tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69603563605233768322024-03-05T19:21:03.896+08:00The Teeny TravelerEmpihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comBlogger234125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-24464099206854086832011-12-25T01:00:00.003+08:002012-01-07T16:14:58.312+08:00You can only have ice cream sundaes on Christmas Eve<div style="text-align: justify;">During the day on the 24th, the kids were absolutely bouncing off the walls at my parents' house, and with Lola doing all the cooking for noche buena and Mik arriving only on the evening flight, Lolo and I decided to take the kids to Reston Town Center for a runaround. As soon as she saw the skating rink, Bella immediately started pestering me to go skating: "Mama, can we go skating? Mama can we go skating? Mama <i>please</i> can we go skating?" Initially, I was all, no, no, no, we're just here to walk around, and what would we do with Matias and Lolo? And then it dawned on me: send them home. Matias and Lolo get along like peas and carrots, and without Bella around to rile him up, Matias is a pretty mellow kid. So we sent Lolo and Matias off, and Bella and I had one of our best Mama-Bella afternoons ever. Skating in the sunshine followed by some shopping and Bella's first (!) ice cream sundae ever. It helps that since it was a special day, she is now convinced that sundaes only exist on Christmas Eve. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCadb0wajGsv-Moe_o-lOPjT2__W97zF2xUeZogtZXvNI3ztIyTvbAoXhnY6OyIjFQ56v_UCQEzLlzlXYRn76Jzhs70dncl8LV1FK7NBaHRNTK3tta5iQjbiyjqjho_IGgRdqnqVpOn4E/s1600/IMG_0010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCadb0wajGsv-Moe_o-lOPjT2__W97zF2xUeZogtZXvNI3ztIyTvbAoXhnY6OyIjFQ56v_UCQEzLlzlXYRn76Jzhs70dncl8LV1FK7NBaHRNTK3tta5iQjbiyjqjho_IGgRdqnqVpOn4E/s400/IMG_0010.jpg" width="300" /></a></div>OK, I admit it. In this photo, I wasn't really taking a photo of Bella but of the mom in the ridiculous get-up behind her. Semi-sheer tights and hot pants for ice skating, riiiiight. Oh, and earmuffs to keep her warm!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHO0hhXpa4LbPCvckZ3pP_DrzyoX4p2Td1N66oaThzCt-4Ogxzcf3G509M8QlDyB4oDVL1Yk3bOBM_0xI71jVyghkW6Vv0U1iS-vETrcL9PrihaCa-EbQXmqr-Yv4TPcnASNpOGKUTLI/s1600/IMG_0016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHO0hhXpa4LbPCvckZ3pP_DrzyoX4p2Td1N66oaThzCt-4Ogxzcf3G509M8QlDyB4oDVL1Yk3bOBM_0xI71jVyghkW6Vv0U1iS-vETrcL9PrihaCa-EbQXmqr-Yv4TPcnASNpOGKUTLI/s400/IMG_0016.jpg" width="300" /></a></div> Mama. This is the most delicious thing EVER.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhehgx45kjFoW0-U6eSqtPFyOtlxkVcFdYX9dLJLzMgJbGXOSCZVc58Td3O4CgPmgcAVRm54shAm9aSdmJtj0Vc6bFgmGzy_MluG9urjFmNC4sK-OuhTpA3bA3-AeNWx8bY5l5AOVDxP24/s1600/IMG_0025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhehgx45kjFoW0-U6eSqtPFyOtlxkVcFdYX9dLJLzMgJbGXOSCZVc58Td3O4CgPmgcAVRm54shAm9aSdmJtj0Vc6bFgmGzy_MluG9urjFmNC4sK-OuhTpA3bA3-AeNWx8bY5l5AOVDxP24/s400/IMG_0025.jpg" width="300" /></a></div> Merry Christmas from Reston, Virginia!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVV3Y5seNkuu479UYVdOr3WA14tjSd5-e17DGBtoToDqFWD3Q7BG0YyWLMiVTkZki-XO4UW4cFv2obkTGcaCfx8K_j-Hh8vmGQMbdwzg2ZJ6tegMU2hneP62sOz54V0r9zJngFMUePv68/s1600/IMG_0033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVV3Y5seNkuu479UYVdOr3WA14tjSd5-e17DGBtoToDqFWD3Q7BG0YyWLMiVTkZki-XO4UW4cFv2obkTGcaCfx8K_j-Hh8vmGQMbdwzg2ZJ6tegMU2hneP62sOz54V0r9zJngFMUePv68/s400/IMG_0033.jpg" width="300" /></a></div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-32270635129197611762011-11-29T08:39:00.004+08:002011-11-29T08:56:29.004+08:00Singapore Humidity: 1; Gingerbread House: 0<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">After basic construction, we meant to leave it overnight for the icing to harden... only to find that by the next morning, the gingerbread had soaked up so much moisture that it had collapsed into itself...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVNIPsKjwVVGxmUGCoAOfQOosjEd4Dhia4rA4N4mlo3u_g4Medybn2IpFXpSWPuZ1Y2kdpl8_YkgOZIuskWAC2VcqD82ymoD6WQcihDbSORA0kx8i_b8YPqp0ckB8FpSDDn4TCiHnyGzo/s1600/DSC_0947.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVNIPsKjwVVGxmUGCoAOfQOosjEd4Dhia4rA4N4mlo3u_g4Medybn2IpFXpSWPuZ1Y2kdpl8_YkgOZIuskWAC2VcqD82ymoD6WQcihDbSORA0kx8i_b8YPqp0ckB8FpSDDn4TCiHnyGzo/s400/DSC_0947.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">...rendering my ingenious ant-defying solution moot.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIWVjw-jQsW3uOz3cVWAdHuJaj5TFhFnYZPQf-OwV-_fBk5jSbKMFZEpeb8dTSE8yksiiBgRFO-ufaKZsSGBmaWbpXm2OmbZ_zOGbDtRLLe10K3UtqOIzB6tnSIvxerDD2HJCbujzy3Fc/s1600/DSC_0946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIWVjw-jQsW3uOz3cVWAdHuJaj5TFhFnYZPQf-OwV-_fBk5jSbKMFZEpeb8dTSE8yksiiBgRFO-ufaKZsSGBmaWbpXm2OmbZ_zOGbDtRLLe10K3UtqOIzB6tnSIvxerDD2HJCbujzy3Fc/s400/DSC_0946.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Ever the optimist, bit quickly sees the bright side of things - she's a one-girl salvaging/disposal crew! And I guess we'll have to find something to do with all the decoration candy...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwkVQiO56OXV_-eNiq-vWFmSnZNvf3XTko24la9K3M6PIo4fsSOdkq5QbHBIqK7Fwye42mfowACNVKKqKU65MBIQk1wWEPR5-GPMBIkHbpibMg9R4N8TGAQ9gOe-qXDe7480oioZKd6zI/s1600/DSC_0950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwkVQiO56OXV_-eNiq-vWFmSnZNvf3XTko24la9K3M6PIo4fsSOdkq5QbHBIqK7Fwye42mfowACNVKKqKU65MBIQk1wWEPR5-GPMBIkHbpibMg9R4N8TGAQ9gOe-qXDe7480oioZKd6zI/s400/DSC_0950.