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QuirkieKai: Eighteen months old.
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The Bubs is one and a half years old today, and I shall mark the occasion by penning down some thoughts about parenting before the time passes and slips through my fingertips. My dearest baby girl,. 18 months ago, I became a parent for the very first time. I wasn't sure if I could love someone I've never met face-to-face before - ultrasounds didn't count. Would you have your daddy's eyes and my toes? Would you have a sense of humour I could relate to? You are so precious that I would go through the birth...
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QuirkieKai: A mother's reward
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Today, during my usual breakfast with Dad and The Bubs, Dad was looking after her while I trotted off to buy some food. My dad turned to her and asked "Where's mummy? According to him, she started looking around, saying "Where's mummy? And when my dad pointed out where I was, she giggled and said to herself "I love mummy.". Nice Post. Very Nice Blog. Awesome Content. Please keep posting and sharing this important information with us. Your Blog is just awesome. And you havent posted yet in 2015!
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QuirkieKai: Father's Day - of Music and Lyrics
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Father's Day - of Music and Lyrics. Father's day came and went without much fanfare. I promised myself that I would write a story about my dad - because he is the best daddy in the world - as a keepsake for myself, and also to put on record that my dad is my hero. Your daddy likes to listen to these oldies. It makes him feel like a young man again! My mum would exclaim. "Now he is my personal DJ! When I sit here and play Angry Birds on the iPad, he will play songs for me to hear.". In recent times, with ...
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QuirkieKai: Breath
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Oh, the brevity of life. A kiss, a sigh, a wave goodbye. Please stay a moment longer. Please tarry just a bit. Please. Just. please. Do your fingers feel number? Are your feet a little colder? Is God a little nearer? I understand. I don't understand. I fear. I do not fear. Please stay. Please go. Please, above all, have God's abiding peace. Goodbye, goodbye. We will meet again, by and by. Don't fear, Daddy's here. He will comfort you in the dark cold night. He promises a warm, eternal light.
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QuirkieKai: On starting writing again
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On starting writing again. Hello blog, it's been a while. In between the last time I blogged and now, my life has changed some and remained the same some. And life is good, because God is good. Right now we're out for brunch - the best part of the day - and it's clichéd but true, that with a kiddo, your bank account is smaller and your clothes are shabbier and your figure is. well, fuller, but I wouldn't change anything for a thousand limited edition Birkins in the world. There was an error in this gadget.
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QuirkieKai: Bubbling over - life with the Bubs :)
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Bubbling over - life with the Bubs :). Whenever people ask me how has this journey of parenthood been, I usually smile and say it's been good and The Bubs is a good girl, and I'll leave it at that. Then they'll follow up with the usual "are you getting enough sleep or rest? It must be tiring." and I'll just nod and say ya it's more tiring but she's quite ok and again I'll smile and nod and kind of leave it there again. THAT WE'RE HER PARENTS! CAN YOU BELIEVE OUR GOOD FORTUNE? We scorned. Get a life!
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QuirkieKai: Fighting a Losing Battle
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Fighting a Losing Battle. Perhaps all I need to do is to go with the flow - why do housework when clearly it doesn't make a difference to our living standards? The time spent could be better used to play Plants Vs Zombies, and that much more pleasurable too. Our last bastion is the bedrooms and the storeroom. The Iron-Willed Cat seems hellbent on exploring these areas. We'll see how long we can last. May the force be with us. Welcome to the life of a pet slave, i mean owner. This blog has been abandoned.
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QuirkieKai: On starting writing again part deux
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On starting writing again part deux. So I showed the blog post to the Husband over brunch which he read hurriedly in between mouthfuls and balancing a squirmy Bub on his lap while skilfully avoiding a disaster potentially involving iced tea. I asked him what he thought of it and he smiled, saying it's nice. He also asked "What are Birkins? And with a flash of enlightenment said "ohhhh, Birkenstocks ah? Yes dear, yes. I'd like a pair of Birkins please. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
