Friday 24 April 2009

Water Babies!

Lucas and Lyra both take to the water like ducks. They both started 'swimming' at 5 months. Children learnt to fear water from adults. Hence, I let water run down their faces when they shower since a few weeks old. So both do not have fear of water getting into their eyes. When adults do not make a big deal out of it, they also learnt that it is perfectly normal and they will not cry. I hope I can 'normalise' a lot of things this way and they will learn to be tougher.

Hot Surfer Dude
Hot Beach Babe

Sunday 5 April 2009

On my own 2 feet - Part 2

Here are 2 pics of Lyra trying to stand and standing.

This ambitious little lady will now let go of my hands when I hold her by the fingers into standing position. And she is attempting baby steps too. I had thought Lucas cruising at 9 months and walking at 10 months was fast... but this girl beat his Gor Gor to it.

Taking a practice break

"tah dah..."

Saturday 4 April 2009

我是毛毛虫

I dug up some of Lucas's toys so that Lyra could have some new toys to play with. Since she has shown interest in animals, like my neighbours' dogs, stray cats, birds etc, I thought she would probably like a wound up toy. So I took this cute green little caterpillar which Lucas used to like a lot, wound it up and let it 'crawl' towards her. And guess what! She stared at it and when it started to get close to her hands, she let out a sharp cry, turned towards me and started crawling real fast towards me to be carried! She was afraid of it... ha ha ha... We test it out by giving her the toy a couple of times and each time, she would turn away with a disgusted cry. I was totally surprised since she was not afraid of Lucas's dinosaur toy which lets out a ferocious roar! In comparison, the caterpillar is simply adorable... Well,... I would have to 'educate' her on this... until then, no creepy crawlies for Lyra.

Harmless 毛毛虫

In comparison to Lucas's T-Rex which moves and roars

**Afternote: I'm pleased to say Lyra no longer fears the caterpillar and will proceed to 'devour' it when she gets hold of it.