Gosh, if only I am clever enough to design some virtual cobwebs on this blog!!! I haven't had much time since being back in Melbourne. Up till this point, I checked my email/Facebook once, called my mother twice (disgraceful I know, but they were very long phone calls at least) and had no chance scratching itch anywhere on my exhausted body!
The dust has finally settled somehow. At least, this means Aqira finally has a schedule to follow and Cashel's daily routine is somewhat quite regular. And as for me, I am the driver, the maid, the housekeeper, the cook, the handyman....WELCOME BACK TO MELBOURNE! And if I hear another person says, "Oh, welcome back to reality, we all do it here." and do so with a smug look on their sun-damaged face, I am packing up! It is indeed reality here in this part of Southern Hemisphere (would they have domestic helpers in Antartica?).
So some updates about us. Thusfar, Aqira has settled in very nicely in her new school - which is correctly called kindergarten here. She is used to calling her last kindergarten by the very formal name Chiltern House. A few days after we got back to Melbourne I took her and Cashel to a nearby park where she befriended 2 little girls and started playing together. The father of the 2 girls asked Aqira which kindy she goes to. She ran back to me and bewilderedly asked, "Mummy, what's kindy?".
As she had always loved being in school, I actually had trouble keeping her at home while waiting for the day she could attend her new kindergarten. It was almost like I held her captive on house arrest because she would ask me everyday when she could go to school. We had to wait a full week before she could attend because paperwork needed to be finalised. And there's no trouble whatsoever in making friends (no surprises there) and good progress with the curriculum. She's still keeping up with her Mandarin - firstly, by making conversations with me at home and secondly, by doing a few pages of Mandarin workbook every other day. The comedic part of this is this little girl has also taken the liberty to teach her daddy Mandarin. Perhaps next time, I could post a video of Aqira teaching David about colours! It's quite a hoot!
Moreover, one of her friends in kindergarten is a child whose parents are from China. The child speaks beautiful Mandarin and of course, so does her mum. Even I manage to squeeze in a short speech-practice session with them during pick-up time. The mother of the child has also recommended some good Mandarin schools which will be yet another exciting activity for my very curious little girl.
Now you might be wondering, so how's Cashel? Well, time sure flies. My boy is almost 8 months. While he is about to crawl, he still prefers to 'walk'. So when I try to put him on the floor, he would always stick his legs out straight refusing to bend his knees. It takes a minute or so to actually get his chubby legs in the sitting position. He is eating a whole lot of solids now - which doesn't make nappy change at all pretty but it makes feeding so much more fun and messy.
He can say 'Ma Ma' now which should make this mummy quite delirious but I am quite convince it means 'Feed Me' rather than him showering affection on the person who changes his foul-smelling nappies. He definitely knows his names - which go by both Cashel and di-di (little brother) and is aware that those are references to him. His latest trick is 'Pai Pai Show' (Clap Your Hands' in Mandarin. And he enjoys doing it to entertain his family members.
I am very thankful that the 2 of them play very well together. Aqira in particular has assumed the role of the big sister and has taken some responsibility in helping me with him. She's a lovely, loving big sister and I am very proud of her. I do find myself being a little tough on her because I confuse her sense of self-awareness with maturity. I often have to remind myself my little girl is only turning 5.