These 3 had a haircut yesterday.  Robin literally *begged* me to cut his hair as his hair was getting to an unbearable and annoying state (for him) and he did not want to pay the barber (because he thinks they are over-charging).  Well, I have been cutting his hair for the past months, but sad to say, I am still not confident and definitely not good enough by my own standard.  Nevertheless, the man said he did not mind and he’d rather I cut his hair.  Worst case scenario was to shaved him bald!  He was even happy with that!

Calvin had a cut too.  Robin and I took turns — he did the clipping while I used the scissors.  The boy did not cry or create a drama, but he was restless and kept moving his head.  It was diffcult to make a uniform cut and so you could probably see in the picture above, his hair was pretty uneven cut!  Anyway, he seemed happy with his lighter head. 🙂

Athan was DIFFICULT.  He screamed and screamed and screamed throughout the whole cut.  I had to hold his head down very firmly while Robin used the clippers. I guessed all that pressure on his little head did not help.  We were prepared for his violent protest and so we just kept quiet and get the job done because no amount of comfort could appease him.  I was just afraid that the neighbours thought the boy was in trouble!

Robin found a bobtail lizard sun basking on the fence outside our house this afternoon.  He was so excited and brought it into the house to show us!  The boys and I were taken aback when we saw the reptile.  Both boys did not want to be near it but the father kept showing it to them. Oh, have I mentioned before that Mr Robin Teo has a soft spot for bobtail lizards?  He finds them cute!

The boys were pursuaded to take a closer look at the lizard, and somehow their  initial fear disappeared and it has turned into curiosity. The father even let them touch the lizard while he was holding it.

Guess what?  The husband wants to keep the lizard for a few days as his pet before he releases it into the wild!  Can you believe him? *sigh*

I finally brought Calvin to get his 4-year-old needles done today.  We have been putting it off since he turned 4 as the boy has been protesting and we were slack … 🙂

I started to prep the boy yesterday, telling him that he has to be immunised — that is, 2 needles, one on each arm.  Of course he was *horrified* and refused.  But I told him he needed the needles in order to go to the *big school* and that I would reward him with a lollipop afterwards.  That seemed to calm him a little.

So, after his kindy today, I brought him to the clinic, armed with a lollipop. He was still protesting and said that he did not need the needles as he was not sick!  I was quite firm with him and I think that helped. He was actually quite well behaved at the clinic given that we had to wait for more than 30 minutes!!!

When his turn finally came, Calvin happily showed the nurse his lollipop before he put it in his mouth — and before he knew it, the nurse had poked the first needle into his arm.  There was not a sound. He whinged a little at the second shot, but he did not cry or scream.  That was it.  No drama. Thanks to the lollipop!  The nurse even gave him a balloon and told him that he could now go to the *big school*. That has made the boy very happy.

Just a quick post to say that I will be away for a work conference in Melbourne from today till Friday. I shall endeavour to post again when I return. The boys will be taken care by their father and grandma.  I miss them already!

I managed to make it to the parents meeting at Calvin’s school this morning.  I wasn’t going to go as I had 2 meetings this morning and I have arranged for Robin to go instead.  HOWEVER. Things happened last minute — he could not make it and so I had to try to make it — some how.  The parents’ meeting was not compulsory, but I thought it was important to go and meet the teachers and principals as well as for them to meet us. And so, I went.

The teachers were all very experienced.  They have been working in the school for the many many years and were all early childhood educators.  Not only were they experienced, they were also very passionate about their work.  I liked that.  Calvin’s teacher seemed very friendly and patient — my observation, anyway. She strongly encouraged parents’ involvement and wanted us to go on a roster to help out in the class at least once every term.

I managed to talk briefly to some other parents who were there before I had to rush off for my meeting. I felt good  as I left the school.  It was all very positive.  Calvin should be in good hands — that’s all that mattered. I sure hope that his current experience at the 3-year-old kindy will help him to adjust well to his new learning environment.