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Too bad I didn't take any "before" photos... it was a pretty sturdy looking house, but clearly no match for 98% humidity. </div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-85737770040077998002011-11-24T18:19:00.026+08:002011-11-25T18:53:48.480+08:00160 handmade coin purses<div style="text-align: justify;">"<i>When</i> exactly do we get you back?" Mik asked at 11 pm one night, as I zoned out to central asian music while fusing hundreds of pieces of interfacing to rectangles of 6"x4" fabric. In case anyone in Singapore was wondering why I'd disappeared for the past couple of weeks... I was at home, making these (from scratch) for my cousin Jo's wedding in Dallas last weekend. Each one in muslin, canvas and/or vintage print, with handsewn buttons (again, "vintage," though I didn't have the foresight to grab my mom's button box last time I was home, so by the end I was snipping buttons off Mik's old sportcoats, ssssh).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRHecrNDe0CousHBtPeVAoqxtLBK201Jys9XevhrYJlg1giEVuJe6t3b-L98Fs_XhKtUYpPuvmXQWrMK7GBxSt6ijVWTdHtEwCmmSs1IirkpdmNOOSKgbba1xHAMCqf43NVicfgipTV5U/s1600/DSC_0843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRHecrNDe0CousHBtPeVAoqxtLBK201Jys9XevhrYJlg1giEVuJe6t3b-L98Fs_XhKtUYpPuvmXQWrMK7GBxSt6ijVWTdHtEwCmmSs1IirkpdmNOOSKgbba1xHAMCqf43NVicfgipTV5U/s400/DSC_0843.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">The upside is, I'm now pretty quick at making these. Kind of by necessity. I spent a lot of time on the engineering (had only a few casualties) so that I had the most efficient design and process. AND I actually planned my supplies so I only had to make <a href="http://theteenytraveler.blogspot.com/2011/10/back-in-saddle.html" target="_blank">one trip to the textile center</a>. That was about a month before the wedding, when I mailed Jo photos of the prototypes and asked what she thought. She LOVED them, she said; I patted myself on the back; aaaaand then I lost steam. I went on some trips, spent a lot of time reading*, and the sewing machine sat. And sat. And sat. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Fast-forward to a week before the wedding, and I had... the 20 prototypes I had made in late October. Luckily, Jo emailed to pare down the guest list (originally 200-ish) and to apologize in case I had made too many ("No problem!!" was, of course, my response).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">So by the last week, I gave myself a quota of finishing 50 a day (to give myself an 'extra' day to pack and spend time with the kids before I left), which turned out to be cake. In theory, the idea was to get the process down so I can churn these out in various designs, sizes, etc. and revive my Etsy shop. But I've been back since Monday night, and the sewing machine has sat. And sat. And sat. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Note that this blog is going up AFTER the wedding - didn't want to make anyone nervous by posting it beforehand. Not that anyone involved with the wedding would've been surprised to know that I volunteered... and then procrastinated... just a little bit. They're all family, after all, and have known me for quite some time. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Pics below of the process (kind of) and the finished products, made with love, all packaged up and ready to hand out!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&captions=1&noautoplay=1&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fempimorn%2Falbumid%2F5678464237353543905%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCI31n5WA0s7FqAE%26hl%3Den_US" height="267" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400"></embed></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">* The new Jeffrey Eugenides, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0050IERQA/ref=docs-os-doi_0">The Marriage Plot</a>; Susan Casey's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Devils-Teeth-Obsession-Survival-Americas/dp/0805080112/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1322129630&sr=8-2">The Devil's Teeth</a>, about Great White sharks; <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Paris-Wife-Novel-Paula-McLain/dp/0345521307/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1322129840&sr=1-1">The Paris Wife</a>, about Hemingway's first wife; and <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Snuff-Novel-Discworld-Novels/dp/0062011847/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1322129814&sr=8-1">Snuff</a>, a fun Terry Pratchett - all four highly recommended... I actually read a few more (and just parts of a couple more) that I <i>wouldn't</i> recommend. When I read, I tend to go on a tear. No bestseller list or "Amazon recommends..." is safe from me. Especially when armed with my awesome new Kindle Fire. More on that later.