Monthly Archives: December 2012

Thunder, ramen and a swanky nightclub

Elliot has learned to say “thunder”, although he pronounces it “order”. And it’s a good word to know as it’s the rainy season here, where deep roaring thunderclaps seem a daily occurrence.

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When it hasn’t been raining we’ve been walking with windmills.

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We’ve been walking with flowers.

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Sitting with flowers.

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We’ve been driving cars with windmills.

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And someone has a new water bottle, allowing him to take a sip from it whenever he feels thirsty instead of having mummy hold a glass for him. He’s been taking a lot of sips.

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We have also been out for dinner a few times. We live in a very residential and not too expaty area with lots of HDB flats (government built high-rises) surrounding us. Singaporeans love their food and whole families will often go out for dinner in the evening, so you always find an outdoor hawker centre (or three) near the tall buildings.

Hawker centres typically consist of loads of plastic tables and different food stalls specialising in 1-3 dishes that they do very well. A separate stall sells drinks and then you just go order and grab a seat wherever you like. Such a convenient, laid-back and cheap (a dish is around 3 SGD) way to eat and very kiddie friendly as you’re seated outside = you’re allowed to throw the food around a little bit.

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Speaking of food. Before coming here we had heard about how the locals travel to Changi airport to have dinner on weekends. I found that strange to say the least, because who in their right mind would choose to spend their day off in a soulless airport?!

Oh well, I’m slightly wiser now.. plus I have a toddler to entertain. In hot and humid Singapore it’s almost impossible to run around outside during the day and Changi Airport’s big open spaces and corridors have proven to be a great alternative to shopping malls and expensive indoor play lands.

What I sometimes do is hop on the train (we’re only 2 stops away from the aiport) around noon and while Elliot sleeps in his buggy I head for Terminal 3’s basement where the restaurants are. My favourite place is the Ramen Champion restaurant, hvor Japanese chefs compete to make the best noodle soup. I prefer the Tonkotsu ones, where the creamy milky white broth is made from pork marrow bones. So good.

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Afterwards we take the lift up to the departure lounges, complete with Angry Birds castles, flowers, huge hallways and Elliot’s absolute favourite:

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A gigantic rotating windmill/Daisy robot sculpture, made by German artist Christian Moeller. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him as excited about anything as this.

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Elliot has also got a new hobby: drawing with crayons. Well, actually he draws for a minute or so and then forces me to draw flowers, dogs and windmills by handing me one crayon after another. He’s been creating masterpieces for the whole family.

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We have also managed to find a really great babysitter, so when the opportunity came to let our hair down a bit – in the shape of Sam’s work’s Christmas party  – we said yes and headed to swanky nightclub Avalon near Marina Bay Sands.

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Not a place I would normally choose as it seems ridiculously overpriced and the bar staff acted as if they were “so above” serving drinks to anyone. But hey, this evening the G&T’s were free and the harbourfront location was just beautiful with its glittering view of Singapore’s skyline. Plus I got to wear funny glasses, courtesy of a friend.

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I have a feeling we might have to call the babysitter again soon!

Sheepish coffee and a bad Santa

Having a toddler in the house adds a little extra to your morning coffee…

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What else is new. Elliot has said his first proper word (apart from “mummy” and “dadda”). The word is “knee”.  I tried to make him say it in Danish as well (knæ) but no luck, but who can blame him..and last week he tried to say “thunder”.

We also went to IKEA, Elliot was a bit tired so he started his nap while we were driving.

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Only to wake up and find himself in toddler heaven = surrounded by soft toys. I’m sure he wanted me to buy all of them.

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I want that one….

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and that one and THAT one and…

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We ended up buying a play carpet.

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Then the weekend came and we all went Christmas shopping. There was a big sale going on at Expo (big exhibition hall close to where we live) and Elliot found a Cookie Monster teddy.

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I found the perfect plastic tree, which of course had to be decorated with multi-coloured lights, inspired by this Chip and Dale Christmas video. I remember watching it each year at Christmas and wishing I could have a tree exactly like that one.

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Elliot and I also went shopping at yet another mall (I swear when we leave here I will never want to set foot in one again) and E woke up from his nap being extremely grumpy, just look at that protruding lower lip:

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A crisp at Swensen’s – which I found to be a horrible, horrible place (overpriced, crap food & service) but hey, they have crisps and highchairs – helped a tiny bit.

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Pink balloons helped even more.

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Thursday we went to a playgroup in the Danish Seamen’s *giggle* Church on Mount Faber. Elliot is still a bit shy as he was traumatised the first time we went, where we entered while they were singing a birthday song really loudly while stomping their feet on the ground. Poor Elliot, despite his Nordic genes he’s not used to the wild, wild ways of the Vikings 🙂

This is how he looked after the last session:

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What else have we been up to. Oh yes, that’s right. We’ve been picking flowers by the handfuls.

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We’ve been checking out butterflies.

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And yesterday we said hi to Scary Santa after we visited dad for lunch at Changi City Point (yes, yet another shopping centre). Elliot was not impressed and there was no way in hell he wanted to sit on his lap (who can blame him).

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