Saturday, May 21, 2016

words from the boy that i want to remember (3 years 3 months)

ezra: mama, what sound does a fish make?

mama: Huh? Errrr… I don’t know...

ezra: the fish makes the sound “Huh? Errrrr… I don’t know…”??

mama: ….. 




ezra: mama, where does dragonfruit come from? Is it the poopoo from a dragon?

mama: …...




ezra: mama, I can’t find my XXX toy… do you know where it is? 

mama: ya, I do..

ezra: That’s because you’re a GENIUS right? 

mama: lol!!




mama: (cooked edamame for lunch) here are your peas!

ezra: mama, is this the peas/peace that comes from my heart?

mama: lol!!!



ezra: mama, when i go to heaven, I don’t know how to sing the songs leh….

mama: …. lol!!




ezra: (eating ham and cheese bread and being strangely quiet) 

ezra: mama, does abraham like ham?

mama: …...



ezra: (all of a sudden, holding his hand up) mama, this is an ATAS PENGUIN.

mama: WHAT??




mama: so, did you have fun today at Gardens by the Bay? 

ezra: Ya!

mama: so what did we see today at Garden Spider Bay?

mama & ezra: HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

ezra: i saw…. orange trees at Garden Spider Bay!

mama & ezra: HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

ezra: but mama, i did not see spiderman at Garden Spider Bay!

mama & ezra: HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!




ezra: mama, i love you SO much!

mama: =…) i love you very much too.

ezra: ya, i know.

mama: you do? what does mama do that tells you i love you? 

ezra: hmmm you play with me, you do worksheets with me, and you do things with me, like eat with me… 

mama: =…)




mama: ezra, do you want to take a bullet train? 

ezra: ya, i do!

ezra: (after silence for a while) mama, does a bullet train shoot bullets? 




<< on papa’s birthday, saying a prayer for him >>

ezra: Heavenly Father, thank you that it is papa’s birthday today. thank you also for protecting the cookies and for helping mama even though it was difficult. In Jesus’ name we pray, Amen. 

mama and papa: LOL…. =….)

i have zero abilities in cooking and baking, and met with MANY obstacles with these cookies, which were the brainchild of this little boy. he dictated how to surprise papa, and right down to what the cookies ought to say. thank God though, many times he reminded me: “mama, don’t give up!” 



“take a picture with my hands, mama, it looks nicer that way..” 

Wednesday, March 09, 2016

words from the little boy that i want to remember (3 years old)

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this sweet little one is 3. he doesn’t like cake, hence a cornflake cake for him!



while putting him to sleep...

ezra and mama: (laughing together about something)

ezra: stop laughing mama, if not you will be very exciting and you cannot sleep!

mama: lol!!!! (couldn’t stop laughing…)




ezra: mama, when you cover me with the blanket, can you cover the fan too?

mama: no i can’t, the fan is too dusty. 

ezra: why? Is it because you cannot fit it into the washing machine?




ezra: (chattering on and on about something)

mama: you really talk a lot, don’t you? 

ezra: (kept quiet for awhile) mama, talking is exercising right?




ezra: mama, when i die, will you get me a coffin? 

mama: hmmm, if you die before me, i guess i will...

ezra: then can you get me a coffin that is small and blue because I am short and I am a boy?

mama: …..




papa: what did you learn in sunday school today, ezra?

ezra: i cannot remember.. it came out of my life already….

mama and papa: lol!!!




papa and ezra: (waving bye bye to mama)

mama: (blew ezra a flying kiss)

ezra: (caught the flying kiss) papa, i’ll put the kiss in my pocket now and tonight, when i go to sleep, i’ll take it out and put it in my pyjamas pants pocket...




ezra: i love God and i love Jesus!




PEC is a little quiet at the moment but I am thankful for every moment and every day with this little one. we have been endeavouring to be more involved in teaching him academically as well as spiritually, and there have been joys, thank God! everyday, he says something that makes me grin and i just want to note it all down but my memory fails me! blogging this down is an attempt to help me remember.. PEC can wait, but the growth of this little boy can’t :) 

words from the little boy that i want to remember (2 years old)

(discussing about animals and what animals eat)


ezra: mama, what do fish eat? (asking me to ask him)

mama: what do fish eat?

ezra: fish eat JONAH!




mama: ezra, when you do not obey mama immediately, you make mama sad.

ezra: i want to make mama happy

mama: how do you make mama happy? you obey mama immediately. or you can give mama a hug, tell her you love her very much...

ezra: (gives mama a hug) mama is happy now!




ezra: mama mama mama!

mama: yes?

ezra: please don't disturb me now. eb-ra (ezra) is setting up the goal post net. 

mama: .... ?!?




mama: we will get a bicycle for you one day.. do you know when?

ezra: when i get married? 

mama: ....???

(the correct answer is when he learns to scoot properly..)




ezra: *sits on a kiddy ride in the shape of a car*

mama: where are you going??

ezra: nineveh!




ezra: *sends me a flying kiss*

mama: where should i put the kiss you sent to me?

ezra: in my nature box!




mama: what should you do when you are in trouble?

ezra: look for mama and papa

mama: but what if we are not around to help you? 

ezra: look for auntie liz 

mama: (?!?!?) and what if auntie liz is not around? 

ezra: pray to God, and God will tell me to go and sleep and not move around... 

mama: ....