</div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-55955891936605955122011-10-14T10:29:00.000+08:002011-10-14T10:29:10.703+08:00Bella's Dada phase<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Kinda cool collage artwork by Bella:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilh976e_3IWlaX8lpUHVO-FzEIz7tgO_LOzAa-CGbFOfF6EAK7BJlt4LpXWPJMzsb4XN11RKqgEfKhA5ZrytrggecUU4QfL0jju6PvdJgLurAwJLQxgm-1YVCOgPX_T6FAgauWAFtP0RI/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilh976e_3IWlaX8lpUHVO-FzEIz7tgO_LOzAa-CGbFOfF6EAK7BJlt4LpXWPJMzsb4XN11RKqgEfKhA5ZrytrggecUU4QfL0jju6PvdJgLurAwJLQxgm-1YVCOgPX_T6FAgauWAFtP0RI/s640/DSC_0076.JPG" width="424" /></a></div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-78307933102962546082011-10-14T08:45:00.001+08:002011-10-14T08:45:55.916+08:00$2 store score<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Spotted at Daiso, the Japanese $2 store, where I went for treats and little toys for Matias' birthday party:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisIgsJ-jrJ-YWm17BzZm2saJwZ2CzOSRxGfvmsBViiGJ1xIskpAmiYjhKON_0Z33CUVPtCxjaFY5w8bXe8RJcNZ03y9AKuk3kOlLnweTP0TC0qRKX8MfVq8S5WjusKzlaRXVUBl1IxM0U/s640/blogger-image--1798829121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisIgsJ-jrJ-YWm17BzZm2saJwZ2CzOSRxGfvmsBViiGJ1xIskpAmiYjhKON_0Z33CUVPtCxjaFY5w8bXe8RJcNZ03y9AKuk3kOlLnweTP0TC0qRKX8MfVq8S5WjusKzlaRXVUBl1IxM0U/s640/blogger-image--1798829121.jpg" /></a></div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-26933521851534825592011-10-12T22:35:00.007+08:002011-10-14T08:46:35.712+08:00Bumblebee in Louboutins11 a.m. last Sunday. An almost-6-yr-old's interpretation of 'party wear'. To clarify: not a Halloween party.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMdZJfVjXWGvDzZyWKRab-vNISZiQRq2iYK84xYuP3KRvO5u8bFsDkgHxn5En6cw-4c4ZI2q6eoz-a7zvo8_5vsp8TiepZpJFXhKl0Xjx8dOBA1Vd-WMfJ2RM3B6rLyLzvmQ_aMJOX4t4/s1600/IMG_3688.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMdZJfVjXWGvDzZyWKRab-vNISZiQRq2iYK84xYuP3KRvO5u8bFsDkgHxn5En6cw-4c4ZI2q6eoz-a7zvo8_5vsp8TiepZpJFXhKl0Xjx8dOBA1Vd-WMfJ2RM3B6rLyLzvmQ_aMJOX4t4/s640/IMG_3688.jpg" width="480" /></a>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-17168337962716328492011-10-12T08:08:00.003+08:002011-10-13T01:17:32.967+08:00Matias learns to count<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Turns out Theresa's been stealthily teaching Matias all kinds of Tagalog. Here we were thinking she was only teaching him Lady Gaga lyrics. Bonus!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwLfeUR1fieyQmP8ayPq_qLN2sueztWt6zw5tj2ETEerUWhmB0Un5pp1Myy2gWZNklk3RUzFeJn-g5wdr1LUg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-28953421261738671522011-10-07T10:34:00.005+08:002011-10-07T10:37:42.173+08:00Back in the saddle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">My poor neglected sewing machine is back out of the closet, this time to make 180+ little coin purses as favors for my cousin's wedding in November. I'm looking at it as a bit of a boot camp, though - to get the creative juices flowing again so I can get <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/empimorn">my poor neglected etsy shop</a> back online. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghzVRL_mm1m8hkOFwH2ER3CxZsHoU84R4BiPtYJr4NlqyZxBEDdR6n7qBU24uRiUR4hxwO2xt1CXrQZDq4v2C4v1HkyJtdaApAdmdNJTOljusRrFcXTDLszpQdszH3HtRlFg66-uLQvu0/s1600/IMG_3684.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghzVRL_mm1m8hkOFwH2ER3CxZsHoU84R4BiPtYJr4NlqyZxBEDdR6n7qBU24uRiUR4hxwO2xt1CXrQZDq4v2C4v1HkyJtdaApAdmdNJTOljusRrFcXTDLszpQdszH3HtRlFg66-uLQvu0/s320/IMG_3684.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>Step 1 (my favorite) - going out to source supplies. I had always been dejected when shopping for fabric and notions in Singapore. The main reason-- it's EXPENSIVE! We live in the Orchard Road area, where, well, everything is expensive. The couple of quilting & craft shops I've been to aren't even worth mentioning because fabric is $20/yard and seemingly sourced from the U.S. and the U.K. anyway. So imagine how excited I was to find this place, just a 10 minute cab ride away!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><u><b>Random tips</b></u>: Highly recommend the <a href="http://www.ghmhotels.com/">Chedi Chiang Mai</a> - great rooms, great food, great service. Got a great rainy-season deal on Agoda, but food/drinks were on the expensive side for Thailand. Speaking of rain, it did rain almost every minute we were there, but it just made everything seem much more lush and clean (and importantly, cool). We just shlepped a couple of hotel umbrellas with us wherever we went.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For transport within Chiang Mai, we had the option of using the hotel car and driver for 400 baht (13 USD) an hour, or hire a taxi for 300 baht (9 USD) an hour, and I'm glad I sprung for the extra $4 for the hotel driver. He ended up being a mini-tour guide, and had some great recommendations for attractions and places to visit, AND helped keep an eye on Bella, AND had cold bottles of water and frozen towels waiting for us in the car. Whattadeal!</span><br />
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Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-78155923020030591592011-05-18T10:51:00.001+08:002011-05-18T10:56:15.121+08:00Wedding Day<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Bella recruits Matias to play "wedding":</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhraDQ-zbyaH-h0LXEcW4KvAG5MqORk3TrPMJaT5P5iuQVipq7oq1lKkcrcvZID0lvhs2MpNv_viIyGvS7VBGtKz8L9JnX_vb0XYPGXmHuqyIBpHLQKt5knKXFy3LmAqtVJgq2gmbHvWE/s1600/May+2011.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhraDQ-zbyaH-h0LXEcW4KvAG5MqORk3TrPMJaT5P5iuQVipq7oq1lKkcrcvZID0lvhs2MpNv_viIyGvS7VBGtKz8L9JnX_vb0XYPGXmHuqyIBpHLQKt5knKXFy3LmAqtVJgq2gmbHvWE/s400/May+2011.jpg" /></a> </div><br />
