<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:27:36.849+08:00</updated><category term='oh Kevin'/><category term='Heeha'/><title type='text'>ITs My life</title><subtitle type='html'>Here's the story...let me think where to start.I guess my life 
only really actually starts beating after Jere was born.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4492883879796433600</id><published>2009-08-28T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:20:32.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spirit of contentment</title><content type='html'>I lost the ealier post.  gotta write it again....to sum up.  i want to rejoice and celebrate my son's completion of exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what grades, I must encourage him to develop good attitudes towards life and studies.  I had refused to reward him with yoyo.  instead he traded for a movie with the 3 of us.  He recollected the one time I went with him for pizza.  such a sweet boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4492883879796433600?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4492883879796433600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4492883879796433600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4492883879796433600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4492883879796433600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/08/spirit-of-contentment.html' title='spirit of contentment'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4254449120533865237</id><published>2009-07-29T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:27:45.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>green pasture</title><content type='html'>Learning to be content is easy now.  Coz someone told me that if I water my garden everyday, it will be green.  So I need not look over the other side and hoping for it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been reading and enjoy learning more about myself and God.  Half my time, mothering, and the other half, enjoying life.  What could I ask for....I'm thankful to my great mentor, my supportive mum, my cute sister, my patient husband, my annoying children, my faithful friends...all for my pleassure ... to learn and love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the purpose of life....worship.  How??....cleaning the table, mopping the floor,repeating instructions and etc...in the name of being a servant.  Am I, Will I be always humble...I struggle.  yet, I know my struggle is not a losing battle.  I am sure to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to the rat race.....Jere's chinese oral is next week.  I tot of a brilliant idea to get im to memorise the 2 tang shi that will be tested.  Ha!Ha!  after school, if he dun memorise, he simply can't watch any TV programmes!!!!wicked...very wicked....but it works!!!2 nights, and he is almost quite a polished tang shi scholar...i pray lah.  well...the rest is up to him.  still gota get im to memorise 2 more picture conversation passages else, he is sure dumbstruck!  God will help us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4254449120533865237?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4254449120533865237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4254449120533865237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4254449120533865237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4254449120533865237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/07/green-pasture.html' title='green pasture'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-626561291689956783</id><published>2009-07-16T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:00:37.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>since last week, i had been very free...had not felt so rested for such a long time.  I really praise God and thank God for this break.  I enjoyed myself, sitting on my sofa, reading my book and breaking fast at home.  It had been wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that could happen, I had felt miserable because i was retrenched.  one of my student was transferred to korean school and had no time for tuition, while another was unhappy with me.  I felt unwanted, and for a while useless....then again...I fell into mild depression, i can;t sleep, very annoyed with almost everything and everyone.  that lasted for about 2-3 days.  in the midst of my praying and reading...i knew that i must ride the tide else i will sink and die.  I will not let it happen.. i had not start living in the first place.  I mean living the way I wanted.  now, staying at home is what I want, but again... i struggle with motherhood.  I read an article which cheered me, it is about loving chldren and family but hating motherhood.  the author is none other than a mum.  anyway, the story directed me to focus...my enemy is not motherhood, but rather my accusation towards myself.  that means....listening to satan lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gota go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-626561291689956783?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/626561291689956783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=626561291689956783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/626561291689956783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/626561291689956783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-9010648680943794695</id><published>2009-06-30T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:54:05.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>today was the first time I had lunch with the rest of the Tai tai.  I am very happy to lunch with them as the feeling came back again....I have friends again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so exciting...God is creative...He knows what to entertain us as different point og our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received a sms from my piano teacher that she will no longer be teaching Jere anymore...gota find a new teacher.  His piano lessons had never been easy for me.  Help me Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jere is back to school, he is very excited as now he has a new appointment.  God is very good to him.  Khloe is enjoying school....thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-9010648680943794695?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/9010648680943794695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=9010648680943794695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/9010648680943794695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/9010648680943794695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2391302194140316425</id><published>2009-06-11T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:07:44.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June holidays</title><content type='html'>Last week, I met up with our matchmaker and talked about our children.  I also managed to meet up with ex colleagues and Ming Ying.  Pretty pleased with how I had spent my time.  Also, I had been training Jere on skipping and badminton.  Quite alright, gotta learn to be encouraging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2391302194140316425?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2391302194140316425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2391302194140316425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2391302194140316425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2391302194140316425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-holidays.html' title='June holidays'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7761670879873043915</id><published>2009-05-20T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:51:20.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a long time</title><content type='html'>hmm...I had been unwell for a while now.  Got upset when my body can't seemed to recover...Still clinging to His word....that He is the healer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7761670879873043915?