<3 this boy to bits... 

Friday, September 25, 2015

#throwback - returning to penang

"have fun in penang!"

"how was your penang trip? did you enjoy yourself?"

we got that alot befere and after the trip.. and sometimes, i'm stumped how to answer. it's easy to view an overseas trip as a holiday, but this particular trip bore more weight than that. seeing grandma,who had not seen dad since he fell ill. seeing the family he grew up with. going to places we always went to, together. memories are vivid. we could remember where and when we took which photo.. and painfully, how some photos bore resemblance to past photos that were taken - only different.

the heart is heavy after returning.. with a lot of memories coming back and a lot of longing for the precious times that we have shared. 

this was the particular hymn that He brought to my remembrance, to comfort my heart:

  1. Does Jesus care when my heart is pained
    Too deeply for mirth or song,
    As the burdens press, and the cares distress,
    And the way grows weary and long?
    • Refrain:
      Oh, yes, He cares, I know He cares,
      His heart is touched with my grief;
      When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,
      I know my Savior cares.
  2. Does Jesus care when my way is dark
    With a nameless dread and fear?
    As the daylight fades into deep night shades,
    Does He care enough to be near?
  3. Does Jesus care when I’ve tried and failed
    To resist some temptation strong;
    When for my deep grief there is no relief,
    Though my tears flow all the night long?
  4. Does Jesus care when I’ve said “goodbye”
    To the dearest on earth to me,
    And my sad heart aches till it nearly breaks—
    Is it aught to Him? Does He see?


in the past, when i sing this song and ponder on the last verse, the heaviness of the message and considering its reality is enough to make my heart ache. now, it is a balm. Yes, He cares. 



that said, there were sweet moments too. time with family - always treasured :)

Thursday, August 13, 2015

project en courage at maker's market (national museum, 7 aug)

i'm a pessimist.

when i consider a situation that is to come, i always think of the worst thing that can happen. that is why preparing for project en courage's first bazaar is like a huge mountain to climb - because i build more mountains for myself, before climbing the one i am supposed to :)

there were countless fears and faithless thoughts that crossed my mind. 

i don't have anything to sell.

nobody is going to buy anything. 

all my products are brown. (yes i know right.. on hindsight i realise how ridiculous this is...)

it's raining, it's going to continue raining. 

why would anyone go to a museum on a friday evening? 

there's going to be nobody at the bazaar. 

the list goes on. 

thank God for a husband who has the faith and courage to point out how ridiculous my fears were. he reminded me of why we were doing what we were doing. project en courage is what God deems fit for us to work on at this moment. it is His project. He determines whether it is successful, and He decides whether it is successful. the opinions of man... don't matter. 

as the days ticked by, it became clearer that this was a family project and to my pleasant surprise, e was so much more helpful than expected!



him helping to remove packaging..arrange the postcards.. count envelopes. yes, with him involved, it definitely slows things down, but it doubles the joy in the process :) it also helps that we can teach him skills in the meantime - how to arrange things, how to count, how a 'shop' functions, how to welcome people to our 'shop' ;) 

it was thunderstorming just before the bazaar, and i was muttering to PP that the rain would surely keep people back from coming. herein lies my faithlessness! i'm ashamed to realise it now. 

so here's my list of thanksgiving now.. that i will be reminded that my God is faithful, and He provides for all we need. if one day, he deems it fit that we have receive no business, may we still be grateful for His perfect purpose.

Thank God for...

1. stopping the rain just before the bazaar started

2. those who prayed. 

3.the great turnout!

4. providing us with a bright and ideal booth

5. a cheerful, enthusiastic and fantastic saleswoman who willingly gave of her time, company, words and energy!

6. e who was largely cooperative :)

7. my mum, and K, who provided dinner for all of us

8. eme's parents, sis and bro, who came down, plus its always a highlight to see DDD!

9. a fantastic parking lot

10. sending people who can identify with Project En Courage and like our products :)

11. C & A - for your koi, your curry puffs, but most of all, for coming all the way down!  你的爱我深深感受到啦!<3 <3

12. a whole troop of church friends who come down even when it's waaay past their bedtime, who supported in word and action, who helped to pack up and provided us with great company just when we were getting tired.

words just cannot expressed how thankful we are for all of you. we pray that we will keep doing God's will for God's glory, so our testimony and work will not stumble any of you but be a blessing to you as the Lord uses us :)

and because pictures serve as the best memories... 


our 'uniforms' prepared by PP

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super amazing saleswoman of the year!


Encourage with a Postcard - now with envelopes!

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Knock on the Door Mat / Good News in a Cup

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a verse very close to my heart, engraved on a tissue box, for times when tears flow and you need comfort.. (sold out with restocks planned)

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passport covers/traveller's notebook :)

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our Through the Waters bottle :)

as shared earlier, if there's anything this bazaar and the national day weekend has shown, it is that GOD is FAITHFUL. very happy to be doing His will, very happy that we are in this as a family, and very happy to experience His guiding hand, leading us to today. very tired too! hahaha... but not too tired to be involved in yet another maker's market ;)