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</div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-66308689564951090022011-02-13T20:54:00.005+08:002011-02-13T21:43:25.798+08:00I guess that means no Picasso, then.<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Bella, after 45 minutes of looking at contemporary art at the Singapore Art Museum: "Mama, you know, everything in this museum is wrong, or broken."</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuWVQWMRQp2QkZ3w4JXndGi-0wLddtj7_J5qQOdhJsuR_mtNQ1AqkDFqDwKWmo0sruBLfL_IE_spCj01mEls3kqFap8VSFWalhEDyZUO_RcBIJoXqugD1YALNsdbZUWdVMrUZETxLWnU4/s1600/IMG_1288.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuWVQWMRQp2QkZ3w4JXndGi-0wLddtj7_J5qQOdhJsuR_mtNQ1AqkDFqDwKWmo0sruBLfL_IE_spCj01mEls3kqFap8VSFWalhEDyZUO_RcBIJoXqugD1YALNsdbZUWdVMrUZETxLWnU4/s400/IMG_1288.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
The rabbit/baby that finally broke the camel's back:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm0X5yaLLjSHVk_s62o3GmYcVeYxB8NbNRLLhTmpAaWFo9QHg_inl5KmojRFfHV_-8ONiZoNN6MKLwlVgf2Qyy9Y-IlLpwnqCcxIePMhoe7Wbl2tqLJ7z_b6Sk9EcxcJnTavm24nwAopY/s1600/rabbitart.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm0X5yaLLjSHVk_s62o3GmYcVeYxB8NbNRLLhTmpAaWFo9QHg_inl5KmojRFfHV_-8ONiZoNN6MKLwlVgf2Qyy9Y-IlLpwnqCcxIePMhoe7Wbl2tqLJ7z_b6Sk9EcxcJnTavm24nwAopY/s1600/rabbitart.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I've always been an enthusiastic, unabashed lover of modern art, but: If you've ever wondered if your love of contemporary art was getting out of hand, seeing some with a highly opinionated 5 year old might just be the pinch of salt you needed.<br />
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Singapore Art Museum<br />
71 Bras Basah Rd., Singapore</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><a href="http://www.singaporeartmuseum.sg/" style="color: #990000; text-decoration: none;">www.singaporeartmuseum.sg</a></span></div><br />
</div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-56459991139702650552011-01-17T11:51:00.000+08:002011-01-17T11:51:05.253+08:00Post-Jello CraziesThought it would be fun to make Jello jigglers for the kids. Clearly it's never going to happen again.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://www.wavehousesentosa.com/">Wave House Sentosa</a>, Siloso Beach in Sentosa</span></span>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-53866813938147999822010-09-23T10:05:00.017+08:002010-09-23T14:22:40.604+08:00Things that make a 4-year-old fashionista cryBella, as I was getting dressed to go out for drinks with friends last week sometime: "Mama, don't wear those shoes, wear these ones."<br />
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Me: "But don't you think these are supercool and kind of funky?"<br />
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Bella: "What funky means? Mama, I don't like those shoes. Wear the highers with the lace." [In Bella World, heels are "highers," weights are "strongers," and the microwave is the "hotter." Makes sense to me.]<br />
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Me (pulling rank, putting on my shoes of choice): "Um, no, I'm wearing a flowery top so I can't wear lacy shoes. I'm wearing these."<br />
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Bella: "Mama, if you wear those shoes, I'll be very sad."<br />
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And here's Matias, contemplating whether they could, in a pinch, be eaten:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhv9LYA60aTgZ3XYR7z2QLMxM85aDwF4P5BMiSgBpyjucd2GnQRItHi_P0k46HBrZaX7oShjVAYF2Lc1uxWINPzRU96qDnxeLkL1n5Fnd9m2kP6PBstL-bE6Yyz4q5W_aTjso_ktpzF1Y/s1600/IMG_1597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhv9LYA60aTgZ3XYR7z2QLMxM85aDwF4P5BMiSgBpyjucd2GnQRItHi_P0k46HBrZaX7oShjVAYF2Lc1uxWINPzRU96qDnxeLkL1n5Fnd9m2kP6PBstL-bE6Yyz4q5W_aTjso_ktpzF1Y/s400/IMG_1597.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.melissa.com.br/en/produtos/detalhe/64/melissa-troupe-alexandre-herchcovitch">Melissa/Alexandre Herchcovitch jelly-wedge-oxfordy shoes</a>, from Pedder Red. Also available online from <a href="http://www.saksfifthavenue.com/main/ProductDetail.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=282574492713490&PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524446375706&R=845239040874&P_name=Melissa&sid=12B3C7EDE1CC&bmUID=iIWRIN0">Saks Fifth Avenue</a>. Because despite what this particular 4-year-old thinks, they really ARE supercool.</div><img height="96" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhv9LYA60aTgZ3XYR7z2QLMxM85aDwF4P5BMiSgBpyjucd2GnQRItHi_P0k46HBrZaX7oShjVAYF2Lc1uxWINPzRU96qDnxeLkL1n5Fnd9m2kP6PBstL-bE6Yyz4q5W_aTjso_ktpzF1Y/s400/IMG_1597.