tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91420270479018244982024-03-05T18:53:27.367+07:00a Cuppa CoffeeI am so addicted to coffee, it's a simple way to perk me up. When I lost idea, when am having mood swing, when I need some energy, I really know where to go. Just get my instant coffee, lil bit of condensed milk, and here we go..an instant way to make my day!Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-27023315343462421202016-08-11T08:28:00.002+07:002016-08-11T08:28:50.283+07:002nd Grader, and 4th GraderFirst day of school!<br />
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Finally we're settling at our new location, Shekou- China, and today is the first day of school. 11 August 2016.<br />
My kids were so excited to be at new school. But, to be honest with you, I am not.<br />
I loved their old school, the people, the community, the building..and this new school compared to the old one is way below.<br />
Kids were up early today, I guess the excitement of first day woke them up.<br />
I could see Zoe's smiles and spirit was high. I am at the other hand..feeling nervous.<br />
We went down to the parking lot waiting for the golf cart to send us to the school. Yes, the apartment provides the shuttle. I say, it's a cool way to go to school :))<br />
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Zoe's little bit showing some nervousness, when she was in line for her class. I saw how she stood, groggy as no one knowing her yet. No one talking to her, while other girls have some groups. They were from the previous batch I guess.<br />
When the line left, she was still stood there not knowing where and how to go. I saw from far, and my heart wanting to scream.. Zoeeee... goooo...go together with your class!! Apparently, she's still confused. I approached her and told her to go. She started to get a little bit panic that she made a mistake. I told her it's ok, it's her first day. It's very normal to make such mistake, as she's not into the routine just yet.<br />
Her mood slightly change, from high spirit to flat..<br />
I was there, feeling bad for her. Deep down in my heart, I really want to hug her tight and say...it's ok dear, it's ok.. It'll be better.<br />
As I went together with her to her class, I saw no other mom/parent. So, I let her run alone...It's so fast until I haven't had a chance to hug and kiss her.<br />
I went home walking, and still I kept thinking about her. I missed her already. I cry home, feeling her nervousness, worry that no one is talking to her, worry she has no friend...<br />
I may be thinking far ahead, I know it needs time. I guess it's just a motherly instinct, no?<br />
She's such a bright kid, she should be fine.<br />
I am praying to God, that both of you will instantly have bunch of good friends today!<br />
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Love you kids,<br />
momDeby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-1896966345480466172010-10-05T13:02:00.003+07:002010-10-05T13:08:42.870+07:00My girl turned 4!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUc7BnZQLgg3xCZW9fq7uy9xM3xrr95dI3IdxLiA5s-8ZLQFmqjiV8XTbuMornRPok1F0hJy2jFBPXlUsyLNd9NuR9ktzg0zyAIDcBu2RKhwF1H0JvyLe47ySKfqRecuY2QlLKElJOBxP/s1600/mosaic3.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524438750924888770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUc7BnZQLgg3xCZW9fq7uy9xM3xrr95dI3IdxLiA5s-8ZLQFmqjiV8XTbuMornRPok1F0hJy2jFBPXlUsyLNd9NuR9ktzg0zyAIDcBu2RKhwF1H0JvyLe47ySKfqRecuY2QlLKElJOBxP/s400/mosaic3.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I can't believe my girl is no more a BABY!, </div><div>She's now turned into an adorable, sweet, bright 4 years old girl.</div><div>How fast time flies....just like a blink of eye.</div><div>Babycakes...You've been blessing our lives day by day... and our life is sweeter with you around.</div><div>May Jesus bless you in every way of your life..be successful person, and a Happy one!</div><div> </div><div>We love you always,</div><div> </div><div>Mom, Dad, and Louie..</div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-3696530626401840742010-10-03T02:24:00.005+07:002010-10-03T02:39:07.071+07:00My Lil angel goes to school<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Yes, the moment that I've been waiting for.. seeing her in uniform.</span> <div><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She looks so adorable, ..</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I was nervous to send her for the very first time taking the company school bus,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I was worried..wondering whether she would cope well with the classmates,<br />worried whether she got bullied by the friends..</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">However, I guess I was only worried too much..</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She always come back home with big smile, and looks happy and proud.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;">I am such a proud Mama!</span><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioh3oX8PaCzYUoNZ-qqraY7Fr2fSorm5xGaCKVBswyK1_ho1-dILn4PXR8WikLror8oZosOlx6GYb_b-p0lmOCzPaNwgdJmwhr_OIKUj-vlX042vGyOBwExaY-iNz9qwcZX1p-M7JJifEM/s1600/mosaic7.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523533447268149890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioh3oX8PaCzYUoNZ-qqraY7Fr2fSorm5xGaCKVBswyK1_ho1-dILn4PXR8WikLror8oZosOlx6GYb_b-p0lmOCzPaNwgdJmwhr_OIKUj-vlX042vGyOBwExaY-iNz9qwcZX1p-M7JJifEM/s400/mosaic7.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHsZhFfQT-fRHAt-HGPZSwuZwjAw1wSm1qHFtH526hBTTr6Wy5fxpg_vEO9vsu8ZACFqCaYKny7VeHqp9xWrOJQnlLNWioQ5OXegK7kFVlWGZs5RPiMvjvH3bvgy7ddHhQziIF_WJ6U3tR/s1600/mosaic8.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523534071720743058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHsZhFfQT-fRHAt-HGPZSwuZwjAw1wSm1qHFtH526hBTTr6Wy5fxpg_vEO9vsu8ZACFqCaYKny7VeHqp9xWrOJQnlLNWioQ5OXegK7kFVlWGZs5RPiMvjvH3bvgy7ddHhQziIF_WJ6U3tR/s400/mosaic8.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkEK8MLYfaZJhLMkJ43rHDWCjG0z68Q72Nx9OxjRXDAsf_sAnqC6GumP-OIeqtobbYBiHBOXGwQrQVrT1HEc9ZvU9FNjlL2ptZ2VgaBB3wFMv3HGof1-ifzvUt5-SFtsoNj1AgC3dprivN/s1600/mosaic9.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523534801854309682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkEK8MLYfaZJhLMkJ43rHDWCjG0z68Q72Nx9OxjRXDAsf_sAnqC6GumP-OIeqtobbYBiHBOXGwQrQVrT1HEc9ZvU9FNjlL2ptZ2VgaBB3wFMv3HGof1-ifzvUt5-SFtsoNj1AgC3dprivN/s400/mosaic9.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-26904235912030692472010-06-17T02:51:00.007+07:002010-07-04T04:17:26.861+07:00Playing water<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRMhhJ2wKKcjLj5jyAotJGBIgRxkzmYlsGlpPVFjuUNOzxfivZQAshpGHIKoqsTMOjAl-FJ2hvrinwOeT1b6rH98imCc7UoNMPg_DG0EK9B3ACfwmWE3Rc7MV_1_JK4KV6ETYpfZ4xYlOx/s1600/DSC_0523.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483468749541590034" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRMhhJ2wKKcjLj5jyAotJGBIgRxkzmYlsGlpPVFjuUNOzxfivZQAshpGHIKoqsTMOjAl-FJ2hvrinwOeT1b6rH98imCc7UoNMPg_DG0EK9B3ACfwmWE3Rc7MV_1_JK4KV6ETYpfZ4xYlOx/s400/DSC_0523.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br />It's summer now....the weather is killing! Everytime I pick up zoe from school, I felt like I was slapped by the hot air..and so soooo humid. The weather is in average 43 c, and around 35c at nite time sometimes could reach 40-43c...but many said it's just the beginning. August will be super duper hot, and humid...ahh, how I wish I could go back home this season..