A lot of my time at Lower Shaw Farm is spent stopping Anne from chasing the ducks.
Just a couple of things:
- We’re bummed that we won’t get to see Soundgarden and Nine Inch Nails touring together in Toronto. We’ll be in the city in the summer, just not then.
- I just watched Juno again last night. What a great film. However, I’m slightly concerned to realise that I still dress like an indie 16-year old. I’m not sure I will ever make the effort to change my everyday ‘style’, if you could call it that.
But a lot less fun.
On a cold winter’s day where Anne napped for so long she missed all her friends at the park:
Anne’s first photos:
Sort of. I helped her press the shutter button on my Halina Paulette.
I expect National Geographic to be requesting her services, she’s so talented.
Seriously though, I let her hold the camera and pointed it in the general direction of the rabbits before firing the shutter, and I think we got pretty damn lucky there.
(She’s taken photos with my digital camera, even shot video, but it’s so easy to do that I don’t think they count.)
Food for thought: will Singaporeans live in economic ghettoes?
I’m sure everyone will be able to identify with at least part of the 18 Things Highly Creative People Do Differently. Me, I daydream, people-watch, love solitude, like to shake things up, and get into a ‘flow state’. I still get to do one or two of these things while being a full-time mother, but solitude isn’t one of them — not when every trip to the toilet includes a toddler who hangs on to my leg, asks if I’m pooping and tries to look in the toilet bowl, then offers to flush.
Wah lau. We did think it was becoming more and more expensive the last couple of times we were back in Singapore, but the most expensive city? Jia lat.
Deity, I’m ancient. One of my favourite albums is about to turn 20. I also met a new mum today who is 22. I was alarmed to realise that I’m old enough to be her mum.
The second coming hasn’t quite worked out as expected.
She’s walking on a hedge. Not through, on.