Showing posts with label lesson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lesson. Show all posts

baking cookies




 In the spirit of Raya, let's talk about cookies. That's daddy's girl who just learned baking last month. At first we used Betty Crocker premix. A tad too sweet.

 The tweetmoms talked about butter cookies that's as good as Kjeldsen, so we gave it a try. Well, I can tell you that it doesn't turn out as shaped cookies. Will have to ask my mom for the tried and tested recipes. I baked when I was younger, cannot recall if it was more of a chore rather than fun LOL.

iPad




Haha ok we don't do that, but iPad is really versatile and I can just prop it up with anything, eg with small pillow when I'm reading in bed.

For those who have been using iPhone and have kids conquering the phone, would appreciate the bigger screen on iPad. Ok, I admit it, we're one of those geeks who have plenty of free and purchased apps for the toddler. Of course there are some skeptics, but it's not that she's using iPhone for long period, nor is she hooked on it. That's not the first thing she looks for in the morning, nor does she get withdrawal symptoms not playing with it. (Non believers should stop reading, NOW).

I think it is good when she does her anagram, spelling, colouring on iPad coz it has a bigger screen. I have to admit it's easier to read my textbook on the iPad rather than on the iPhone. I love that I can put my PDF textbooks on iBook and DH purchased iSilo too. Grainger (2 volumes, 5 inches thick) and Dahnert (1.5 inches thick) are 2 essential textbooks for my upcoming professional exam (insha Allah)... and it's too easy to have it in electronic form rather than lugging it around *yay*.

A typical situation would be: mom uses iPad, daughter uses iPhone, but mom has to take a call, passes the iPad to her. And mom gets to capture a beautiful, geeky moment in her toddler's life:

Postman Pat


Postman Pat
Postman Pat 
Postman Pat and his black and white cat,
Early in the morning, just as day is dawning, he picks up all his post bags in his van. 

Postman Pat 
Postman Pat 
Postman Pat and his black and white cat,
All the birds are singing as the day is just begining, 
Pat feels he's a really happy man. 

Everybody knows his bright red van,
All his friends will smile as he waves to greet them, maybe, 
You will never be sure, they'll be knock (knock knock) 
ring, (ring) 
Letters through your door! he he he! 

Postman Pat 
Postman Pat 
Postman Pat and his black and white cat, 
All the birds are singing, as the day is just beginning, 
Pat feels he's a really happy man. 
Pat feels he's a really happy man. 
(slowly) Pat feels he's a really happy man.

Ironic, Mr. Daddy watched it as a kid (probably a hit on BBC just like Teletubbies hehe), and now little missy is watching it too. Same old Pat, same old British truck.

books books books


Arianna's own bookcase.

Since she has shown interest in books (finally, you might say), we added more books. She had her cloth books, board books, flip books, pop-up books, foam books and an electronic book. Added more big books like picture dictionaries, ABC, story books, activity books. Apparently we share the same interest; the pop-up books, Mr. Men books and a Winnie the Pooh book were from my own collection. I bought it in Dublin (and got some as gifts).. that was way back in 2000-2001. Bookworm mommy?!

First Day of School


I wonder what went through her mind?

After the morning outdoor play, she got settled in for morning snack, activities, lunch and outdoor play while waiting for pick up time (of course I was there throughout). I think she can get used to this routine. She was reluctant to go home... I take it as a good sign. Hope for a good day tomorrow :-)

Alif Baa Taa song



A song she shares with Tok Wan. I played this and automatically she ran out of the room to find her grampa.

the song to get Arianna to drink fresh milk

The cows give us milk! The cows give us milk!
Hi-ho the derry-o, the cows give us milk!

The chickens give us eggs! The chickens give us eggs!
Hi-ho the derry-o, the chickens give us eggs!


Taken from one of the Baby Einstein series. She loves drinking milk from her blue cup... will add a picture of her later (read: at home with my own pc)

? "Teaching Will Harm The Child"

Got this email yesterday. It disturbs me that some thinks early learning is harmful. I was browsing through and forum hopping, apparently this is frequently discussed.

