My son has an issue with me in my black tube. One look and he protested loudly, going “EEEEEEEEE” and claiming that I look “shameful”. He insisted that I should change my outfit or he wouldn’t want to go out with me.

I really don’t know when he started observing my dress code and would pass his opinions on them without being asked. He’s not very descriptive and it’s usually, “very pretty”, “beautiful”, “not nice” or “ugly”. He does the same to his dad although with less frequency.

Anyway, I didn’t plan to step out of the house with that tube. I had meant to put a tee over it. Just that I was strutting it around because the weather was hot and I wanted to wait till minutes before I leave the house.

But I couldn’t help wondering if mothers need to take on a certain conservative approach to dressing because baring too much skin doesn’t sit well with our kids. Or is it just mine? Either way, his reaction was definitely instinctive because I’ve never said anything about this to him before.

A colleague asked me last week how long I’ve been married.  I said 11 but it’s really 12 and today is our ROM anniversary.  The man has clean forgotten but I didn’t remind him either until this afternoon.   I wasn’t angry or annoyed because we don’t celebrate every year anyway.  In addition, what does remembering or forgetting an anniversary date really matter? 

What matters to me is that we’re still upholding our marriage vows made 12 years ago.  And more importantly, that we are one unit in this marriage moving in tandem and not two individuals drifting apart yet struggling to maintain a united farcade.

Okay, enough said.  I wonder if he remembers when is our wedding anniversary.  Well, because I CAN’T RECALL FOR THE LIFE OF ME!

We have been to the Pasir Ris Park a couple of times but hadn’t realized that there is a Gallop Stable until I read it on Evan’s Kitchen Ramblings. Because the boy can be quite cranky when it comes to new places, I had to show him the pictures at Evan’s blog to be sure he was keen on visiting the stable.

But what I hadn’t foreseen was that you can’t smell the places when you view them via the Net and I ended up trying to pacify the boy who was throwing tantrums because he found the place smelly! 

Anyway the ponies were too busy burying their heads in their bucket during their feeding hour to be offended by his remarks.  So thank goodness I only had to deal with one little boy neighing like crazy!

The boy has shown a fondness for small animals and am particularly fond of alley cats he found near his school. But both my husband and I are not cat lovers. We prefer dogs and have been thinking of keeping another one since mine died in 2002.

Anyway, we went to check out some dogs and chinchillas last weekend. We have no intentions to get one at the moment as we want to wait till the boy is slightly older. The trip was really to get the little one interested in other types of domestic animals and to cultivate his interest in pet keeping. But we might get a terrapin just to get things started.

I think there is a need to drill in the concept of pet ownership and responsibility to him first before we can keep one at home. That he will have to care for the dog, learn to walk the dog and wipe its backside after the animal is done with its business. The latter act is proving to be extremely difficult at this moment, considering the boy won’t even wipe his own now.

Everytime I try to log in to this blog, I’m either nodding in front of the PC trying hard to keep my eyes open or am distracted by home videos like Matrix that’s like screening right next to me. I hope that sufficiently explains the lack of posts here although I have to admit that whatever time I have for blogging, priority is given to putting up totally vain narcissistic post over at my other space.

Anyway I’ve been wanting to rant about this! When I first read it, I was like WTF?  Then I got even more annoyed reading the part about how MOE had done a study in the mid 1990s that students born in January perform academically better than students born in December. If so, why do they still insist that a child born on 1 January to join those born a year earlier for admission to the Primary One exercise? This requirement is still stated on their website!

If MOE had understood this so much earlier, then tell me why did we have to go through all the trouble to get a deferment on medical grounds for our boy? Am I missing something or what?

I should find some time to write an official query to the ministry.   And some scholars in MOE better explain this in clear concise English to me because I am totally not getting this!