<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div>Anyway, yesterday luckilly the weather was less humid, in the afternoon around 5pm, my gal insisted wanted to play ball outside... however, when she saw the water hose,..she changed her mind and washed her bike instead. My boy saw it,..and at the end they all played water at the backyard...It was fun to see them enjoying their playing water, specially in this kinda weather.</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8h-eS2efa831HgAVtrGVNjKabrWwaWH59XE00lTmHqnyP2gFgsFcUVLBNpGF5Yew2YqcNkbLHFiQ_a6W9PXgmiAOH2dlzSvC5yujI-CEHEy14niQuvcMQBLvd-snK3LUUm3_5h_-hg_5r/s1600/DSC_0539.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487815751563822210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8h-eS2efa831HgAVtrGVNjKabrWwaWH59XE00lTmHqnyP2gFgsFcUVLBNpGF5Yew2YqcNkbLHFiQ_a6W9PXgmiAOH2dlzSvC5yujI-CEHEy14niQuvcMQBLvd-snK3LUUm3_5h_-hg_5r/s400/DSC_0539.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdIFNLNXjfq7ibJNtCAPY6wym0DZjkKRP72VX_3qH6BeilhEuHpiIgJ27ua4QE8V7ljrWUiFcTc2kY4fB26CLNtU9SRm3AlmVtb8EpC9K-2kiXJ3weO0l8aauwVsfO3cxpgW12jT00nQD7/s1600/DSC_0538.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487815758440543538" style="WIDTH: 400px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNbLHcNVUsfmcvX5u3ajO9KIN75u72M5IOEflbQl1MuiAP__4bNbsIq1clC47F1ajf7ZpZsX0ydeWD9g60NGrE-7GwUdjarcrdXQNqrzrLtshmAtAdGViw71TiQKt0-EUU7iuK3eGhx95w/s400/DSC_0531.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuNjjrI6UWNawDrLcuOtkVsGfe7C8XOlZZIXNQ2maC5-VKyCV6N6NLeiZND2-YObMZk1uU_wMwo5n3tJ4FPWOcgMpnWuWGDlChUv-TSPi6GH4p4qyZ0qEGbdK7dUQombu-6ekP40LPq67Q/s1600/DSC_0534.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487815745245127538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuNjjrI6UWNawDrLcuOtkVsGfe7C8XOlZZIXNQ2maC5-VKyCV6N6NLeiZND2-YObMZk1uU_wMwo5n3tJ4FPWOcgMpnWuWGDlChUv-TSPi6GH4p4qyZ0qEGbdK7dUQombu-6ekP40LPq67Q/s400/DSC_0534.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOUWW797ghdh23G1Zjscn7SarfKJ7Q570mDtDGTQWl8j4CaT74S_WNaqB29tmy0mBJSBdxUXJucNJYfDCrL1lc_6XKnxERR-u_GI08hCMRAMWoAxRaaBh2CWYs7nAsrgM-Df54Fg9UShyphenhyphenx/s1600/DSC_0522.jpg"></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-74912198613405982052010-05-24T17:47:00.003+07:002010-05-24T18:44:49.926+07:00My gal..<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3vbrr2Jhemtwho4xasX3lRinySfdjOZpT5jR0SBhsGJTg_WrsZyR55DB3DLECbov3Nl4vpxii3b1p__5htY7SJZatgmlAAPTBtY6l1uBRxj-hyoz6LDZPL3CYMjV7hyphenhyphen6KV0ix8a8iNjGj/s1600/DSC_0013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474799081087201762" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3vbrr2Jhemtwho4xasX3lRinySfdjOZpT5jR0SBhsGJTg_WrsZyR55DB3DLECbov3Nl4vpxii3b1p__5htY7SJZatgmlAAPTBtY6l1uBRxj-hyoz6LDZPL3CYMjV7hyphenhyphen6KV0ix8a8iNjGj/s400/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">(a grandma look)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiIhvwPpIAm8d77JZb1fqzSsdTOCs7xxF0sWxpMi25YiJsWRxUHsQxtoUdf7Lr_rLtXW0QFqWfQtBdCmK0EPnfLiyq7bLi7n4D5Tc6H3bUKYKA0fLDETO_QR2nQCwXN-WmNI4QlUr80yD0/s1600/DSC_0029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474799100438334642" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiIhvwPpIAm8d77JZb1fqzSsdTOCs7xxF0sWxpMi25YiJsWRxUHsQxtoUdf7Lr_rLtXW0QFqWfQtBdCmK0EPnfLiyq7bLi7n4D5Tc6H3bUKYKA0fLDETO_QR2nQCwXN-WmNI4QlUr80yD0/s400/DSC_0029.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"> (being silly)<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhteLkwSU95mU5J2xEcEmOfjnFtBK3qQM46JSSfpFsLnL8N_wHSp2K-TTxPmCVeQIyH2D6SA2PdXUDoLX2CzqHoNVgGcavRhKO0kj6WOiaq6X8gOpzdNI2c-1JUUuIhuQAbdHauFFlKxlBo/s1600/DSC_0022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474799097206396018" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhteLkwSU95mU5J2xEcEmOfjnFtBK3qQM46JSSfpFsLnL8N_wHSp2K-TTxPmCVeQIyH2D6SA2PdXUDoLX2CzqHoNVgGcavRhKO0kj6WOiaq6X8gOpzdNI2c-1JUUuIhuQAbdHauFFlKxlBo/s400/DSC_0022.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">(gifted in pose)<br /></div><div align="center"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ko3pkB6WmOpdnUjyzKZOe6CV3CmWx7D6CHK9DsqRoZelmhzS4OgGzVonl6NWrwiUTAGn5bUb5pBfEEz16RcXAda8Brp6HN3DOnfL1XQ9ZhGqUa3lKRD675sdkrdTpx3NtG8x9jibULk6/s1600/DSC_0020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474799085903739730" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ko3pkB6WmOpdnUjyzKZOe6CV3CmWx7D6CHK9DsqRoZelmhzS4OgGzVonl6NWrwiUTAGn5bUb5pBfEEz16RcXAda8Brp6HN3DOnfL1XQ9ZhGqUa3lKRD675sdkrdTpx3NtG8x9jibULk6/s400/DSC_0020.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">(Lovely)</div><div align="center"><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">(just freshly came out from bathroom.. She was 3Y 5m that time, We played around with her newly bought toy glasses)</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><br /></span></em>My daughter... Zoey ..</div><div align="center">I've just cant get enough of her.. Love to take her pictures.</div><div align="center">She's a born photo model..</div><div align="center">She knows how to pose...natural...</div><div align="center">She's the apple of my eyes..</div><div align="center">She's bright, and funny! </div><div align="center">A perfect gift that God has given to me... </div><div align="center">Am such a blessed mom, don't you agree?<br /></div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-11503678785280291592010-05-10T15:10:00.003+07:002010-05-10T15:34:17.936+07:00My boy...<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6hnkpZpwH07JMQk1VXhNBiwYDY_R8uJdRo4KoPsIgS-OqbTmjGznlDV4-X2aBqWOTsNYin7NfWubrKwPWntAj1uLudVian1z-qClWkWXt9qfKRqQW3rkZvLkNJ3jKWE2K1l3mSIgEZ4qm/s1600/DSC_0047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469553827850273426" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6hnkpZpwH07JMQk1VXhNBiwYDY_R8uJdRo4KoPsIgS-OqbTmjGznlDV4-X2aBqWOTsNYin7NfWubrKwPWntAj1uLudVian1z-qClWkWXt9qfKRqQW3rkZvLkNJ3jKWE2K1l3mSIgEZ4qm/s400/DSC_0047.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6SDvqp0jiLqzFjwpG6Id65Y3G3mWjeuJyOr8IcK2nlUzJUJm1hqDnDpoF4vDN_lQLkd0sw076zaT4zZoUfaGYx53nx_IpXx5FSWb-ZKyl6mtkZzx3EjvBzO-yr_GxhdGFc5cvpsePO7Yb/s1600/DSC_0066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469553869814143666" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6SDvqp0jiLqzFjwpG6Id65Y3G3mWjeuJyOr8IcK2nlUzJUJm1hqDnDpoF4vDN_lQLkd0sw076zaT4zZoUfaGYx53nx_IpXx5FSWb-ZKyl6mtkZzx3EjvBzO-yr_GxhdGFc5cvpsePO7Yb/s400/DSC_0066.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;">(Superman shirt from mothercare, Hippoinfant jeans, Spikey hair done by mommy)</span></p><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">He is my boy, the joy of my heart..</div><div align="center">He's grown up so fast...1 Year 1 month now, he is..</div><div align="center">He has started to walk, ....stil in love with his dummy ^_^ (can't stay away from it, in fact)</div><div align="center">He loves everything with wheel...</div><div align="center">He loves to eat...(seldom see him without any food on his hands)</div><div align="center">He loves his sister... (his bestfriend..)</div><div align="center">He loves his new tatoo..^_^..to show his love to mommy!