After half an hour of vigorous effort, the paper is totally blank. I tell her to stop erasing and just leave it, the drawing is fine as long as teacher can tell what it is. (This is just to draw, from the options, which food she likes and which she doesn't like. In the correct box)
Teacher say must draw nice nice!
I cannot, I cannot!
She's in a Chinese school. There isn't all that much homework actually. But if someone keeps getting distracted looking for missing things/ sharpening pencils/ changing the pencil in use/ chatting to other people/ paying attention to everything else that is going on/ constantly erasing whatever she has written or drawn/ crying that she cannot do things... how to finish? Sigh.
She started dinner the same time as the main bunch of adults and kids. I came back from work about halfway through and started eating. Some of the earlier bunch finished. The maids started eating. My sister came back after the maids were finished and started eating. After EVERYONE finished, there she was, my daughter, still eating.
Tee hee hee
Don't take photo!
I'm not kidding that she is a VERY slow eater. Some of the reasons I have observed:
1. She keeps food in her cheek without chewing
2. She chews and chews without swallowing
3. After swallowing, she takes a long time to put the next spoonful of food in her mouth. She looks here and there, squirms around, plays with the food in her plate...
This is already with people telling her YOUR MOUTH IS EMPTY, PUT FOOD IN YOUR MOUTH, EAT FASTER, STOP CHEWING AND SWALLOW, STOP PLAYING WITH YOUR FOOD...
We never did solve the problem of the kittens. The plan was to keep only 1 or 2 of the 5 kittens. However, the executor (aka hubby) of the plan to drop off the unwanted ones at a nearby wet market-site never delivered on the job. In the meantime, there was a day when I drove back home at night. Switched on the porch lights and opened the front door, proceeding to unload the car of kids and various belongings. When suddenly I noticed there was a kitten under my front tyre. It was quite dead. :(
SE kept saying, "Mummy made the kitten die!"
Later at night, that changed to, "Mummy KILLED the kitten!"
And hubby had the cheek to call me "cat-killer"... as if it wasn't traumatising enough to have driven over a poor innocent kitten. So it was down to 4 kittens.
Well, this didn't last too long. Coz a week later, he reversed over another kitten. (He got a taste of his own medicine this time! He was traumatised also, and yes, of course I had to call him "cat-killer too). We already did take precautions to always locate and remove the kittens before driving in and out, but in that case the kitten walked back under the car after being removed. So it was down to 3 kittens. And our shopping list included a large sack of cat food.
2 of the 3 remaining kittens were female and we were going to take them to the vet to be spayed. Before that happened... BOTH became pregnant. Gosh they were just, what, 5 months old!!
We left the kittens alone for 2 weeks. And now...
Now what do we have here...
(I named this one Spook)
And this one is Puff
(unless it's Notpuff, who is the same colour but less puffy than Puff)
Don't squeeze the neck, Su Ern!
*Pet pet pet*
Heh we have kittens to pet again! I like Spook, the all-black one. Hopefully we find homes for the rest.