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7761670879873043915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7761670879873043915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7761670879873043915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7761670879873043915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-long-time.html' title='its been a long time'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4235511475605281714</id><published>2009-04-01T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:50:54.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term 2 week 2</title><content type='html'>I am now learning and teaching my children to thank God for our salvation daily.  Also to praise God for who he is... His work on the cross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading a book about SEX!  Whether one believes he sins or not, he/she will not change the fact that the sun will still shine and the work completed at the cross.  How many times, you have heard people turning away from the church, or relationship simply coz they had grown tired or offended in some way.  Like it or not, we will have to stand before God to be judged.  So continue to lead a "carefree" life...and see how Satan will leave u in the lurch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write these because, I had witnessed so many friends' life ruined.  They had exchanged short term gains for eternal future/hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy to hear that Lizhen will be in London till 14 June!  Lusting....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4235511475605281714?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4235511475605281714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4235511475605281714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4235511475605281714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4235511475605281714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/04/term-2-week-2.html' title='Term 2 week 2'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4163094829169390540</id><published>2009-03-25T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:33:46.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet week</title><content type='html'>Since I have no assignment, I have been enjoying every minute a home.  Wnet for a swim today and ha! Ha!  I can fit into my new halter neck swim top!  Decided to buy a 2 pc, not so sexy ones anymore...Hubby said that I look like auntie!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in facebook more than blogging.  However...I think blogging is still better than FB.  This week, I learnt that I should thank God for my salvation and praise HIM on a daily basis...try...it tones me spiritually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4163094829169390540?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4163094829169390540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4163094829169390540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4163094829169390540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4163094829169390540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/03/quiet-week.html' title='Quiet week'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-8564306495796356263</id><published>2009-03-07T09:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:30:50.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attitude- sin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SbHN_CbJI4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qBKcqGXq0U0/s1600-h/CIMG2444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SbHN_CbJI4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qBKcqGXq0U0/s200/CIMG2444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310251918512694146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am reading "Stranger to the road to Emmaus" I learnt alot of new and old things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezekiel 28:16-17 tells me that God, a perfect one could not tolerate Lucifer's sin.  Immediately, satan was expelled.  So sin in our life has to be dealt with immediately!  cannot delay or compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prov6:16-17 God hates a proud look,  God called lucifer's attitude- sin.Many times, even before I scold or yelled at Jere...my attitude towards him is already SIN-  very impatient and unwilling to be loving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-8564306495796356263?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8564306495796356263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=8564306495796356263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8564306495796356263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8564306495796356263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/03/attitude-sin.html' title='attitude- sin'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SbHN_CbJI4I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qBKcqGXq0U0/s72-c/CIMG2444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4801389774736434740</id><published>2009-02-16T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:14:35.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the weak say I am strong</title><content type='html'>How I marvel at the work of HIS hands!  I was told that Jere's weakness in my eyes may be His purpose for him!  I was taken aback upon hearing.  My " shut up"!  beeter come to a stop!  I can't imagaine such a simple thing can so easily be lost in motherhood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be resolve to stop telling him to shut up or I will have to shut up for the rest of my life.  I will have no right over his life and worst still malign the word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a brutal slap on me.  I pray that I will learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4801389774736434740?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4801389774736434740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4801389774736434740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4801389774736434740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4801389774736434740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-weak-say-i-am-strong.html' title='Let the weak say I am strong'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5728427589395441041</id><published>2009-02-06T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:04:57.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>settle down?</title><content type='html'>It's been a month since khloe and jeremiah start school.  I wi=ould say I am still not settle.  Thinking of next week makes me nervous...feeding khloe and helping in HARP?  Don;t like the idea but feel that I should contribute more.  Also tuition has some changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, cradle roll will start, and hopefully I will get down to work on the "sex" topic that I hope to share by March.  And to work on the CA and "Stranger" book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5728427589395441041?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5728427589395441041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5728427589395441041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5728427589395441041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5728427589395441041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/02/settle-down.html' title='settle down?'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2144000123873952772</id><published>2009-02-02T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:57:11.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>willing work 2</title><content type='html'>These 2 weeks will be hectic...coz of HARP in SHPS.  I am quite stress out as I am helping out the program while caring for my 2 children.  