Read more here.

Saying that, I should change my labels... instead of 'lesson', it should be fun learning? Homeschooling/ preschooling? Just like other labels of attachment parenting (AP), babywearing (BW), baby led weaning (BLW), exclusively breastfeeding (EBF)... I never did intend to follow a doctrine. I'm just doing something that comes naturally, and giving the best for my child. But apparently most things I do have a label for it :-)

So, it's not lesson then?

The drag down menu is mainly for me... never did think on how to map it out when I started this blog.

youtube


Mornings have always been our fun learning time. It's usually:
-breakfast
-singing, dancing (I think it's her morning aerobics)
-reading
-phonetics
-art
-lunch
-bath
-zzz...

Tools for singing, dancing:
-DVD/VCD
-internet. Daddy thought her youtube, and Tok Wan youtubed Alif Baa Taa for her.
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Rabbit Park


Drove up to Bukit Tinggi yesterday. I think the drive was longer than our stay there :p
RM3 per entry for adults, toddlers above 2.

Rabbit = Bunny.

No wonder Arianna was confused when we kept saying rabbits.

She insists on choosing her own outfit. So if she wears seluar rumah yg comot, what can u say? Thank God the colour matches.

Pop Goes The Weasel

'Round and 'round the cobbler's bench
The monkey chased the weasel,
The monkey thought 'twas all in fun
Pop! Goes the weasel.

A penny for a spool of thread
A penny for a needle,
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! Goes the weasel.

A half a pound of tupenny rice,
A half a pound of treacle.
Mix it up and make it nice,
Pop! Goes the weasel.

Up and down the London road,
In and out of the Eagle,
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! Goes the weasel.

I've no time to plead and pine,
I've no time to wheedle,
Kiss me quick and then I'm gone
Pop! Goes the weasel.

Sing a Song of Sixpence

Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
(Children in circle skip to the left while singing)

Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie!
(Children in circle skip to the right,
then stretch arms up toward center to form the pie.)

When the pie was opened,
The birds began to sing;
(Children in circle bring arms back down
to waist level, then children in center of ring
begin to 'chirp' and 'tweet')

Wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the king?
(Children in circle skip to the left;
children in center flutter about like birds.)

The king was in his counting house,
Counting all the money;
(Children in circle walk backward
four steps then pretend to count money;
children in center keep fluttering like birds)

The queen was in the parlor,
Eating bread with honey
(Children in circle walk forward
four steps, kneel and pretend to eat;
children in center keep fluttering like birds)

The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes;
(Children in circle pretend to pick up clothes,
then turn outward and hang them up.)

When down came a blackbird
Who snapped off her nose!
(Children in center flutter to, and run around,
those in the circle, one bird to one child, each snapping
off a nose. Those in the circle kneel and the birds each
hold up one finger to represent the nose.)

How To Teach Visual Spatial Learners

How To Teach Visual Spatial Learners

outdoor: Bird Park

I think this entry is long overdue. Ummi Salsabila did ask... but I was kinda busy that time to dig out photos. Apart from shopping complexes, restaurants, Atok&Wan's place... she goes to the park. But it has been awhile since we went to the park ever since she's sleeping through the night (ie 11pm/12am till 9/10am).

Here's what we did yesterday- Bird Park, KL.

DH decided not to teach individual bird's species *phew, I suck at that*. All were birds haha. I didn't BW although I did have the Beco with me, just in case. She had run running around, with us chasing after her. Daddy carried her whenever she got tired... all 3 of us were pretty tired after 2 hours :)

Still no luck with stroller.
The last time we used a stroller, coz I had a backache (must be collecting dust now). Pic was back in December, in a nearby park.
This is Ray... we should have a playdate again.

counting

We have the board books, poster, flash cards. But the way to teach are:

Daddy - lets her count the jellies
Mommy - sings nursery rhymes

Three blind mice. Three blind mice.
See how they run. See how they run.
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,
Did you ever see such a sight in your life,
As three blind mice?