</div><div align="center">Love you til bits, boy!</div><div align="center"><br /> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwY-zn8b7m16pvZXGZg6GhSxgAGINQqOL1f1FavH-WWXMHGq9UouqbhHvGa2EWm8p7zQPCzG_2hyErzgFiGltl82GmJc3HhyphenhyphenRipQJe4TYHwwQcq96U1c2vIueSKU_ePmu2I3xeHRFcRfJP/s1600/DSC_0145.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469553857926769650" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwY-zn8b7m16pvZXGZg6GhSxgAGINQqOL1f1FavH-WWXMHGq9UouqbhHvGa2EWm8p7zQPCzG_2hyErzgFiGltl82GmJc3HhyphenhyphenRipQJe4TYHwwQcq96U1c2vIueSKU_ePmu2I3xeHRFcRfJP/s400/DSC_0145.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZkzpaNfTkcdut__7ZpEfI4gfQvrfdIH3YgQmW24xeGKZTRk2H34-W18OA6qcat48icMNxVbHwUakhTtlrI_H43kYMV95_w1OrvGqWu4mCuzjxou55biaG8wOYaY1iBgmTiLNAVKCbVC4Z/s1600/DSC_0114.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469553851317824882" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZkzpaNfTkcdut__7ZpEfI4gfQvrfdIH3YgQmW24xeGKZTRk2H34-W18OA6qcat48icMNxVbHwUakhTtlrI_H43kYMV95_w1OrvGqWu4mCuzjxou55biaG8wOYaY1iBgmTiLNAVKCbVC4Z/s400/DSC_0114.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"> What is he doing, you think? Praying? begging for more food? LOL<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_qKIOyv1GxdeIy8Bvqb1NlEWNIcXauF_LkLGQ8lcgYq2t8HODT-gG82LAT_KVDVHeL8_brbh2lrVR5d8KsuOdwbb7-an6Y0hlqRcXjvVSva_9C6Uc-4gnztMMp4sNBpo4qerrdNnCXLSv/s1600/DSC_0100.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469553840630824258" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_qKIOyv1GxdeIy8Bvqb1NlEWNIcXauF_LkLGQ8lcgYq2t8HODT-gG82LAT_KVDVHeL8_brbh2lrVR5d8KsuOdwbb7-an6Y0hlqRcXjvVSva_9C6Uc-4gnztMMp4sNBpo4qerrdNnCXLSv/s400/DSC_0100.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><p align="center"> I fall in love with his eyes..^_^<br /></p>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-75782016086614956542010-05-07T17:16:00.004+07:002010-05-09T17:11:02.460+07:00Play dressing-up<div>Yesterday, me and my gal played 'dressing-up' ...I dressed her with hair band,<br />necklaces...matched shoes...I think she looked lovely.<br />.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHbJbdsSRp0EmN3lOy9yOoz5LSPHmzr1Mkzvr4vrgRrc2jQPWFrGS98LrSrUfVWTeMCFx1wYNmvT84v8akw0zmgyZ66TkhODl4nizIq-8T28hmO_9FlHi-BKEZM5URFDspuYmkjKOKYIC7/s1600/DSC_0197.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468472705914308626" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHbJbdsSRp0EmN3lOy9yOoz5LSPHmzr1Mkzvr4vrgRrc2jQPWFrGS98LrSrUfVWTeMCFx1wYNmvT84v8akw0zmgyZ66TkhODl4nizIq-8T28hmO_9FlHi-BKEZM5URFDspuYmkjKOKYIC7/s400/DSC_0197.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik0T0iQ32ucCkRytJyhHG62T2t4aPf9CO-eI44Y5gJIrauZ8Wpzuetm3o-fkavLSFMvQ_iqpKNpr03nglq9ARByN7Os4Fn1DyOu8s0y2Z6UFYAOz1cbCx5dFCsoZ5omITOsjyZJXMpTrnv/s1600/DSC_0191.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468472696016434306" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik0T0iQ32ucCkRytJyhHG62T2t4aPf9CO-eI44Y5gJIrauZ8Wpzuetm3o-fkavLSFMvQ_iqpKNpr03nglq9ARByN7Os4Fn1DyOu8s0y2Z6UFYAOz1cbCx5dFCsoZ5omITOsjyZJXMpTrnv/s400/DSC_0191.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgonvthkgZoOCPdesF3Ns2781BIptgvOaP3YFQioTJWt5_JHt9QeVFMIzmmGVfPHjUUw2HVCR7Yrlq02owdRE9LTk8NfkgW6m2YT6LamyELkTs6RbmzX7m0u3qKWzx_4EPnsBCSqb_f5qx/s1600/DSC_0231.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468472714847825890" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgonvthkgZoOCPdesF3Ns2781BIptgvOaP3YFQioTJWt5_JHt9QeVFMIzmmGVfPHjUUw2HVCR7Yrlq02owdRE9LTk8NfkgW6m2YT6LamyELkTs6RbmzX7m0u3qKWzx_4EPnsBCSqb_f5qx/s400/DSC_0231.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXo-piwPcm4ruTG15FZ2omiBmFFUzqvWBpwd9eY1JXMaqlObsL_tb9rU9mE0DvqOGIl_9X22Kw0ToOBkm6yLQ1jRqWqitNbihom3FUyqTOyXNiEVXbL8i_zY0J6lew_VN9r0oKQqnZxzmv/s1600/DSC_0199.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468472709632844530" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXo-piwPcm4ruTG15FZ2omiBmFFUzqvWBpwd9eY1JXMaqlObsL_tb9rU9mE0DvqOGIl_9X22Kw0ToOBkm6yLQ1jRqWqitNbihom3FUyqTOyXNiEVXbL8i_zY0J6lew_VN9r0oKQqnZxzmv/s400/DSC_0199.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgonvthkgZoOCPdesF3Ns2781BIptgvOaP3YFQioTJWt5_JHt9QeVFMIzmmGVfPHjUUw2HVCR7Yrlq02owdRE9LTk8NfkgW6m2YT6LamyELkTs6RbmzX7m0u3qKWzx_4EPnsBCSqb_f5qx/s1600/DSC_0231.jpg"></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmvQ5oVHnq4nC8tdEA8Ko5qIbNxZ5IH-27F0PZ6t70kFOcHvsv9i4To9G9tQ2mEl8gDAlnbOON__EB3q75FCz8KNMgZc5JuNMCDq2beclZDMrtDCp-xr_ja3nwO5dZIte6a6A1kCFffavw/s1600/DSC_0175.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468472682813561890" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmvQ5oVHnq4nC8tdEA8Ko5qIbNxZ5IH-27F0PZ6t70kFOcHvsv9i4To9G9tQ2mEl8gDAlnbOON__EB3q75FCz8KNMgZc5JuNMCDq2beclZDMrtDCp-xr_ja3nwO5dZIte6a6A1kCFffavw/s400/DSC_0175.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Last but not least our pic together..<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjKnMjpiL2EcY3KTvRL5-uaGWn3GgCIIsfyTnotIsTo8x2GnA0OuxlAvTrRSR2O0IfF0-UHCKfWi8lBHUiyrPQWFDVh84soa3tNOoi0XG9XaIGh9QJ2JrkBf01G3qM5NTj4bwa0Mzes20u/s1600/DSC_0245.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469210348491083794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjKnMjpiL2EcY3KTvRL5-uaGWn3GgCIIsfyTnotIsTo8x2GnA0OuxlAvTrRSR2O0IfF0-UHCKfWi8lBHUiyrPQWFDVh84soa3tNOoi0XG9XaIGh9QJ2JrkBf01G3qM5NTj4bwa0Mzes20u/s400/DSC_0245.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><span style="color:#999999;">Al Khobar, Saudi Arabia</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#999999;">06 May 2010</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#999999;">@ home</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#999999;">Photography by Mommy</span></em></div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-5658483348865786652010-05-01T14:23:00.004+07:002010-05-01T14:38:36.517+07:00an intermezzoRemembering my conversation with my gal on one beautiful weekend.. <div><div> </div><div><strong><em>Me washing the dishes..</em></strong></div><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>Zoe:</strong></span> Mom...I wish I had wings</div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;">Me:</span> Hmm?? why you need wings?</div><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Zoe:</span></strong> So..I could fly farr away..and go anywhere..</div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;">Me:</span> So? Are you gonna leave me alone??</div><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Zoe:</span></strong> Well..You have dad and Louie, No??</div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;">Me:</span> But, I won't have you then...</div><div><em><strong>Zoe was thinking and thinking and thinking...then answered</strong></em></div><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Zoe:</span></strong> Owkay..then mom, don't worry.. I'll visit you next time.. ^_^</div><div><br /><em><strong>So? stil flying????</strong></em></div><div><strong><em></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em>Here are some of her latest pictures..She's 3years 6months.