Snow in November

We woke up to a light dusting of snow in the morning. I made Shean Wenn's milk and after that prepared her for school as usual. The hub volunteered to drive us to school, so he went down to get the car. 2 minnutes later, he called to say it's better to stay home today because he was afraid it'll snow all day and I'd be snowed in and not be able to go get her from school later. Yayy! A "holiday" for me, i suppose.

The last time it snowed was last year, in February. This has gotta be the coldest November ever!

Since we're all changed, I brought Shean Wenn down to look at the snow. She REALLY LOVES IT!!

Assessing the situation : She is fascinated by the snow!

Loving it!

Touching snow...

Smile for another photo : before I ask her to head back home - didn't want my camera to get soaked.

On the way back home, she told me this :

"Mummy, later can I make a snowman? With carrot nose, raisin eyes and a big smiley face"

"That sounds nice, but what about his hat?"

"Oh! Umm.. I can give him my hat! He can wear my hat, see?"

It is still snowing as I'm writing this but no, i'm not going to bring her down to make a snowman. Frankly there isn't enough snow anyway, but even if there is, I'm not bothered. It's too cozy to just stay at home. Snow isn't my kinda thing. Gimme the sun & beach anytime!

She's still bugging me to bring her down to make a snowman.. I foresee it'll be a long day trying to find something for her to do while we're at home.

Sweet Shean Wenn

 
(Shean Wenn chirpy & smiley at 815am and 5 celsius - waiting for school to open its gates)

On Tue while having lunch with one of SW's teachers in school (a kind Japanese lady), she told me about something that Shean Wenn did in school. In the morning, one of SW's friend, a boy called Michael fell down and scraped his legs and was crying. Shean Wenn went and drew an art and passed it to him so that he will feel better. It seems that cheered him up and he stopped crying. "She's really sweet", Chinatsu the teacher said.

And then SW also did a few other drawings to give out to her friends, one to Ashley and another one to another girl.

I can't help but feel very happy inside knowing she's so caring - infact at home she has done many drawings and told me "This is for Papa, I will keep it and show him later."

A few times, she has also done drawings for her teachers (but has never passed them the paintings because we'll either bin it or she just forgot about it before she goes out) : Gillian/Chinatsu/Annette or one to be given to one of her little friends Joyee/Ashley/Tobey/Kaka/Pooja/Alesha.. etc..

Once she drew a drawing for Pooja and wrote her name there too! She pointed to the painting and told me "This is for Pooja" and you can clearly see her handwriting P O O J ("A" was found somewhere else but I was still really surprised she knows how to spell her name). And how did she know how to spell her name? I think it must be from seeing Pooja's name on the bag that the school gives each of them for keeping their clothing essentials (extra shirts/trousers/socks/undies) which is hung outside their classroom. I think that's really sharp of her to notice that and to remember it!

She's also quite popular in school with both the teachers & kids. The teachers think she's a really funny girl because SW likes to chat and talk to them, and because of her (easygoing and loving-to-share) nature, she must've told them some funny incidents. Like the time when I took her Wellies home the day before because it was raining when I came to pick her up so asked her to wear those instead of her nice suede boots; and forgotten to bring them back the next day for her morning outdoor activity! She went up to teacher Sally saying "My mummy forgot to bring my wellies today. SILLY BILLY MUMMY!", I saw Sally cracked a smile and nodded telling her oh dear. Oh gosh, I was just standing next to them when she said that! Sally turned to me and smiled, i just smiled back sheepishly.

When I came to pick her up in the afternoon, teacher Gillian told me "So she's been telling everyone that her mummy forgot to bring her wellies today!" ;) "Oh did she?? I bet she did!"

The Apple never falls far from the Tree

Further proof of the old adage "The Apple never falls far from the Tree" ....

(Obviously, she is the apple of our eyes)

1. One day after picking her up from nursery, I had the same conversation I would have with her regarding what she did at school. She tells me about what they had for snack that day :

"Mummy, we had an orange colour(ed) soup today in school."
"Oh, you mean pumpkin soup?" (I know this because I saw the nursery teachers harvesting the pumpkins from the garden few days ago - very impressive and on this morning when I send SW off to school, the teachers, helped by the kids, were cutting up pumpkins)
"Yes. But i don't nike (like) it at all! It's yucky"
"Why don't you like it?"
"It doesn't taste good"
"Aww, then what soup do you like?"
"I like lin-ngau (lotus root) soup! It's my favourite!"

Heh. So you see, lotus root soup is her ultimate favourite! And like her daddy (haha), she isn't too adventurous in her food. Malaysian food is the way to go, it seems.


2. Another snack time conversation went like this :

"We had rice and honey and yoghurt today"
"Wow! Did you like it?"
"No, not at all! I don't nike (like) it at all. I don't nike the honey on my rice. I told teacher no honey & yoghurt on my rice please." (I have to admit it sounded abit ... strange for me too)
"So, what did you have then?"
"I eat my rice ONLY"

(Her teacher actually reported to me earlier that SW only ate her rice alone - without honey & yoghurt on it, which is how they eat it in the nursery. Beats me, I wonder why on earth would someone eat brown rice with honey & yoghurt. Very strange!)

Shean Wenn also likes her rice alot.


3. Few hours before dinner.

"Mummy, can I have sambau (sambal) with rice later?"

She is, a Malaysian through and through!