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 230px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 1135px; visibility: hidden;" width="72" />Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-74613322904523061202010-08-11T13:10:00.000+08:002010-08-11T13:10:36.660+08:00Kids in Stockholm: Junibacken<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Just back from 2 weeks (was that all?) in Europe. Since going through the trip sequentially is, decidedly, for squares, I'll start with a great Stockholm destination for young'uns. It's a major plus if they're familiar with Astrid Lindgren's stories, of course, since that's what <a href="http://www.junibacken.se/">Junibacken</a> is all about - Pippi Långstrump (Pippi Longstocking in english), Emil, Karlsson på Taket, etc. It's an indoor museum with multiple play areas, a cafe, a little theater, and a great shop. The highlight is the Sagotåget, the Storybook train, which is a short (10 minutes, maybe?) ride that takes you through a bunch of the Astrid Lindgren stories. They can set it for 12 different languages, so no need to brush up on your Swedish for this one. We also lucked out, since we hadn't consulted a schedule beforehand, but just as we got off the ride, a Pippi show was about to start. Unfortunately, the performances are (as far as I know) only in Swedish, so maybe not as interesting for tourists and visitors. Matias had a great time crawling and cruising around all the play areas, and even sat still for the Storybook train ride. All in all, we spent an amazing 3 hours there - more than twice the usual time we spend at our "usual" Djurgården destination, <a href="http://www.skansen.se/">Skansen</a>, and since I could sit and relax while Matias and Bella were running around, I was able to recharge for the next 3 hours of walking we (well, I-- the kids were in the stroller) did around town.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrB98KRFvxdR8M-zmRcon64xw7YeVZYQO1foBbqInyH-BlpgNevQf6ToLqBKDbEPQmNrjw2OX2Lia48C7WMyrJbGtZh0HbBdJ1ycuBLEIWZqtqtMBMJO45t-0a1ld9qsCmz2UIuMF39as/s1600/IMG_0983.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrB98KRFvxdR8M-zmRcon64xw7YeVZYQO1foBbqInyH-BlpgNevQf6ToLqBKDbEPQmNrjw2OX2Lia48C7WMyrJbGtZh0HbBdJ1ycuBLEIWZqtqtMBMJO45t-0a1ld9qsCmz2UIuMF39as/s400/IMG_0983.JPG" /></a> </div>Think Bella's excited to get on the Storybook train? Nooooooo......<br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguM-hIms9HdF5pS8N3H2bYX7axL-hI-0ygSx_3m1NAo76Orv61pzhIHGm-jUBgjI0oNdaYirltIOnTr4G-MDs5Iv0N_ULrd2alk28fJyG8B0jJiXzIhnAp-IgK3tMi99fclul1lDfzHkU/s1600/IMG_0990.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguM-hIms9HdF5pS8N3H2bYX7axL-hI-0ygSx_3m1NAo76Orv61pzhIHGm-jUBgjI0oNdaYirltIOnTr4G-MDs5Iv0N_ULrd2alk28fJyG8B0jJiXzIhnAp-IgK3tMi99fclul1lDfzHkU/s400/IMG_0990.JPG" /></a> </div>At Villa Villekulla, Pippi Långstrump's house:<br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwTJiZ7QHXjk5YHmd5Pokyw4sZTYDndf-NpW6EHTW33rY2VdhmvbE0QRvI-V-mUkjiI8OEwJgNaGOsPSlDqY1cPxB9EMjrLF-rBwbO46MpZpC4EfGoUWJwuLHJZPhoghhH3vCyXyXKAfs/s1600/IMG_1002.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwTJiZ7QHXjk5YHmd5Pokyw4sZTYDndf-NpW6EHTW33rY2VdhmvbE0QRvI-V-mUkjiI8OEwJgNaGOsPSlDqY1cPxB9EMjrLF-rBwbO46MpZpC4EfGoUWJwuLHJZPhoghhH3vCyXyXKAfs/s400/IMG_1002.JPG" /></a> </div>Matias getting written up for extreme cuteness by Konstable Kling:<br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0V0TdwODXQ14XbYf5f9RmOWW09A30AxPKlQkGRQUhadacWTQ7to0OfZgoLfCIV15FRc0CTfA384Zqbo2TGgKuQVfAYXGfLq6SheKf6HHZW0ekM3-TRMHAdSVRCpPlHLZO9h-gbjPpd2A/s1600/IMG_1006.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0V0TdwODXQ14XbYf5f9RmOWW09A30AxPKlQkGRQUhadacWTQ7to0OfZgoLfCIV15FRc0CTfA384Zqbo2TGgKuQVfAYXGfLq6SheKf6HHZW0ekM3-TRMHAdSVRCpPlHLZO9h-gbjPpd2A/s400/IMG_1006.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">On Djurgården, near the National and Vasa Museums. Opening times and more information on their website: <a href="http://www.junibacken.se/">http://www.junibacken.se/</a></div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-29434586246707040942010-07-22T10:39:00.014+08:002010-07-22T22:17:38.289+08:00Check out these moves<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">This Sunday, after a wet morning on Pulau Ubin, one of Bella's friends from school had a "Rhythm In Me" party at some outfit at the mall. Turns out it was more or less a dancing party, with a really enthusiastic party organizer lady who danced around with the kids and led them in all kinds of wriggling-about type shenanigans. Anyway, this was the highlight, when she handed out glo-sticks and cut the lights, and all of a sudden I was transported back to my glory days shaking my booty all night long with my friend Gabi at <a href="http://www.sturecompagniet.se/">Sturecompagniet</a>. Come to think of it, Bella's dancing here is totally Gabi-style. As in, funny and kind of stylish in a way, and yet bordering on COMPLETELY LUNATIC BECAUSE NORMAL PEOPLE DO NOT DO THIS.</div><object height="250" width="400"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8ccSEhCTr8&hl=en_US&fs=1?rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8ccSEhCTr8&hl=en_US&fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"></embed></object><br />