*****
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full.
One for my master,
One for my dame,
And one for the little boy
Who lives down the lane.

*****
1 2 3 4 5
Once I caught a fish alive
6 7 8 9 10
Then I let it go again
Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so
Which finger did it bite?
This little finger on my right


*****

Trying to teach her to just use the easel, not anywhere else.

cars

unfortunate incidents of Arianna's mom with cars

  • reversed and hit a double parked car (not my fault) - pre uni days
  • got told off for driving fast (uni days, but DH was driving)
  • did I have a flat tyre in Penang? Had to jumpstart once
  • someone stole my W off the plate number (HUKM days)
  • hit the central divider and swerved 3 lanes to the left (post call)
  • hit the toll booth gate (it opened too slow, and I was rushing home for breaking Ramadhan fast)
  • got lost in PJ while going to pick up my new car (post call 36 hours in labour room)
  • got a flat tyre early morning (post night shift ED)
  • had a scratch at front bumper (small parking space with double parked cars)
  • driver dented my car...hallloooo parked car ok?!
  • small scratch on bumper by a patient's car?
  • today... as I went to submit my masters form... a flat tyre, thank God we were home, DH was driving

tire

2  [tahyuhr]  Show IPA ,noun, verb, tired, tir⋅ing.
–noun
1.a ring or band of rubber, either solid or hollow and inflated, or of metal, placed over the rim of a wheel to provide traction, resistance to wear, or other desirable properties.
2.a metal band attached to the outside of the felloes and forming the tread of a wagon wheel.
–verb (used with object)
3.to furnish with tires.
Also, British, tyre.

downhill journey...

... of BF.

She didn't BF today, nor yesterday. Not even early morning, not even before sleep during her groggy period.

My mistake, is not pumping.
Mon (18/5) pumped once at work
Tues - went home lunch time, but she did not BF
Wed - took afternoon off, took her to paeds, also did not BF
Thurs - whole day away&did not pump, NO MORE NIGHT FEVER&slept through the night 
Fri/Sat/Sun - BF less, slept through the night
Mon (25/5) - BF early morning, night. Pumped 2oz evening
Tues - no BF. Pumped NIL!
Wed - no BF. Pumped<1oz

The day hasn't ended, but she took her first nap at 3pm, and she fell asleep at 8.30pm, in my arms! Got tired learning about preposition with mommy.

prep⋅o⋅si⋅tion

1  [prep-uh-zish-uhn]  Show IPA
–noun Grammar.
any member of a class of words found in many languages that are used before nouns, pronouns, or other substantives to form phrases functioning as modifiers of verbs, nouns, or adjectives, and that typically express a spatial, temporal, or other relationship, asin, on, by, to, since.
Origin: 
1350–1400; ME preposicioun <>praepositiōn- (s. of praepositiō) a putting before, a prefix, preposition. See pre-, position 


prep⋅o⋅si⋅tion⋅al, adjective
prep⋅o⋅si⋅tion⋅al⋅ly, adverb


The often heard but misleading “rule” that a sentence should not end with a preposition is transferred from Latin, where it is an accurate description of practice. But English grammar is different from Latin grammar, and the rule does not fit English. In speech, the final preposition is normal and idiomatic, especially in questions:
What are we waiting for? Where did he come from? You didn't tell me which floor you worked on. In writing, the problem of placing the preposition arises most when a sentence ends with a relative clause in which the relative pronoun (that; whom; which; whomever; whichever; whomsoever) is the object of a preposition. In edited writing, especially more formal writing, when a pronoun other than that introduces a final relative clause, the preposition usually precedes its object: He abandoned the project to which he had devoted his whole life. I finally telephoned the representative with whom I had been corresponding. If the pronoun is that, which cannot be preceded by a preposition, or if the pronoun is omitted, then the preposition must occur at the end: The librarian found the books that the child had scribbled in. There is the woman he spoke of.