Off we go again

S is sick again. And I’m travelling for business again. I’m tired of this recurrence of “something happened before/ during my business trip” episodes. But there is nothing that I can do but to trust in the Lord. This time I can’t say NO and pull out last minute because she is not ‘seriously’ ill (fever between 38-39, cough and runny nose). It’s a long-haul trip that involves my presentation.

Dear Lord,

As I leave my sick child at home for business, I know that You are watching over my family.

No harm that come against my household shall proper and I plead the blood of Jesus on everyone at home.

Let me travel with peace of mind.

Amen.

Make time for holiday

I knew that I had to do results during the week, I knew that I had to work doubly hard for a report the week after. BUT we still chose to go on a holiday and did the results during the trip and worked super hard post-trip.

For the adults, it was a chilly, laid-back, family catch-up trip. For S, it was all about playgrounds – I think we visited seven or eight playgrounds in our 9-day stay!  

We talked about migrating every trip we visited Australia- admiring the greener grass and bluer skies … And the thought would pass when we came home…This time, it lingers more because of S – better education?  Less stress? Raising a more care-free child?

 

Neh… it’s probably another passing thought.

March's fruits- the sower

March used to be the month that the whole office looked foward to, for the bonus payout!

This year, the pay out was dissapointing (in the industry's standard) that a colleague quit immediately after the $ was in. You sense angst and low morale everywhere...

BUT this March is probably the best for me at work (other than the monetary reward), for what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal (2 Cor 4:18).

Early March, a colleague who's a heavy smoker (2 packs/day) and heavy drinker was blessed by a sermon CD which I gave him for Christmas that he wanted to bring his family to church! Fast forward three weeks, he quit smoking, effortlessly and found his way back to Jesus! His wife accepted Christ last week! His children are enjoying Rock Kidz too!

Another colleague whom has been debating with me that it is difficult to be a Christian is contemplating to follow me to church, after finishing a book that I gave her for Christmas! She's now asking me to lend her more books!!

Sometimes I wonder if my purpose in the company is to sow more seeds?

First PTM

We were excited to attend our first PTM (Parents-Teacher-Meeting) yesterday. My parents had never attended any PTM in my whole life as a student. Rather, PTMs were only for those who needed disciplining during my era. 

PTM for a 2 year old, hmmm… what did we talk about? Surely only good things (wink).

Social skills- good

Attentiveness and interest in Chinese- good

Adaptability after long-period of absence – good

Chattiness- very

Messy play – good

Wading pool- NOPE

“However, we observed that she’s a bit cautious. She won’t be the first to answer any questions. She would wait for at least one friend to take the lead before answering/ trying new things. She’s also on the timid side- not adventurous in accepting big, furry stuff toys.”

We are happy.

Mozart vs. the puppets

It was her idea to play the violin. She bossed me to sing while the puppets danced. Totally professional!

This is the flavour of the month- our orchestrated puppet show is on almost every night. Loads of fun!

Did I mention that the violin is a toy which cost S$5.90? 

First sports day

The school principal honoured her promise to all the parents to have a good laugh, watching a bunch of 2-3 year olds perform on their first sports day.  Technically it was only a 20-minute tele-match.

Some children cried, overwhelmed by enthusiastic strangers (parents) while some smirked knowing that mommy and daddy were cheering at the finishing line.  I believe the parents had more fun than the children, or at least I did.

I am a typical woman driver

I have never pride myself on being a good driver, or parker. But to have a note "Don't drive if you don't know how to park!!!" stuck on the windscreen was a major blow to my driving confidence.

The mystery lies in where and who wrote the note? Could someone be so resourceful to be equipped with a stick-on-note (in the car) and take time to write a note in a public car park? Or could it be a neighbour who has secretly habored hatred toward my lousy parking skills for days??

After having the car for the past few days (daddy M has been sick), I truly appreciate my husband who wakes up early every morning to drive me to work (though he starts much later than I do), beating the traffic every evening, at times irritated by lousy drivers like me on the road...