So this morning I managed to find some time to have breakfast at Ikea after dropping off the boy at school. 

There’s something about having piping hot porridge for breakfast.  Very comforting!  And Ikea’s fried fritters (you tiao) is uber delicious.  Yummy!

Not having the boy around for a few hours did make the whole breakfast eating process somewhat more peaceful.  But not that my son is a nuisance of course.

I was quite pleased with what I got for his teachers yesterday and spent about an hour putting these together with him this afternoon.  I thought I was done when I realised  I had completely forgotten to get for his teacher at Shichida whom we’re seeing tomorrow.  I also forgot to get little cards for the presents. 

So it’s back to the shopping cart!

And noticed the Chinese dictionary?  I needed it to figure out how to write his Chinese teacher’s name as well as his name too.  That counted for the hour.

I know.  I’m quite hopeless with these things. 

Actually I almost forgot about Teacher’s Day on 1 September if not for reading it on some mommy’s blog.  Otherwise, it’ll be my fault if my son does get pinched!

I had durians!  Yes, I had these for breakfast round about 8am, after bringing my son to school this morning.  Not all of them of course!  Just a couple.

Very rare indeed because I’m not hot about durians.  I don’t mind the taste once they’re inside my mouth of course but I won’t go all out on a durian quest either.

I’m very passive when it comes to this king of the fruits.  So you would never see me buying durians.  Not even if they’re the best or they’re dirt cheap.  Someone has to place them right in front of me to entice me, and in this case, it was the man.  Even then, I can be resistant.

I know some of you are probably huge durian lovers.  Thank goodness you can’t smell my blog.  And thank goodness for those who hate these with a vengence too. 

Yesterday I accompanied the man to see an eye specialist because his right eye was giving him some problems.  His whole eye has turned bloody red, apparently because of a depletion of oxygen to the capillaries.  On order from the doctor, he now has to stay off contact lenses and use his glasses instead.

After the consultation, we headed to Serangoon Gardens for dinner.  I wanted to eat some Chinese noodles, while he wanted Indian food.  So he accompanied me to eat my food first.  While waiting for me, he placed his glasses on his forehead and watched me eat.   

Then suddenly he blurted, “Hey, you really do look younger these days huh?” 

I, who had my face almost buried in my food looked up immediately. ”Really ah?  So how old do I look huh?” I probed excitedly, eyes brightened and face beaming with glee.

“Hmm…early thirties?” he replied.

“Really ah?” I was grinning from cheek to cheek, too pleased for words.

“Yup.  Without my glasses on.”

(>_<)

I should have changed his red eye to a black eye on the spot!

Parents who are cracking their heads on what names to give their newborns can pick up some ideas from this:

A Chinese couple tried to name their baby “@,” claiming the character used in e-mail addresses echoed their love for the child, an official trying to whip the national language into line said on Thursday.

“The whole world uses it to write e-mail, and translated into Chinese it means ‘love him’,” the father explained.

It’s not know if the name has been approved by the Chinese government, but if does, then it might spark off a new trend altogether.

Can you imagine naming your child CTRL ALT DEL?