My daughter (in other posts is often referred to as kid-no-1) is going to be 6.
But, in her limited flying time, she's been kissed (yes, on the mouth, thank you very much), developed a highly-suspected-crush on a boy (who kissed her, but hey, one gotta admit... he's quite a looker), became very conscious on the opposite sex (refused to go into a room when there's no girls around, teachers are not counted as girls), and... now started ringing her friends to and fro (after her friend rang her at 11.30PM, we announced that no phone calls between 9AM to 9PM).
How the phone calls are linked to the others? Because, yes, they are discussing boys! Who said 'love you' to who... Again, Oh Mannn...
Before children, my husband always told me that he'll suffer minor heart attack to see our daughter's boyfriend.
So, can you imagine him now?
Weary Daddy kept on asking me, 'Were you like that when you're small? It must have been your gene. I didn't know girls until age of 10!'. Needless to say, I took, and am taking, it as a rhetorical question.
My normal retort, which doesn't answer his question nor my inner wonder, is that 'We don't have Internet back then'.
Pity on our children. How they're going to cope with our grand-children... let's see in hopefully 20 years time.
PS: In case you're wondering, no, our kids are, so far, not exposed to adult show. They barely set their eyes on soap opera, or some romantically inclined TV series or movies. Not because I set the rules, simply because they are not interested.
Parenting tips and tricks, up and down, fun and less fun :p in a sunny little island Singapore
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Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Daddy's Wisdom : Function of Stools in the Women's Shoe Section
On Sunday, we went shopping at Orchard area.
My daughter and I were looking at shoes in the women's area (she's my personal shopper).
Then, I saw both Daddy and son slouching on the stool near the wall. Both wearing the same bored, blank, expression (the kind of 'switched-off' peacefully face). The resemblance in the look was uncanny.
Of course, I burst out laughing.
Then, dear hubby proudly explained, 'I have explained to him. This is what boys do when girls look at shoes'.
Thank you very much. :)
My daughter and I were looking at shoes in the women's area (she's my personal shopper).
Then, I saw both Daddy and son slouching on the stool near the wall. Both wearing the same bored, blank, expression (the kind of 'switched-off' peacefully face). The resemblance in the look was uncanny.
Of course, I burst out laughing.
Then, dear hubby proudly explained, 'I have explained to him. This is what boys do when girls look at shoes'.
Thank you very much. :)
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