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  • If You're Happy And You Know You Swing Your Hair
    Thursday, December 11 / 00:40
    Girls/Ladies/Women, one of the many tasks you need to be able to do to tell whether you're mommy material; disciplining children. My everyday life is surrounded by children; both home and work. So shame on you Dayana, if you fail to handle kids well.

    It's like this, I'm pretty bothered by the kids my mom's babysitting. After the Britney's song saga(they pointed out the F-U-C-K for me), I constantly hear them saying it again, and again at home. Like any other parent, I'll ask, "Where the fuck in the world did they learn that from?" I mean hey, I only learnt of that very bad word(then) when I was like, 12 I think. I still remember when WWE was the in thing, there's this wrestler(can't remember his stage name), who had this alter ego act and he'll scream Suck It! Anyways, I'm sure all of you know the Mickey Mouse song, so today the youngest and the cutest kinda like put the F-U-C-K in it. My instant reaction was to give her a tight slap. While some might think it's not appropriate(since she's not my child), I guess that was my first step in telling them that such word cannot be tolerated in the house, and especially at their age. I've given them verbal warnings earlier, but it doesn't seem to work.

    Every child loves a reward, so I used this tactic before as well, "If you don't behave, I won't bring you out." But then again, it has a short term effect.

    I wonder, what are kids doing in school today? Besides the fact that they're already owning tech-gadgets, they are picking up the wrong things too. Have you seen/heard of primary school kids shuffling? And what about the smaller version of a typical malay mat, mini-mats to be precise; you see them in skinnies and trucker caps, and the way they walk/talk, macam my father own him money like that. Blame it on tv and internet, wide exposure isn't good for kids afterall. Look at High School Musical, don't you think it's not that good of a show for kids(though it's by Disney)? I have really young girls saying they like High School Musical because of Troy; coz he's cute. Anyways, what I'm saying is that parents should have a good overview of what their kids are exposed to.

    Back to my own issue, I'm really good at entertaining kids; like almost becoming a clown for them. But I'm still learning to understand them. Havings 3 kids at home is becoming a nightmare already. Though talking to them is the best solution, it's not as easy as you think.

    Holly. At the birthday party today, this girl was testing really my patience; she made this very annoying nyeh-nyeh sound to my very catchy birthday conga(I wanted to throw in the storeroom for making fun of my song like that), she screamed at me for a sticker; when I refused, she let out her palm and demanded one from(what a tiny ass right?) and she wanted to do everything first(instead of the birthday girl). Then all of a sudden, she became all touchy, she kept hugging and following me wherever I go. She screams "Dada!"(I guess she can't read my name) and makes a very slap-able face. When all the other kids were eating cakes, she came up to talk to me instead. And before she left the store, she hugged me and said, "Thank you, I love my bear." Ok now go, awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

    Kids, there's this magical touch in them.

    Nuff said, goodnight kiddos.