</em></strong></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghGFcopJJK14v1A3x1eJ-XjMqDwvFcdBBgvOFObg90vP4TsY1eHEISQObmm10giOuct53ETKBTFifqoQKPxyajsHM-kcvCStnC5C3jnqelYAX5V5N-lzs0Ej-ULK9EZp_DqQQaRjSX_lkl/s1600/DSC_0028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466201762289688226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghGFcopJJK14v1A3x1eJ-XjMqDwvFcdBBgvOFObg90vP4TsY1eHEISQObmm10giOuct53ETKBTFifqoQKPxyajsHM-kcvCStnC5C3jnqelYAX5V5N-lzs0Ej-ULK9EZp_DqQQaRjSX_lkl/s400/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj14VWV5S_7lNJu9uvkxtvBWA9YfHFyTkbjPX3iaovBefPt0XB_VHSFTy5rVoZ-zB8tn5cYjLgCuSQ_iWrWyXLum7ldXZYCz1gzJPBygavKT74Ib5hJAwKh7Y0-nQeuXdmaM2ai-ISbvNrj/s1600/DSC_0049.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466201774245821314" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj14VWV5S_7lNJu9uvkxtvBWA9YfHFyTkbjPX3iaovBefPt0XB_VHSFTy5rVoZ-zB8tn5cYjLgCuSQ_iWrWyXLum7ldXZYCz1gzJPBygavKT74Ib5hJAwKh7Y0-nQeuXdmaM2ai-ISbvNrj/s400/DSC_0049.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmj6S0La0j0SXqxrBwYYT__VqlvdRYRmFTPvWeIA6SLZKO8FZwtE1CnQzJfQdQWDRHdK2OEbDwRS67k6_ZqWePXRUmR-NgUFkTRfHIobm-QD7tRVTwpKO7f1QJtkw1iwVk9ZRKwazIstgi/s1600/DSC_0048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466201764455686402" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmj6S0La0j0SXqxrBwYYT__VqlvdRYRmFTPvWeIA6SLZKO8FZwtE1CnQzJfQdQWDRHdK2OEbDwRS67k6_ZqWePXRUmR-NgUFkTRfHIobm-QD7tRVTwpKO7f1QJtkw1iwVk9ZRKwazIstgi/s400/DSC_0048.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div></div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-90001599448120332782010-04-26T15:21:00.009+07:002010-04-28T13:23:10.784+07:00Post cerita Ultah Louie yg ke-1<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0MNijS35Gx6kYbpRnqyzycO4cFMDMBg4oPXQFXmP0dfVfbqvKzxOIT9F69RNl_oADTb8kqeoRwo0IwlxyQMZx8SQGCtrmgm0gRgydO1b_prNO5_F8DdLaWofg3xRWU1VsL9cGeDjJRngr/s1600/DSC_0041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464911331112994930" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0MNijS35Gx6kYbpRnqyzycO4cFMDMBg4oPXQFXmP0dfVfbqvKzxOIT9F69RNl_oADTb8kqeoRwo0IwlxyQMZx8SQGCtrmgm0gRgydO1b_prNO5_F8DdLaWofg3xRWU1VsL9cGeDjJRngr/s400/DSC_0041.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Sebulan lalu, Louie my boy, tepat berusia 1tahun. Berarti udah sekitar 8bulan-an lebih kita di saudi arabia. Acara ulang tahun Louie aku rayain dengan amat sederhana, gak seperti cie-cienya <a href="http://acuppacoffee.blogspot.com/2007/10/zoes-birthday-is-here.html">dulu</a>. Aku cuman ngundang satu keluarga, dan satu lagi teman dekat suami..Karena, si Tuan rumah, yg gak sanggup masak untuk orang banyak.. Lha wong, gak pinter masak..Malu ah, undang banyak2 orang, dan lagi setelah dipikir2 louie juga paling gak ngeh sama ultahnya dia.<br /><br />Walaupun hanya ngundang sedikit orang, tapi aku bisa bilang persiapanku heboh juga<strong>...LOL</strong><br />Bikin kue ultah udah 2hari sebelonnya...karena berniat bikin hiasan pake homemade fondant, dengan bentuk mobil. Louie emang suka sekali dengan segala yang beroda. (lelaki sekali memang..^_^)<br /><br />Setelah ngublek ngublek dan mantengin youtube terus, akhirnya kejadian juga deh mobilnya louie. Yang hasilnya gak sesuai dengan desain awal...haha...mobilnya pun yang pengen nya warna merah, malah jadi pinky gitu..ya wis lah, sudah duluan cwuapek..<br />Bikinnya udah pake kurang tidur, anak2 super duper rewel hari itu...badan rasanya remuk redam..Pengennya, cepet cepet lah acara ini berlaluuuuu... hahaha..<br /><br />Kuenya, minta resep temen..yahud emang rasanya..aku tambahin filling pake black cherry, en chocolate ganache...jadi rasanya kayak black forest gitu lho.<br />Lalu untuk mobil2nya aku pake kek yang instan aja lah, gak mau ribet lagi aku, aku pilih betty crocker adza..<br />Untuk makan malamnya, aku masak bihun goreng, ayam panggang isi apel, brokoli,ikan goreng dan ca jamur. Nyaris tekpar ngerjainnya, abis gak ada yg bantuin.<br /><br />Louie dapet hadiah tenda2 an beserta terowongannya dari uncle david fam ama uncle teo..sedang dari mama papanya dapet hadiah mobil2an...Dia seneng banget hari itu.. Ikutan seneng juga jadi ortunya.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX755ocVABv1sW1qzBdCsoJLOCE6BrIELusLp3YTWYfnls8qH86e1NHI48El0nOeTynlQa36N3VENApUZDWvdhyphenhyphenS5iiboiszgDqnoypJ_aFAKh2O6gIbqxFnGR9dBoWCvO8Gv_uW7NaXwb/s1600/DSC_0079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464911347290954802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX755ocVABv1sW1qzBdCsoJLOCE6BrIELusLp3YTWYfnls8qH86e1NHI48El0nOeTynlQa36N3VENApUZDWvdhyphenhyphenS5iiboiszgDqnoypJ_aFAKh2O6gIbqxFnGR9dBoWCvO8Gv_uW7NaXwb/s400/DSC_0079.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Tu5pptB0WQe6HDeXoZO8BcB_sYTyfLQDQwU3mSxqoTNfAmms7o5z1NbAa2i26SW94EZ03cb32JcXCY47xCL8hTEBdMDKoHGogYZBYh418c0D0tT4folPP2Zf3iZwJga3XtOa2VPDzb6F/s1600/DSC_0057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464911338073103170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Tu5pptB0WQe6HDeXoZO8BcB_sYTyfLQDQwU3mSxqoTNfAmms7o5z1NbAa2i26SW94EZ03cb32JcXCY47xCL8hTEBdMDKoHGogYZBYh418c0D0tT4folPP2Zf3iZwJga3XtOa2VPDzb6F/s400/DSC_0057.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis2TbkItmGFiKhJlGjqL8vdkCSUPN5n2q2bWWAA3S0iY6ZcHfbss-XUzDW4hlgQ-DjS9VbQzT3cK5CvJ2l5Rxyg2JPm8WSO3TGge2vjeapbVw-YPBb2AoGquRnGh1PcExOk_eKc5SV8qRl/s1600/DSC_0137.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465067898531840194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis2TbkItmGFiKhJlGjqL8vdkCSUPN5n2q2bWWAA3S0iY6ZcHfbss-XUzDW4hlgQ-DjS9VbQzT3cK5CvJ2l5Rxyg2JPm8WSO3TGge2vjeapbVw-YPBb2AoGquRnGh1PcExOk_eKc5SV8qRl/s400/DSC_0137.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxJv1TyIG8CVateg9waslOqEmpi6YTIQyOMqZuCzhFCu5WkjupQf0sTj3TWQzbIKPjqgoifvMk_rnt2KDrwuAhVGgMMKXNudp_vqLM5-A0lTPQXMvR9-BBxN69zKNOM93eXw38yLxY_mo/s1600/DSC_0172.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465067880533261634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxJv1TyIG8CVateg9waslOqEmpi6YTIQyOMqZuCzhFCu5WkjupQf0sTj3TWQzbIKPjqgoifvMk_rnt2KDrwuAhVGgMMKXNudp_vqLM5-A0lTPQXMvR9-BBxN69zKNOM93eXw38yLxY_mo/s400/DSC_0172.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Mobil2 and dari mom & Dad & Zoe<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEqPfwVfosiSchG_niXsjBAH0zVEj0JcQ5I01LwSflfug30-eEOD1OSuJJdbH3mYuMIV6Jz9Ym1mKX-fIap6-0bXVpVpQmdVxHN5lcMCuJRjcQbdz2zk_pwYBuWjPoFU6-YKTGdb6NTI2/s1600/DSC_0128.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465067876054738146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEqPfwVfosiSchG_niXsjBAH0zVEj0JcQ5I01LwSflfug30-eEOD1OSuJJdbH3mYuMIV6Jz9Ym1mKX-fIap6-0bXVpVpQmdVxHN5lcMCuJRjcQbdz2zk_pwYBuWjPoFU6-YKTGdb6NTI2/s400/DSC_0128.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Louie lagi diem2 nyuri coklat kek..<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhShFaP6BZSUoNo_T6V_nFXrSyT3s5yem54GLnH18ZbwconqZBZ__OMMn4ivN53FNQVg5Nh9yX2Aa0lbLGBe6YpiXZsPGWl01z1WtgXg0eDH3Dx2EMbSjbKQ9C6uTj4TTCAgyh-RwURfLkV/s1600/DSC_0116.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465067891007068946" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhShFaP6BZSUoNo_T6V_nFXrSyT3s5yem54GLnH18ZbwconqZBZ__OMMn4ivN53FNQVg5Nh9yX2Aa0lbLGBe6YpiXZsPGWl01z1WtgXg0eDH3Dx2EMbSjbKQ9C6uTj4TTCAgyh-RwURfLkV/s400/DSC_0116.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Glad I did that!! and lega rasanya bisa kerjain semuanya ndiri gak ada yg bantuin..Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-82925606212554329542010-04-18T18:10:00.000+07:002010-04-18T18:11:22.844+07:00Hellow there!!Alright..*take a deep breath*, where should I begin??
<br />Too much stories, too much changes, too little words I could think of.
