses.&lt;br /&gt;As for Keith, he would be at his best to co-operate with the cameraman, by keeping still and staring at the camera,  as soon as he sees the camera pointing at him. In fact it is very hard for me to snap surprise pictures because he will quiet down as soon as he sees the camera. I have to carry my PNS camera with me in my pouch all the time because only then I can take those surprise moments down at one go because it is very hard for take two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion they both just liked to have their pictures taken. I guess they might grow up to be a camwhores anyway, or is it just me  :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/30575/2002501094241547105_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/30575/2002501094241547105_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this is the funny one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/30909/2002555420709844622_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/30909/2002555420709844622_fs.jpg" alt="In this Box is supposed to be a pic. Refresh or click here for a bigger pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how "piggie" Nicole looked by blowing up her cheeks and what a "monkey" Keith is, struggling to pose before his mummy could finish dressing him up. Now I wonder if they have got the Chinese Zodiac mixed up because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nicole is supposed to be the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;monkey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keith is supposed to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;piggie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-6122771360120306781?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/6122771360120306781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=6122771360120306781' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6122771360120306781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/6122771360120306781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/camwhoring-kids.html' title='Camwhoring Kids'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2093509080643497166.post-8196868706058773407</id><published>2007-10-07T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T13:58:46.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahasa'/><title type='text'>Mimpi Negri tentang "tigapi" dll</title><content type='html'>Kamu semua mesti rasa kelakar sikit, tengok saya tulis pos ini dalam BM lagi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru saya tau yang "bayar-kamu-untuk-blog" tu kena finiz job yg dibagi baru boleh dapat yg baru dan kena habis pada masa yg tertentu. Kalau mau lebih, kena finiz job yg bibagi dulu la. Sekarang baru saya tau kenapa blog Jazz kekadang ada manyak pos la. Adui menyesal la aku..... apa nak buat "sudah cuci kepala basah" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sai sub cho ko tau&lt;/span&gt; (Canto) Lagipun wang dari "tigapi" yang saya buat, akan disimpan untuk Keith kelak. (Saya masih belum hantarkan wang dari US Paypal  saya ke MY Paypal, manyak pening la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harap kamu semua akan bertimbang rasa sikit la. Lagipun pos ini adalah untuk disisip di tengah pos la. Kalau tidak mereka akan reject pos saya pulak. Guna BM untuk membuat pos sisipan la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54485/309/36B37D2BC93C073156AE6590CFCA1B9D.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2093509080643497166-8196868706058773407?l=www.tutiger.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tutiger.net/feeds/8196868706058773407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2093509080643497166&amp;postID=8196868706058773407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8196868706058773407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2093509080643497166/posts/default/8196868706058773407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tutiger.net/2007/10/mimpi-negri-tentang-3p-dll.html' title='Mimpi Negri tentang &quot;tigapi&quot; dll'/><author><name>Tutiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01126675133992221710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://aycu16.webshots.com/image/32095/2003919042141168488_rs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