<a href="http://www.gracekids.com.sg/">Grace Kids Singapore</a> - kid party hell... uh, I mean heaven. Actually, they do a good job. And I'll take a music/dancing party over Barbie and Princesses any day.Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-87008921605537243652010-07-20T20:19:00.006+08:002010-07-20T20:35:46.963+08:00Rapid escalation: box earrings<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify;">At this point, I don't really have an excuse because I'm not jetlagged anymore (or, at least, I shouldn't be). But about a week ago, I got it into my head that I'd like to remember how to make an origami cube. So I went online, and found instructions to make the one on the right. It turned out OK, but it was far more convoluted than the cube I remembered making as a kid, so I looked around some more.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2paw7ibl849TP3wYnjrou7dYZEjpDo4wgsDzHypVKBFqrw3XsLqMo3mOD5zpJBJQx2eqcMBJHGGrledSu-2CdwKJQTSZzSgc9jlWt1kKDbu6My-18c5w-CGXJDrAXomlYCrH3Q-t0mUA/s1600/IMG_0622.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2paw7ibl849TP3wYnjrou7dYZEjpDo4wgsDzHypVKBFqrw3XsLqMo3mOD5zpJBJQx2eqcMBJHGGrledSu-2CdwKJQTSZzSgc9jlWt1kKDbu6My-18c5w-CGXJDrAXomlYCrH3Q-t0mUA/s400/IMG_0622.JPG" /></a></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify;">I found the one I remembered (easy peasy, lemon squeezy, as Bella's friend Thibo says), and made a largeish one, about 1.5" a side...</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAWe22-X3BQwRCZ_VVKhiTq1N5P-4QaEOTeuTmfLOXooFQ3UmMMa3btRsN0NmcsaeBnilfgIl31OY38GV90eFw-7IIeGGMmU_PVkFrhvZHB00HV6HiclpMkxvImaKuPsNtDYITVL0VtA/s1600/IMG_0621.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAWe22-X3BQwRCZ_VVKhiTq1N5P-4QaEOTeuTmfLOXooFQ3UmMMa3btRsN0NmcsaeBnilfgIl31OY38GV90eFw-7IIeGGMmU_PVkFrhvZHB00HV6HiclpMkxvImaKuPsNtDYITVL0VtA/s400/IMG_0621.JPG" /></a></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify;">And then in a complete fit of maniacal miniaturization (if it's not in the Merck Manual, it ought to be, I have all the symptoms), proceeded to make them smaller, smaller, smaller, until this bunch, which are now about the size of dice.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVxgSsyThKKmQ7o_nxFcA3E68u-DUYojS-bMiqn1CreVFdKIgKh-uhnkkS207rh4xNMPq317AbVkvW_mX-2Ng5WyoKoUZEXxy-umuSVfg8_yJT-lpdTeitYgnX78XgTX-xCliq68i8REs/s1600/IMG_0623.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVxgSsyThKKmQ7o_nxFcA3E68u-DUYojS-bMiqn1CreVFdKIgKh-uhnkkS207rh4xNMPq317AbVkvW_mX-2Ng5WyoKoUZEXxy-umuSVfg8_yJT-lpdTeitYgnX78XgTX-xCliq68i8REs/s400/IMG_0623.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: justify;">And then what else can you do but dunk them in mod podge and polyurethane, grab the pliers, hang them on some posts and make them into earrings?</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbR_xezVBXL7rWv2kV1gW9pnyA_zwdu6tgF9FCk7e1zLG2jBc1G-ZgJeBnKCxfeQxLDon9kaZ-D7CqYEMnQQa4NJ44lQcTiwL70ui5ThN5eAROCEIuQ-KvYAU_Yd15YwazkkD9IgNi4g/s1600/IMG_0626.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbR_xezVBXL7rWv2kV1gW9pnyA_zwdu6tgF9FCk7e1zLG2jBc1G-ZgJeBnKCxfeQxLDon9kaZ-D7CqYEMnQQa4NJ44lQcTiwL70ui5ThN5eAROCEIuQ-KvYAU_Yd15YwazkkD9IgNi4g/s400/IMG_0626.JPG" /></a></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify;">Yes, ta-daaaah indeed. Yes, one of these days I'll take some good pictures and put them up in my <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/empimorn">etsy shop</a>. Yes, I know I will never make money this way.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify;">ps. The other random kind of freaky story about these crazy earrings is that the morning AFTER I made the first bunch of boxes, I ran into a woman here in Singapore who I went to middle school with. That in itself would make you say, huh, someone you knew from 7th grade orchestra in Northern Virginia, now belonging to the same club in Singapore, OK, small world. But yeah, it wouldn't be so weird, except that one of the things I remember about my friend Amy is that for the 8th grade Economics Fair, she and my friend Carrie made and sold little origami box earrings just like these. So let's say she was subconsciously on my mind, and then the next day when I went to lunch, there she was, 20+ years and half a world away from the last time I ever saw her. Beat THAT with a stick.</div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-91040949953907365862010-07-19T14:23:00.003+08:002010-07-19T14:31:18.478+08:00Origami obsession<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM9m5fOfcvWN3JTTHxyYCyHeABoVoYrWp_AQoq1Segy-FKovF6zU7HsdfoGMIEWuaxWDcyA3nZXuBugd0YmuY59cxkO5E1Wgd24TxJ1J-MNN5qv6vS53KDhKOvig37j5G59qDW_APszgE/s1600/IMG_0493.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM9m5fOfcvWN3JTTHxyYCyHeABoVoYrWp_AQoq1Segy-FKovF6zU7HsdfoGMIEWuaxWDcyA3nZXuBugd0YmuY59cxkO5E1Wgd24TxJ1J-MNN5qv6vS53KDhKOvig37j5G59qDW_APszgE/s400/IMG_0493.JPG" /></a></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify;">I'm way behind on actual Teeny Traveler entries; since my last post we've come back to Singapore, spent a weekend in Bali, and if I don't hurry I'm going to lap myself twice over - we're headed to Sweden/Finland (and me for a weekend fun getaway to Spain) in, oh, approximately 104 hours. As usual I have tons of work to do and probably some packing to think about, but in the past few days I've somehow got myself an insane origami box obsession. I'm still trying to sort out how to put these up in my etsy shop, since selling these would involve mailing them, and getting these to someone without getting crushed is going to be a challenge. I'm almost there, though - the solution involves a few coats of Mod Podge and Polyurethane (to give the boxes more stability/strength), an inner styrofoam form and a bit of bubble wrap. The square boxes are absolutely adorable - 1" square, and the octagonal boxes are just gorgeous. I found myself a supplier just around the corner for a great selection of papers - I've found that I have to go there sans kids or husband, because I just can't bear to hear, "Let's go, let's go, let's go, Mama/Honey it's time to go!" while I'm standing there stroking and drooling over all those rolls of washi/chiyogami/yuzen. Yummmmmmmmmm.