<br />It's almost 9months since we moved from vietnam, to the land of 1001 nights..
<br />So many events, many stories have not been penned here..
<br />My two kids seem to enjoy living here...Zoe loved the nursery she goes to, Louie my boy is enjoying his crawling ...and destructing the house too! ^_^
<br />Not only them, me also feel the same way..I love living here, I love the easy-life. I din believe I said this, but I do enjoy living without a maid..
<br />It does work to shape up my body after giving birth..^_^..
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<br />Allrighty, my new post..better take it easy..I just want to share some of our latest pictures..
<br />This is me, and Zoe (3,5yrs), and Louie (1 year), with our beloved gear to send Zoe to school.
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-0U2jNnhIuqOBPQyxY7yRP3GgnOqOUBczlW5Ka55KYtaRE8EbLP0xKZD5mrYcAvty78LU-v9jU3dgPrvaquxTtYy1RXdmaZcFiCeI9gSbnDbI46NnKlB_Buignj8knqqGCbjp5HCda8k/s1600/DSC_0002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461184960309130178" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-0U2jNnhIuqOBPQyxY7yRP3GgnOqOUBczlW5Ka55KYtaRE8EbLP0xKZD5mrYcAvty78LU-v9jU3dgPrvaquxTtYy1RXdmaZcFiCeI9gSbnDbI46NnKlB_Buignj8knqqGCbjp5HCda8k/s400/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<br />This is My boy Louie
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjStoCFr7xZP2ZM5wlG4mByqJv3Dr36V_rjLhG9t7lfGT2hRXSpcpohF5JhGLfel9LwTiJPkfhM_Fg2S-ZfArC6O94MBdPR-23W4laeyXgHmg5tnSBpKbEdcnmwmyRJG2DG0FR5kb2Z7ZA/s1600/DSC_0044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461184331955333842" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjStoCFr7xZP2ZM5wlG4mByqJv3Dr36V_rjLhG9t7lfGT2hRXSpcpohF5JhGLfel9LwTiJPkfhM_Fg2S-ZfArC6O94MBdPR-23W4laeyXgHmg5tnSBpKbEdcnmwmyRJG2DG0FR5kb2Z7ZA/s400/DSC_0044.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<br />This is my dearest hubby and zoe
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<br />Last but not least, our family picture taken during Louie's 1st birthday dinner.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg-8t-HhAHPR-_P77vi48zNsNJFCSH2JBLRgSmVEVInTsr1Mp2R178SGN2d_QfqnZFPt2xkZ6A-ZoI-ypxADWLREcfZRrkzqBn5OC7WqLvwHBWkgs-BirvjiDf2iizEP3bPSmL-kCf6Pae/s1600/DSC_0075.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461186460555311282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg-8t-HhAHPR-_P77vi48zNsNJFCSH2JBLRgSmVEVInTsr1Mp2R178SGN2d_QfqnZFPt2xkZ6A-ZoI-ypxADWLREcfZRrkzqBn5OC7WqLvwHBWkgs-BirvjiDf2iizEP3bPSmL-kCf6Pae/s400/DSC_0075.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<br />Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-87604732960064366082010-04-14T14:43:00.003+07:002010-04-14T14:53:21.343+07:00take a peekaarrhh..this blog is sooo abandoned...<br />I havent visited this blog too long, til I forgot when the last time I read it. My energy and focus is currently poured on my other <a href="http://bekalmakananakku.blogspot.com/">baby</a><br />Yeah, it's so dusty..and the cup has dried..<br />Worry not babe..I'll clean the cup..and will pour some more coffee...<br />I'll return...my promise!..with more capuccino, more caramel macchiato, more espresso..:))<br />story of our life here...Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-85827648987995347282009-04-02T15:27:00.003+07:002009-04-02T15:33:54.567+07:00Meet my champ!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6HH5Cv9etiAUM_B1JZYhp9kuwlSvwsZCqYh580B1fDeESkKIILf8cfpR0HJ8yFSyYuwaVx8o83nc-Ug-EdL9EcCITsY_l9z3aZk8V2OtP_9Vc-oG9oU52PSAeg_36l6-r8wdUPTWPyYEe/s1600-h/louie1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320008078041554962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6HH5Cv9etiAUM_B1JZYhp9kuwlSvwsZCqYh580B1fDeESkKIILf8cfpR0HJ8yFSyYuwaVx8o83nc-Ug-EdL9EcCITsY_l9z3aZk8V2OtP_9Vc-oG9oU52PSAeg_36l6-r8wdUPTWPyYEe/s400/louie1.jpg" border="0" /></a> The day that I've been waiting for has come, my baby finally come out to see the world.<br />Introducing to you all!<br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"><em>Louie Yong</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"><em>Born on 20th March 2009</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"><em>@ 9.27 a.m</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"><em>FV Hospital - Saigon</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"><em>3.6kg</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;">53cm</span><br /></em></span></div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-10871570743803905702009-02-15T15:46:00.004+07:002009-02-15T16:12:52.281+07:00Journal of the dayOur sundays routine seem predictable and almost the same every week. Woke up late, had breakfast at home or outside, and after that enjoy the cheap indulgence in one of the saloon to wash hair.. :o) Me and my hubby like to pamper ourself with the affordable beauty regime while we can here.<br />And this week, is nothing different. The same routine again. My hair is a typical dull, frizy, super duper dry hair. Washing it with my own hand, will always end up like I never wash, and comb my hair. Guess, that's the reason why I like to go saloon and wash it there. Lucky enough for me, and my lazy behaviour, the price I have to pay..is affordable. They would wash your hair, give your face and head a massage, and blow dry for around an hour, would cost me between 40-50,000 VND (2-3USD). The result is brighter face, and of course no more frizzy hair look.<br />We always bring zoe with us, and let her play with her toy or play with the saloon lady. So far, no complain from her, and she's quite enjoying her trip to saloon. Like today, she also enjoying her pedicure...<br />After we're done with our hair, we went to the baby shop to buy the baby cot. Yes, the baby will be due in four-five weeks time. Preparation for the baby just started.<br />The baby cot is ready, thanks for zoe and dad who hand in hand assemble the baby cot. Oh ya, the baby taffle also ready.<br />My maternity bag, not finish packed. Am stil waiting till all the baby clothes finish washed.<br />I hope the second child will be born on time. We're planning to have the baby delivered in FV hospital in Saigon. If everything is running as planned, I'll be going to saigon few days before the due date. My mom and my sister will be there for me...yipii, can't wait to meet them.<br />Zoe is more than excited to welcoming her baby brother, everyday she would choose her old clothes to be given for her brother. I love to see the excitement on her eyes, and I always want to involve her with the preparation for the baby. Like, choosing the clothes, packing the baby bag, cleaning the toys with zoe. I think it will make her feel involved, needed, and feel like she's turned to be a big sister..:o)<br />Another month to go....nervous nervous....:o))Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-14282289251577615582008-12-27T15:31:00.005+07:002008-12-27T16:42:03.713+07:00look what I've got!We have eventually returned to vungtau, a month earlier than expected. Our plan initially was to come back for a day or two then go back to phitsanulok again. However, after a thorough decision, me and my baby decided to stay back here...to make life easier, and cheaper?? :o) <div><div> </div><div>Staying in thailand at the beginning was tough, but coming to the end of my stay -it was much easier. As we already know the places where to go, playground for zoe to play, etc, however my baby's diet was my biggest concern. Staying in hotel din leave me with much choices of food to eat. Specially for my baby, as am sure they always put bunch of MSG. </div><div>Hence, I prefer to stay back here in vungtau. ALso with the big belly, I rather not to travel as much.</div><br /><div>I was quite satisfied with my shopping spree I did in bangkok. I din buy anything in phitsanulok. I got a bag, a present from me to me for my birthday. No, my hubby is not stingy, but I told him I wanna buy myself something this time. Sometimes, spending your own money was more satisfying. I think the bag was really representing my character, and my need. It doesnt take fortune compared to the branded bags, say LV, Gucci, and the gank (which I fancy to buy one day :o), <span style="font-size:78%;">save..save...save....first!, deb) </span><span style="font-size:100%;">It's bulky size, could fit many things that I can throw in. Am talking about my baby milk bottle, diaper, sun glasses, and many other baby stuff. Yeah, Am a mother of a toddler, hence a big bag is the one i need. Besides, I dun like small bag. Seem they are too small for my big size body. Ehm..</span></div><div>Look at my bag, I just love it! It's really love at first sight!</div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Sold0RV8eli336QQ8v2TXr8SQ7gTNAJFkKnUFZ917LpJoqxrOlNX57J9Kb6YNl1We2KSZiQEGIuF89e1cvKTNt1V4TqOtQ02Stxg1-jI-fJkEQzefKjJ6-_EA4PB0LFtWgep3dRVcpf1/s1600-h/PC181394.