A few nights ago, we left the kids with Grandpa and Grandma, and Pilgrim Dad and I took off for a nice long dinner date to celebrate our EIGHTH wedding anniversary.
In an age where marriages and families are being assailed on all fronts, we are thankful to God for bringing us together, keeping us together, and moving us together.
This is my wedding ring, sitting on my left hand where it has been for the past 8 years.
I remember the first week it was there. It was an awkward uncomfortable feeling, having this hard metal object permanently on my hand where previously there was nothing. Though it was light, its unfamiliarity made it heavy.
But I decided to keep it there. I’d made a promise before God, this ring was the symbol of that promise, so I would just keep wearing it.
It struck me as a metaphor for what makes a marriage work. Continue reading
Having blogged just recently on risk homeostatis, I was quite seized by this piece which my cousin sent to me. Continue reading
Today, the boys went swimming with Grandpa and Grandma. Athos saw that I wasn’t getting changed into my swimsuit. Here’s the conversation that ensued:
Athos: Mommy aren’t you going to swim?
Pilgrim Mom: No I can’t.
PM: [takes deep breath, decides to go with factual approach] I’m having my period.
Athos: I know about periods.
Athos: There’s the Cretaceous period, the Jurassic period and the Triassic period.
Here’s a fun kitchen activity for the kids, especially when the menu for the day is salad!
Lay out the vegetables plus some dressing/sauce, give each of the kids a dish – white for best effect, paper/plastic for younger children – and let them create an edible masterpiece. After they’re done, they can eat it up! (Well one can hope anyway….)
Here are Athos and Porthos working with lettuce, carrots, cherry tomatoes, alfalfa sprouts, salad cream and mustard. Continue reading
Anyone who’s been following this blog will know that the Pilgrims have an inexplicable attachment to the homemade volcano. We’ve done the regular, the upsize and the mini-explosive.
I finally caved to the pressure (both the kids and my own insatiable curiosity) and got the ingredients for the Real Thing – a 2-litre bottle of Diet Coke and 4 Mentos. Here’s what happened:
As you can see, the kids were FAR more impressed with this one. Now that that’s out of the way I can get on with my life again….
School is out for the whole of next week! The kids are looking forward to lazy mornings and relaxed bedtime rules.
It’ll be a busy week at work, but still, I’m thankful I managed to get some time off. We plan to go to Wild Wild Wet. The boys love that place and we haven’t been in a long while.
For gentle readers residing in Singapore and scratching their heads over what to do with the kids, see if the Places to Go page gives you any inspiration. I would recommend the Science Centre in particular, because the iFuture exhibition going on there is fascinating, and ends 18 March.
Today, a little girl called our home asking to speak to Porthos. Pilgrim Dad answered the call – it was the daughter of a friend, whom the boys play with occasionally. Pilgrim Dad dutifully summoned Porthos, passed the phone over, then both he and I hid behind the door eavesdropping (well what did you expect?!)
Porthos: Hello…. Do you want to come to our house? I have a lot of cars…. I have a lot of sports cars…. Come to our house. You can do whatever you want.
Now what woman can resist such an offer!
I was with a bunch of moms and preschoolers this afternoon when we received an urgent phonecall asking if we were all ok. Uh…yes, said clueless us. As it turned out, an earthquake had hit Sumatra, and the tremors were felt here by people working in and around the city. Thousands of people were evacuated from their offices, a major situation in placid Singapore.
We took the news calmly. One of the kids asked “How come there are earthquakes in Singapore?” Which set off a 5-minute Q&A about plate tectonics, seismic waves and Singapore’s proximity to the Ring of Fire. But as that conversation was happening, a completely different thread was going on in my head. Continue reading
We were at a shop this evening when three boys wearing their NS uniforms walked in. Porthos pointed at them and said, “Look there are some enemies!”
He wasn’t able to tell me where he had learnt the word, but if I had to guess, this would be it.
A friend sent me an article from the New Scientist saying that researchers at the Harvard School of Public Health discovered that women who ate two or more servings of low-fat dairy foods a day were 85% more likely to be infertile vs those who ate less than one serving of low-fat dairy food a week. And women who ate at least one serving of high-fat dairy food a day (ice cream!) reduced their risk of infertility by 25%!
Now that’s the kind of science I like 🙂
Here’s the article. Worth a read.
“Tubs of ice cream help women make babies”