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi58XCsOyFjcbz5iyjgj9yVHMBvRgOlZhXC0DzvLy9ncfmr922e12k5jCCpdXyFdTSNeC-_hME3NmSsX6AQN9X7WEWaXttkUaE99JRht04PWDjztXytYkYEfrTLYw4rRs3gTB_Bmy3Sq0E/s1600/IMG_0494.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi58XCsOyFjcbz5iyjgj9yVHMBvRgOlZhXC0DzvLy9ncfmr922e12k5jCCpdXyFdTSNeC-_hME3NmSsX6AQN9X7WEWaXttkUaE99JRht04PWDjztXytYkYEfrTLYw4rRs3gTB_Bmy3Sq0E/s400/IMG_0494.JPG" width="300" /></a> </div><br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-7_gMZH_OQvFkm4ElMopZPpGPf5GTYqD_NYLSYRy6IEgt0zrCc4xKtXpyGpK3fyO1dSvFkSWB6fPxPgjAstN4EXa3rRR5x7u6BFzDN6yVeG6OH1ZRdOEc4j3-M2CFQOQCPTjVlKjI9ek/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-7_gMZH_OQvFkm4ElMopZPpGPf5GTYqD_NYLSYRy6IEgt0zrCc4xKtXpyGpK3fyO1dSvFkSWB6fPxPgjAstN4EXa3rRR5x7u6BFzDN6yVeG6OH1ZRdOEc4j3-M2CFQOQCPTjVlKjI9ek/s400/IMG_0497.JPG" /></a> </div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-30258999978978811632010-06-29T04:32:00.002+08:002010-06-29T07:25:39.683+08:00We are the square robots<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_bcbHddkW270gtibvEshWOrgMNM_5wkaRFRvlxnemWr8X6Jo8PgEJlO3NfjhYVuiHmg6Wb2-AWFRGeRaDRLHNnoZha0LrEliVJwHUWqjNz2wDzuG1j892ONmbaGbRcBaDlt9JYXYOeZg/s1600/IMG_0049.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_bcbHddkW270gtibvEshWOrgMNM_5wkaRFRvlxnemWr8X6Jo8PgEJlO3NfjhYVuiHmg6Wb2-AWFRGeRaDRLHNnoZha0LrEliVJwHUWqjNz2wDzuG1j892ONmbaGbRcBaDlt9JYXYOeZg/s400/IMG_0049.JPG" /></a> </div>Her pappa introduced her to Kraftwerk's "We are the Robots" and nothing has been the same since then. (Also see "<a href="http://theteenytraveler.blogspot.com/2010/05/art-garden.html">We are the Flower Robots</a>")Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-46359912073371346502010-06-09T14:52:00.009+08:002010-06-09T15:09:11.599+08:00And in other news...<div style="text-align: justify;">For the next 2 weeks, the Teeny Travelers are in Reston, Virginia, enjoying the gorgeous weather and Lolo/Lola love. The trip and the jetlag has had interesting effects on the Small one, who is normally THE most good-natured, happy kid you have ever seen. Upon arriving, he screamed at the top of his lungs for half an hour (he did this last time we came back to Singapore from the U.S., too... hmmmm), then proceeded to be irritable, cranky, and only soothe-able by mama or papa for the next 48 hours. Yesterday, though, he woke up, and he was back to his cheery normal self. Kids are weird.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">But back to what I'm REALLY worried about: trying to get some Burberry plaid onto little Suri Cruise. I found this idea/tutorial on <a href="http://matsutakeblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-to-transfer-inkjet-images-to-wood.html">matsutake</a> that seemed perfectly reasonable and pretty cool.<br /></div>Here she is, all fresh-faced and full of hope, in her little spa towel:<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdZzxysKCdg13jJXaWQBLOUyftb5Qb2tv4RMv5Ctg4FSa-ffPPJW-cvDauyHMOeu9TbsZLVb_sE4mHOWRHckCC8nTd77cIsLedbwEg_HYqsvDWZMf2Od0EcALzsZxA3gFz4c4qkKun3Lw/s1600/DSC_0056-8.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdZzxysKCdg13jJXaWQBLOUyftb5Qb2tv4RMv5Ctg4FSa-ffPPJW-cvDauyHMOeu9TbsZLVb_sE4mHOWRHckCC8nTd77cIsLedbwEg_HYqsvDWZMf2Od0EcALzsZxA3gFz4c4qkKun3Lw/s400/DSC_0056-8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480665415643478690" border="0" /></a>I'm pretty sure I used all the same materials matsutake recommended, but alas, 48 hours later: little Suri now kind of looks like a luxe homeless person.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWkp_sBhB0MhyphenhyphenGHWH6HBzx213ehAgivm8JphcuoGlJGRSdo7tvCAK-UKgrhORh1whYkKeeuXyLrLRUsFNpVoy3qhx3FZ6QKuwHfDonV799aizUfZIDe-KheogZIwInTKyONrT5czNKKd4/s1600/IMGP0956.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWkp_sBhB0MhyphenhyphenGHWH6HBzx213ehAgivm8JphcuoGlJGRSdo7tvCAK-UKgrhORh1whYkKeeuXyLrLRUsFNpVoy3qhx3FZ6QKuwHfDonV799aizUfZIDe-KheogZIwInTKyONrT5czNKKd4/s400/IMGP0956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480665401507098338" border="0" /></a>Now I kind of wish I had tried this on someone other than Suri Cruise, because then it would fit so well into that Hollywood cycle of inevitable demise and sweet redemption. But of course, you can't do that to a little kid. I should've made a little Drew Barrymore instead.<br /></div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960356360523376832.post-10876943844483986712010-05-27T10:32:00.007+08:002010-05-27T11:32:53.422+08:00Art GardenWe had a free afternoon yesterday, so we decided to hop on the MRT and check out the Art Garden at the Singapore Art Museum annex, 8Q (on #8 Queen Street).