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284401670718548434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Sold0RV8eli336QQ8v2TXr8SQ7gTNAJFkKnUFZ917LpJoqxrOlNX57J9Kb6YNl1We2KSZiQEGIuF89e1cvKTNt1V4TqOtQ02Stxg1-jI-fJkEQzefKjJ6-_EA4PB0LFtWgep3dRVcpf1/s400/PC181394.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div>The other two item I got were shoes. GOsh, it's so difficult to get a shoe my size and my taste in vietnam. The nice ones normally are too small for my feet. Yes, the ladies here generally are petite size. And again, no..my feet not that big either. Mine consider normal, if you're wondering.</div><div> </div><div>I need flat shoes this time, because high heel dun seem possible for me to carry my big belly.</div><div>If you see my shoes, I think you know why I love these shoes...</div><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhpC4uEue6I3f3VDIfRqRlQ8FgXcPieXemeIyP_pfnt-VYQlX-TMiarOO7BzXr2B4bC7uTXnvc8e9MAPmr4MuwpMuQ9yLeuveVz8B3ILfB1HQmRGZx5GLmvyLoL05H6ZYrjoXGcV3411C/s1600-h/PC181445.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284402012887488354" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhpC4uEue6I3f3VDIfRqRlQ8FgXcPieXemeIyP_pfnt-VYQlX-TMiarOO7BzXr2B4bC7uTXnvc8e9MAPmr4MuwpMuQ9yLeuveVz8B3ILfB1HQmRGZx5GLmvyLoL05H6ZYrjoXGcV3411C/s400/PC181445.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqfWWQUrgUjc4qUBOlu4RRnZWzMo8LX1TMNiSh77dKTOzLa0ug4gg6YqjmifWZCjguWa2IQZ45IjBqvdDxamwxx4mMsu_tT1t-KX00XAvz6y5_86ZsVAJkg9NXQRLhRjpvgsULiZO2uIAw/s1600-h/PC181424.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284402276653907378" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqfWWQUrgUjc4qUBOlu4RRnZWzMo8LX1TMNiSh77dKTOzLa0ug4gg6YqjmifWZCjguWa2IQZ45IjBqvdDxamwxx4mMsu_tT1t-KX00XAvz6y5_86ZsVAJkg9NXQRLhRjpvgsULiZO2uIAw/s400/PC181424.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwIPvg39pTQZJznmbVOWaZa1DYeWe7g5TM8Q9NpguFH9nzv6VIqIt7Q8PZyYUP8Gem58HFnwDcWh43Tzms8T10ZG1zeIEJdrhyU0r2Y3XI6czW34cOJZBc4FYf80nfa8TuBAA8MVzuR9db/s1600-h/PC181455.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284402442074531586" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwIPvg39pTQZJznmbVOWaZa1DYeWe7g5TM8Q9NpguFH9nzv6VIqIt7Q8PZyYUP8Gem58HFnwDcWh43Tzms8T10ZG1zeIEJdrhyU0r2Y3XI6czW34cOJZBc4FYf80nfa8TuBAA8MVzuR9db/s400/PC181455.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Love them, love them, and love them..</div></div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-44954614109560204932008-12-23T15:38:00.002+07:002008-12-23T15:46:18.092+07:00adios thailand.It's so funny. At the beginning of my stay in Thailand, for the first couple of weeks I kept whining and complaining. Now, my term of stay here ended and have to return to vietnam. Somehow there's something missing, I feel sad to leave the place.<br />Kept saying that it was dead city. However the truth was, it was a peaceful place. With many of friendly faces you can easily find everycorner of your ways.<br />It's not dead city at all! I find many places I could choose to go compare the place that we're currently living. My baby also finds it enjoyable, as she could play in the playground that she loves to visit. She also made many friends here...<em><span style="font-size:78%;">off the record - she's more famous than me here</span></em>..:o)<br />No matter how reluctant I am to leave, stil we have no choice but to go.<br />Til then Phitsanulok, adieu...we'll come back again someday!Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-80431646272011243892008-12-23T14:57:00.002+07:002008-12-23T15:36:16.154+07:00when i fall in love<em><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Jatuh cinta berjuta rasanya...</span></em><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Aku merasa seperti melayang di awan</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Aku merasa seperti remaja kembali</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Aku merasa muda 10 tahun</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Wah...senangnya</span><br /><em><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Jatuh cinta berjuta rasanya...</span></em><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Ingin rasanya selalu berdekatan dengannya</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Ingin rasanya selalu bersentuhan dengannya</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Wah...indahnya</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Andaikata setiap hari aku boleh jatuh cinta...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Hidup serasa surga</span><br /><br /><br />Phitsanulok, 22December08<br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">When I am falling in love</span></em>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-45633728878097714972008-12-04T17:14:00.004+07:002008-12-16T15:41:50.193+07:00Zoey is turned 2 years!Pada saat aku menulis ini, Zoey udah berumur 2taon 2bulan. Sebenernya telat banget nyak untuk nulis tentang ultah dia yang kedua. Tapi dari pada ndak lah. Takut lupa, pas dia gede nanti..gak ada memori di usia 2taonnya.<br />Ultah dia dirayain di Semarang pas kemaren mudik lebaran. Sebenernya mau simpel, makan keluarga. Aku gak ngurusin apa2 sih, pokoknya sebelum pulang aku suruh aja mamaku untuk pesen catering, en bla2...siapa yang diundang terserah doi aja.<br />Dalem bayangan kepala pasti cuman keluarga aja, eh ternyata mama mengundang seluruh gang nya baek yang aku kenal atau yang aku kagak kenal. Total undangan sekitar 50orang, dan banyakan orang tua............aaaa semua..Haha.<br />Kasiannya anakku, merayakan ultah dengan kakek kakek dan nini nini.<br />Ada sih sepupu2 dia yg cuman 2-3 org yg sepantaran. Yah, gak apa lah...paling juga belum ngeh dia.<br />Karena zoey getol banget ama Barney, aku minta di pesenin Barney Cake. Dalam pikiran ku, maunya yang 3D getu, pake fondant biar keliatan lucu. Tapi kayaknya belum ada yang bisa bikin kayak gitu deh di bakery yang kami tunjuk. Tapi ya sutra, yang penting ada gambar Barneynya, Zoey toh gak isa bedain mana barney yg cute en yg asal jadi.. :o))<br />Cakenya cukup gede, 40 x 60cm, dengan diskon 50%, bayarnya cuman 350ribu rph...murah banget kan? makanya aku gak banyak komplain dengan hasil barneynya..Lha wong murah, mau bagus. Kebangetan kan? Tapi rasa cakenya, mak nyus juga. Banyak yang bilang wuenak. Karena kami pesen jgn pake ovalet, supaya gak ngendal rasanya di lidah. En beneran, tanpa ovalet, rasanya muantap banget.<br />Zoey dapet hadiah kalung emas ber liontin kan anjing2 an dari neneknya. It's very cute. Hadiah dari aku sendiri...hmm..apa ya, pestanya itulah.<br />Baju pestanya sendiri, dapet warisan dari sepupunya. Jadi bener2 simpel deh. Waktu ultah karena yg dateng banyak orangtua, ya gak ada acara buat anak2. Yang ada, begitu semua dah kumpul, berdoa lalu makan. Setelah kenyang pada pulang...<br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">Foto2 pas acara ultah untuk sekarang belum bisa di upload, karena masih di vungtau, tapi begitu kami pulang nanti pasti aku upload.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333333;">Zoey sendiri diusia yang genap 2taon, semakin keliatan karakternya. Dia lebih ekspresif dalam mengungkapkan apa yang dia mau. Kalimat kalimat lebih panjang dari sebelumnya, walaupun terkadang masih kebalik balik tata bahasanya, dan juga masih campur-campur antara bahasa inggris dan bahasa indonesia. Namun setelah pulang dari Indonesia, bahasa Indonesia nya lebih lancar dari bahasa Inggrisnya. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333333;">Dia juga sudah mulai menyanyikan lagu2 anak-anak dengan lengkap dari awal ampe akhir dengan lancar, dan jelas. Dari lagu baa baa black sheep, twinkle2, I love you -you love me nya barney, satu-satu, nina bobo,sampe lagu Liang qe lao hu. Seneng banget dengerin dia bisa nyanyiin dengan lengkap, secara dulu aku sering bertanya-tanya kapan anakku bisa nyanyi yang bener. It's one achievement for her!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333333;">Dia juga sudah mulai suka makan yang rada manis-manis, sudah mulai doyan nyemil. Walaupun sayur masih susah masuk, makanannya masih terbatas nasi, dan daging2...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333333;">Belakangan dia suka sekali baca buku 'Where's Wally?'. Surprisingly, dia bisa menemukan semua karakter yang ada dibuku Wally dengan cepat, dan juga semua barang2 yang kecil kecil seperti key, bone, dog tail, scroll. Dia sangat menikmati buku ini, dari buka mata dipagi hari hingga malam sebelum tidur pasti minta untuk baca buku ini. Waduh, sampe mata mamanya juga belekan kebanyakan liat buku ini. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#333333;">Pertanyaan2 sudah susah dibendung, terkadang heran juga ini anak kog kuat sekali ngomong gak ada istirahatnya! Liat orang tua pake topi, nanya.."mama - unclenya pake <em>apa tuh?</em>?" Kata-kata apa tuh, gak pernah stop diucapkan dan diulang2 mulu. Walaupun kadang capek jawabnya, tapi kayaknya emang masa dia - masa2 lagi penasarannya tinggi, jadi kita yg jadi orangtua maklum aja.</span></div><div align="justify">Tingginya diusia 2taon dah mencapai 87cm, gak montok lagi kayak dulu. Sekarang cuman pipinya aja yang sedikit gembul, sedangkan badannya udah gak kayak michelin lagi.</div><div align="justify">Mami doain ya nak, kamu selalu sehat, cantik, cinta Tuhan, dengerin orang tua dan pintar!</div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-8404593640795228692008-12-03T16:33:00.001+07:002008-12-04T12:19:32.707+07:00am lucky to be stranded here!I was about to cry this morning when i found out that the laptop I bring couldn't turn on. Was hopeless, and wondering what I would do next to kill the time here. and now, taraa...just because of my foolishness not knowing that i was supposed to switch on the button to have the power cord on. Whatever it is, am glad i have my computer back in life.<br /><br />Yes, after almost one week stranded in bangkok with uncertainty feeling, yesterday we arrived here in pitsanoluk by train that took us around 5hours from bangkok.<br />Many of my friends concern about me and my family here, that I appreciate so much.<br />However, I have to tell you honestly..If I have to be stranded somewhere, bangkok was really my choice. Haha..I enjoyed all the food when I was there. The mango sticky rice, the Thai tea. Oh my goodness, all the food just enriching my body to the fullest! 2 kg in a week? ow dear lord. Make me scared to death!<br />Everyday is a new day for me to make a new resolution, no more sweet stuffs, no more sweet stuffs...(keep reminding my self), but that thai tea!..gosh, why they make it so nice?? why is it so tempting?? two glasses not enuff. and why is it so full of calories?? oh yeah, the condensed milk, the cream? hmmm...the caffein also. I know it's not good to consume when u pregnant.. but, mercy lord...it's just so hard! irresistable. Blaming myself everyday.<br /><br />We stil dunno when exactly we'll be out of here, the plan is somewhere mid of jan09. However, If I can't stand it, perhaps I'll go back home vungtau earlier.<br />Zoe been good,and extremely behaved compared when she's in vungtau which am quite pleased about. I hope she will stay the same.Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-60236189460483820352008-11-24T11:31:00.002+07:002008-11-24T11:38:21.278+07:00Away (again)<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;">We'll be away to <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Phitsanoluk, Thailand</span></strong> effective tomorrow, 25th November until (probably) mid January 2009.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;">If we're lucky enuff to have internet conx, I'll be blogging as usual. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;">Miss y'all!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"></span> </div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-55470871222336257292008-11-04T14:59:00.005+07:002008-11-14T16:19:59.447+07:00We're BACK!!!Hai hai hai..there...so long havent posted anything here. I guess i start to abandon this blog. Yeah, We've just come back from a one month holiday in my hometown.Only me, and my baby without my hubby. A full month of laziness, full month of eating the meals I've been longing to have, a full month of doing nothing!<br />See, you get what I mean? and somehow i stil carry this 'disease' back to to vungtau.<br /><br />So, what's new after one month holiday?..let me see:<br />1. a broken camera....yes, my baby has pinched the sensor of the camera lens and it doesn't work anymore.<br /><br />2. a much bigger tummy! I promised myself last time, to try to control my body weight, not to increase so fast. But i guess, that's impossible if what i always did was letting my butt stuck on sofa. I remember, when I went home I wore this cargo pant and it kept dropping as I din have my belt on. However, one month later it's no longer fit me.<br />3. You could now imagine me walking like a big elephant, so slow..as every inch of my lower body aching.<br />4. Yes, we have found out...It's a baby boy. No point of keeping it as a secret, eh? A pair that we're gonna have.<br />5. Zoey din have apetite during her stay in Indonesia. She din want to eat, regardless all kind of foods prepared for her, milk?? ermm....sorry mama, no mood to drink as well. Result? lost 1.5kg in a month time. Headache for every mom, eh?<br />But, good things happened after we arrive in VT. Her appetite slowly returned to its path..:o)<br />6. <span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;">My baby becomes 'tukang bully kid' now!</span> <span style="font-size:180%;">a shock?!</span> not only you, me as well. I feel scared everytime she tried to approach other kid or baby. She will push, pull, or hit them.<br />Yeah, after bullying the animal, now she turns to another children as the victim.. :o)<br />Where was that a sweet funny caring little gal I had? I hope it's just a cycle that she will go through. <span style="color:#cccccc;">Please, bring me back my old sweet little baby! :o))</span><br />However, I can see that she's brighter than ever, funnier than ever too, every comment she makes always make me laugh. I tell you, she's really one little clown. Zoe is fully aware that her mommy is having a baby inside her tummy. People keep asking her not to ask mommy to carry her all the time. She heard that enuff, i guess. The other day, we went to shopping mall she carried this small plastic bag. She seems lazy to carry the bag anymore, than she said,'<span style="color:#66cccc;">"Mommy, you carry this, it's heavy, zoe stomache have baby!" </span><span style="color:#000000;">I can't stop laughing!..and yes, she seemed serious saying it.</span><br /><br />Holidaying is nice, however the nicest place for me is being with family, your hubby and your baby wherever you are. Home sweet home, to me!Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-54788722391175303462008-10-12T15:03:00.002+07:002008-10-12T15:06:13.339+07:00Away.....againFrenz..<br />We're now holidaying in my hometown. You will not see us for sometimes. Well, I might post somethings if time and idea permit.<br /><br />nyum...nyum...nyum...(typing and eating my favourite satay....aah...so wonderful!)Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-59806903638131530922008-09-26T15:34:00.006+07:002008-09-26T17:01:56.844+07:00Zoe dan si anak anjing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfiIbmtq3asCrc9IqSMzdyzxpKgmh-uWeMH9WVcjVslTLSJMTNnw0UPHBXNdx5lCIt98LOQL9KSvsGKofjW_Lr247DVONzeWJWFrwhDNXCYnZ4S3HJgVt4Gdg-19LJ96b9GHL-qaHDVdM8/s1600-h/P9050335.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250266313533012498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfiIbmtq3asCrc9IqSMzdyzxpKgmh-uWeMH9WVcjVslTLSJMTNnw0UPHBXNdx5lCIt98LOQL9KSvsGKofjW_Lr247DVONzeWJWFrwhDNXCYnZ4S3HJgVt4Gdg-19LJ96b9GHL-qaHDVdM8/s400/P9050335.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidrQs2_73wo7Z_GAK0cBE6g84q3xETHusI19m1Fkm58YD8KKfjJ_6Ovfk6AtNh_h9Ad4a3xATYcqbdioKMNMaGEU_froFSwjSVhEdmoDmrxNFIntBcSsOU8bq-rLNGmUnNN8csGp7Jg15g/s1600-h/P9050340.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250265533014368898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidrQs2_73wo7Z_GAK0cBE6g84q3xETHusI19m1Fkm58YD8KKfjJ_6Ovfk6AtNh_h9Ad4a3xATYcqbdioKMNMaGEU_froFSwjSVhEdmoDmrxNFIntBcSsOU8bq-rLNGmUnNN8csGp7Jg15g/s400/P9050340.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Anak anjing ini kami panggil Kiki, tapi kayaknya sih dia belum ngeh kalo namanya Kiki. Lha wong tiap kali dipanggil gak pernah dateng. Ya sutra, namanya juga masih anak2..:o)</div><div>Eniway, singkat cerita si Kiki ini sempat menjadi bagian dari keluarga kami selama beberapa minggu, setelah keluarga kami sempat ketambahan ikan Lohan. Status mereka sama-sama, tidak mendapat persetujuan dari saya. </div><br /><div>Ketika suatu hari minggu yang cerah ceria, tiba2 suami saya celetuk bahwa dia udah beli akuarium...dan besok sudah bakal mendapat sumbangan bayi2 ikan lohan 6ekor!</div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Whatt???!!</span> Yah, dia gak bilang sama saya karena sudah pasti saya bilang <span style="font-size:180%;">BIG NO!</span> Well, I am obviously not an animal lover. Dan sekarang si Lohan sudah mulai unjuk gigi, selang 2bulan kemudian, udah mulai menunjukkan kepalanya yang gede.