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim7lmskqwa5ReRnayb-UpnTtM-lcHilhkYohulrhdI7gJ9hy3Aglq6tNBVast9_IjyQsoYVW-Fl2VTLccS9chTRvNLo3yp7mjXp5m-OWeXXh1S3AXcV6fhELc6E0dG9UAO5JYHw5xxCKI/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim7lmskqwa5ReRnayb-UpnTtM-lcHilhkYohulrhdI7gJ9hy3Aglq6tNBVast9_IjyQsoYVW-Fl2VTLccS9chTRvNLo3yp7mjXp5m-OWeXXh1S3AXcV6fhELc6E0dG9UAO5JYHw5xxCKI/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475775014214193666" border="0" /></a>Soft fake grass and a bunch of little green bean bags - Matias would've loved this:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPQtB123hrykEfr4DX_BoLB_p5p6tum_kAycOc-RfDIiuy0HVZYlpIYrg5P8Uuao2MxQpOuw0FFoQxtmFS7ej24frIfqZMe88y-5QQPTMxaFO1jzAf9oDSJ-RHEbmTdiJMQN8BDQXvPtw/s1600/DSC_0092-2.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPQtB123hrykEfr4DX_BoLB_p5p6tum_kAycOc-RfDIiuy0HVZYlpIYrg5P8Uuao2MxQpOuw0FFoQxtmFS7ej24frIfqZMe88y-5QQPTMxaFO1jzAf9oDSJ-RHEbmTdiJMQN8BDQXvPtw/s400/DSC_0092-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475775006966952146" border="0" /></a>Making origami flowers:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgyIIL4o1wXjDNFgj_gbpiG8g0Ll7zJksEuJDYE_aYbDqTwmsDE7WUXZxOvjMm1FfiMqTs-Fl85ADtd0TdXsimsBpZa_xjo4iFMzPfbSLjg_uK2se8Zx_2lwEOfFKvLrgqZHVXUq6Hvq0/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgyIIL4o1wXjDNFgj_gbpiG8g0Ll7zJksEuJDYE_aYbDqTwmsDE7WUXZxOvjMm1FfiMqTs-Fl85ADtd0TdXsimsBpZa_xjo4iFMzPfbSLjg_uK2se8Zx_2lwEOfFKvLrgqZHVXUq6Hvq0/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774997149779778" border="0" /></a>Floribots! Bella went around singing "We are the flower robots, doot doo doo doot!"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjmJDFtUPv8TYxyBWzJSnlwhHAv55e10epXZRB6rCYBGu_gJ-bYQnu46yIzxk9wimZG73Vmix3z18EjZ6WrMhwbb4rkvyhTh_pQdi1YcB2j97C7fOHgbfN8CK3CkrK5ufczhNMmZrdZg8/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjmJDFtUPv8TYxyBWzJSnlwhHAv55e10epXZRB6rCYBGu_gJ-bYQnu46yIzxk9wimZG73Vmix3z18EjZ6WrMhwbb4rkvyhTh_pQdi1YcB2j97C7fOHgbfN8CK3CkrK5ufczhNMmZrdZg8/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774057663787554" border="0" /></a>Making butterflies. She could've spent hours here:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphenPyz4c_wrK53n0-nUaJAjMZm14YVIE0faU2ooioMAkr_9o_ToS3ICQkU3QiLPWfoSgIRnCECFBEC7hiL_8gAKCD_bxBUCMd0N6NE47z9zHdvw-QSqdL_f3iuwXIu0ECY7vxPJH3xpko/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphenPyz4c_wrK53n0-nUaJAjMZm14YVIE0faU2ooioMAkr_9o_ToS3ICQkU3QiLPWfoSgIRnCECFBEC7hiL_8gAKCD_bxBUCMd0N6NE47z9zHdvw-QSqdL_f3iuwXIu0ECY7vxPJH3xpko/s400/DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774050177959026" border="0" /></a>Monkey yoga in the Enchanted Forest:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnMAKI3WsU71uA9J5tVEg8yUQtFsrdK6Nrobt48LPJ3eEH6nqC6wK6bykmXhK7xZmH1GOTdwaqKURa_3JLsScGDK_QAoC42bStrDfyg8m977t9e5-6MiZgYL2Td75kI8ebfKBh89j3BKk/s1600/DSC_0122.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnMAKI3WsU71uA9J5tVEg8yUQtFsrdK6Nrobt48LPJ3eEH6nqC6wK6bykmXhK7xZmH1GOTdwaqKURa_3JLsScGDK_QAoC42bStrDfyg8m977t9e5-6MiZgYL2Td75kI8ebfKBh89j3BKk/s400/DSC_0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774047111356610" border="0" /></a>Back to the butterflies:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXKcmymsiPZdUa-3v-IhhSApaf82HQICSIlkn84RuynDW9vDFl_dTtrCnlzCpsCCqAtCsUAh2nBm9kITIX83jsOKTSjLqyhtgjBMOeXSWVlVqvVXnllg1-u0aQ1GroyIZuPqm9Jg3H_Wk/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXKcmymsiPZdUa-3v-IhhSApaf82HQICSIlkn84RuynDW9vDFl_dTtrCnlzCpsCCqAtCsUAh2nBm9kITIX83jsOKTSjLqyhtgjBMOeXSWVlVqvVXnllg1-u0aQ1GroyIZuPqm9Jg3H_Wk/s400/DSC_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774036047741218" border="0" /></a>Interactive video installations rock:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTGM_Ka7vQI9-Hbg8K6F0rNVKCNweABGQkjdflut4XSsXUH702vQ8nQ1pQoZoPqW04BQp17gQLj2hlMg_rCA6CUF12k6tHHUfGvZyE5glYgkYRob1HcVxbAS0lXdOgnsYvgnTp5H0wAw/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTGM_Ka7vQI9-Hbg8K6F0rNVKCNweABGQkjdflut4XSsXUH702vQ8nQ1pQoZoPqW04BQp17gQLj2hlMg_rCA6CUF12k6tHHUfGvZyE5glYgkYRob1HcVxbAS0lXdOgnsYvgnTp5H0wAw/s400/DSC_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774022385996034" border="0" /></a>The most exciting, though, was a stop-motion animation exhibit. The artist, Joo Choon Lin, made a set of videos by painting and repainting figures on the walls and photographing each, animations that kind of moved around in a real 3d space. I know I'm not doing it justice by explaining it this way, but here's a link to <a href="http://ringmastertoymaker.wordpress.com/2010/05/14/stop-in-here-and-get-into-the-motion/">her blog</a>, and one of her more "traditional" stop-motion animation videos:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="300" width="400"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5394152&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5394152&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" width="400"></embed></object></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://vimeo.com/5394152">Smells like volcano-Video for Laurel collective Fax of Death</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1554365">Joo Choon Lin</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;">Afterwards, Bella and I went to the restaurant next door and talked about what kind of video we're going to make, involving, of course: a butterfly, dragonflies, flowers, and potentially a unicorn. Stay tuned.<br /></div>Empihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01666581339244162567noreply@blogger.com