</div><br /><div>Dan, kejutan berikutnya terjadi setelah kami pulang dari liburan, tiba-tiba sang tukang jaga membawa seekor puppy untuk sang majikan lelaki. Wah, tentu saja si majikan lelaki yang maniak anjing senang sekali, dan tanpa bilang2 sang majikan perempuan yang laki ublek2 dapur , mengiyakan dengan bahagia. Si anak perempuannya yg lagi tidur, dengan gak sabar dibangunnkannya - <em>biasa ga tahan pengen pamer</em>...karena si anak perempuan juga gak kalah maniak binatang...what a pair!! Si tukang jaga rupanya kasian ngliat sang anak perempuan yang suka sekali pergi ketetangga untuk ngliat puppy, ternyata puppynya mati ketabrak motor.<br /></div><div>Mulailah saat itu, hari2 dirumah penuh keributan dengan si Kiki, dengan si anak perempuan yang lari2 ketakutan dikejar anjing, atawa si anak perempuan yang lagi menyiksa si anjing.</div><div>Terkadang si anak perempuan yang belum pahan kelakuan anjing akan terus maksa supaya waktu makan, si puppy kudu ngabisin susu yang dibuat, or daging yang disediain...pokoknya sampe si puppy <em>neg</em> ketakutan liat si anak perempuan ini.</div><br /><div>Sang mama yang ngliat kelakuan anaknya suka histeris sendiri, hari-hari jadi suka spaneng! darah tinggi, kerjaannya jadi suka teriak... Zoe NOOOO!!!, DONT DO THATTTT!!! OR KIkI NOOO!!!..GOOO GOOO... Ketika ngliat sang anak mengangkat puppy dengan menarik kedua telinganya, atau terkadang ekornya aja...(aduh..bisa mati itu puppy), atau risih ngliat si puppy njilat2 muka si anak perempuan.</div><div>Udah sang mama yang lagi hamil, pake acara mual, jadi suka jerit2...wah, komplet banget hidupnya. </div><br /><div>Sang mama tidak suka sama anjing, karena punya histori yang gak mengenakan dengan si anjing. Dulu waktu masa2 di balikpapan, si anak perempuan setelah umur 8bulan kerjaannya keluar masuk dokter...sakit yang sama, batuk pilek batuk pilek....baru sembuh 3hari, sakit lagi..begitu terus...Sampe capek sendiri, dan gak tega ngliat si bayi yang dicekokin obat en antibiotik mulu. Ternyata belakangan setelah konsultasi dengan beberapa dokter anak, akhirnya diambil kesimpulan kalo sang anak alergi dengan sesuatu. </div><br /><div>Karena yang bisa disalahin waktu itu adalah si anjing piaraan, ya udah deh..sampe skrg sang mama rada antipati dengan keberadaan anjing disekitar anak perempuan.</div><div>Ternyata kekuatiran sang mama beralasan.. beberapa hari adanya si Kiki..eh, sang anak batuk2, dan mulai runny nose. Gak tau apa ya kebetulan karena pancaroba, atau ya si Kiki ini penyebabnya. Sang mama terus berdebat dengan sang papa yang masih gak yakin kalo si Kiki ini jadi biang sakitnya sang anak. Ampe akhirnya si antibiotik yang udah nyaris abis gak ada hasilnya. Sang mama langsung ambil tindakan sendiri, KIRIM BALIK INI PUPPY KE YANG PUNYA!!!</div><div>Waktu sang papa lagi dikantor, si mama talipun...</div><div><span style="color:#999999;"><em>"Honey, Get yourself mentally prepared..."</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#999999;"><em>"Why?"</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#999999;"><em>"I've returned the puppy."</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#999999;"><em>...silent for a while...</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#999999;"><em>"How Zoe take it?"</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#999999;"><em>"Well, She seems to understand... She thought the dog brought by Mr. Seng to his house, to sleep over there, and she's pretty ok with that."</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#999999;"><em>"If she's ok, then fine.."</em></span></div><br /><div>Hang up phone.... Sang mama...tersenyum penuh kemenangan.. :o)))</div><div>and yes, Setelah beberapa hari...Zoe sembuh...ahhh....teori si mama benar rupanya.</div></div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-16423680901801156982008-09-12T11:32:00.005+07:002008-09-13T14:22:57.724+07:00The second miracle is coming<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqqNFT86fR0I6SsvHFIrDRs10a4qYARzTZ1fNLUm1P4w2yQCfVYIMX-9Qz_Dyl-Kdv4qZz6ypSQ3YRgqrmUnoc3kxSYWqEFvoT_AYbPAyLcJpDZId6D6i6uEP9mgUXiqtAzrkYvzbGKgkJ/s1600-h/baby2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245402777445494658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqqNFT86fR0I6SsvHFIrDRs10a4qYARzTZ1fNLUm1P4w2yQCfVYIMX-9Qz_Dyl-Kdv4qZz6ypSQ3YRgqrmUnoc3kxSYWqEFvoT_AYbPAyLcJpDZId6D6i6uEP9mgUXiqtAzrkYvzbGKgkJ/s400/baby2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ok, I should have posted this long time back. At least to let some of my friends know that am now pregnant, yes Zoe is gonna have sibbling!<br />I have now wrapped my first semester of the pregnancy. The ups and downs during the first three months, really made me lazy to post anything about it. Lost my mood, spent most of my days either snuggled in my bed, or throwing up in the toilet.<br />The first month was actually okay, I hardly felt anything..so I thought this time would be different experience from the first pregnancy. Good!<br /><br />Second month came, and I had breakout on my face! gosh, never in my wildest dream I had so many acnes on my face! Yeah, I seldom had acne...if yes, that meant only one or two!<br />This time, hmm.. so embarrassed to say, I lost count of them. Too many! Complaining everyday to my hubby, til he also gave up dunno what else comfort words could convince me that I was stil beautiful as always on his eyes!<br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;">Hormones baby, blame it to hormones!...</span>everyday is not a good day, tried to be cheerful..but it's just so hard!<br />Zoe was more cranky too, so spoilt to mommy, easily cry when she didnt get what she wanted. Expected mommy to carry her most of the times. Those just made things worsen.<br />Imagine this, Nauseas, always felt cold, couldnt bare feet when touched the floor- The chill from the tile would rush spreading to my whole body and made me vomit.<br />I really hate the second month.<br />The third month was slowly getting better eventhough now and then I stil had the morning sickness. If one day I felt better, the following day, not neccessarily I felt better too.<br />We spent the last two weeks of my third month of pregnancy in Kuala Lumpur. Hmm...before I went for holiday, I already imagining all the nice delicacies I would enjoy there. Had them listed on my head. However funny things happened. Out of the blue, I found all kinds of meat just sickening me! I couldnt swallow anything with meat inside. I just had vegetables during my trip there. Can you imagine, that you are in Malaysia where all nice delicacies you can find, and all you eat is only vegie??<br />What a waste really, I past all those nice prawns, crispy pork, steam fish....grrrhhmm..<br />So, the first semester over, and I just started my new second semester. The second semester theoritically should be the best phase of the pregnancy.<br />Well, I just keep my finger cross! Pray to God to give me strenght every night and day, that's what I need. Having a kid and expecting, is really not an easy thing to go through.<br />I am missing my mom so much now, wishing her to be around me now. Having her around like my first pregnancy was a GREAT help. Her gentle hand would massage me whenever I felt nauseas, the morning sickness stil there..but it soothed me.<br />I have made a plan to go back home next month, I just can't wait. Am counting the days now..<br />19,18,17,.........Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-83053129394443689072008-08-16T10:35:00.003+07:002008-08-16T10:54:17.732+07:00Away<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF9oa9ISLaMj-rm4Tp4VdctdyqOxXFstYi5DN23oAF7LTofyrZJgQU-_zNWwj4_hy36et7hcjS55to3CCSy626Npk3dKUxv_mTuXnbGcKNi-B6cGS6uXClRTXDjMq7DdJnue-Ewv3s6M8H/s1600-h/luggage1.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234956022663575362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF9oa9ISLaMj-rm4Tp4VdctdyqOxXFstYi5DN23oAF7LTofyrZJgQU-_zNWwj4_hy36et7hcjS55to3CCSy626Npk3dKUxv_mTuXnbGcKNi-B6cGS6uXClRTXDjMq7DdJnue-Ewv3s6M8H/s400/luggage1.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Friends,</div><div>We'll be away for two weeks start from today ( 16 August -... ), please..do miss us!</div><div>I hope we can come back with more interesting holiday stories!</div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142027047901824498.post-65729575861770447312008-08-05T10:13:00.005+07:002008-08-05T11:22:13.054+07:00When Zoe meets babyWhat happen when Zoe meets baby?<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230883726624895538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKCDl2qc-aZz202T-cqsUiIp0_jdeEMcntZuNMAH0aSpqdbghoxLrPZicDRI6gPLbZEHEpO-a3LxwkJ9FCuFtMFM8n9NzSiPV6jUtx39hJ32TuNvGUUEZBmXXJNsXQlZqaK1r1BUP3C2RD/s400/mosaic7410200.jpg" border="0" /> <div><div>Refused to give away baby, and asked mommie to bring baby home inside mommie' s bag.</div><div>Haiya.....kid! She might think that the baby was a doll.</div></div>Deby Suwitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04767110722712129071noreply@blogger.com3