Forget about Jere since he is in his school...Khloe...gota feed her outside the library where I will be doing crowd control..in fact wondering how can I do that...no chairs and table for khloe to eat and I should be standing there for an hour!  thoughts of it already make me nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big thingy on my mind is this sunday cradel roll launch!  I hope the rest are ok with the schedule and SOW so that I can email to Ps Kin by thursday.  I think it is a great idea to print on newsletter so that the parents know who to look for that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... I am hoping to start meeting Susan and Ps Kin also....then my tuition timing has to change.....this is my stress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wonder if I will get bombarded by the cradle roll schedule arrangement as I had told them that duties will be once every 2 months.  Now only 7 of us so will have to tighten and Xiao Xian and Lizhen being away till June also is a challenge for my ladies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Daphne is ready to take on sessions on her own.  I believe that my team are steady people.  so I know that my fears are unfounded.  Last week, I also saw God moving in our midst as He helped us resolve relationship issues.  This week, I praised God for a change of hearts.  And my months of unanswered prayer is shedding some light for one of my very precious girl...thank God.  And this week I am hearing more good news from near and far...so praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for a serial that I am enjoying now at 10pm.  bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2144000123873952772?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2144000123873952772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2144000123873952772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2144000123873952772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2144000123873952772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/02/willing-work-2.html' title='willing work 2'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5746054128813851362</id><published>2009-01-21T09:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:04:42.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first time I went swimming after such a long break from exercise.  I had bought a new suit and a new pair of goggles $50!!  Well...  This expenditure will make me not give up swimming at any cost.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was swimming, the joy was mine.  I love to swim alone under the hot sun and besides it was not crowded at all.  I get to pick my digital locker, and bathroom was clean and most importantly- QUIET.  I like to serenity of such afternoon.  I must thank God for my season has come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to send Khloe for ballet class soon.  Jere is doing alright...like most boys will forget to inform me of his outstanding homework and notes in his bag for 2-3 days without handing in to tch!!! I really detest such people.  What to do...gotta reduce my spanking and of course verbal abuse!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had vowed to stop spanking him and I had broken that covenant....I am working on it daily and trying to be more laid back so that I will not continually be pressurized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days looking glooming....tuition is cutting down as parents can't afford them.  I am still choosing to trust God for our finances.  He will make a way for me!  I am not idling at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah..cradle roll will start on 2nd week of Feb.  I keep telling Jeff that this is a "itchy" backside project.  He reminded me that so long it is for the extension of God's kingdom...DO it HEARTILY.  then of course I said AMEN!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I also crashed with my MIL.  I had prayed to ask God to contain my anger and help me to talk to my FIL instead.  Great!  I had a good time pouring my frustration to my FIL instead of confronting my MIL.  God really helps me when I am not out to destroy but to build better days with my in laws...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5746054128813851362?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5746054128813851362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5746054128813851362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5746054128813851362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5746054128813851362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-413304877606576834</id><published>2009-01-12T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:13:35.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the time of the year</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I am sitting alone, quiet and rested in front of my laptop...thinking that I am on vacation again.  Boss is away and I am oTOT with the 2 of them.  I told them that we are on our own and we got to watch out for one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khloe is down with stomach flu, now sleeping in my bed.  Well...I am praying that she will not have fever and vommiting and ....coz it's going to be a long night...alone...washing up the vomit, cleaning up and comforting her.  Lord I pray that tonight and the rest of the nights will be peaceful, Khloe fever will not come in and out and that she will not be cranky.  Else I will be crumpy and tired out.  Lord help me and you said that you will be with me always..so I can count on you...that I will not be tempted beyond me!  In Jesus name&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!  &lt;br /&gt;Readers..please keep me in prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-413304877606576834?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/413304877606576834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=413304877606576834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/413304877606576834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/413304877606576834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the time of the year'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-3613629546296990431</id><published>2009-01-06T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:29:19.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school is in</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SWL4ad1ay2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/lA6b3u4Ywhk/s1600-h/gloria+dec2008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288062046055353186 style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SWL4ad1ay2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/lA6b3u4Ywhk/s200/gloria+dec2008+027.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-3613629546296990431?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/3613629546296990431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=3613629546296990431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3613629546296990431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3613629546296990431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-is-in.html' title='school is in'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SWL4ad1ay2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/lA6b3u4Ywhk/s72-c/gloria+dec2008+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-1247618270864715620</id><published>2009-01-06T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:15:59.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School rocks</title><content type='html'>Last friday was eventful.  Sent Jere to school and sobbed at a corner...seeing im going up for assembly.  So irritating having to go through this again....just felt that he had grown up and is going to another milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that he will excel...esp when we are serving God so actively...must be a good fruit.  perhaps this is the stress that I have.  Isn;t bearing fruit part of the work of us mothers...or again HS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever...then I sent Khloe for her PCF...ha ha!  I missed her orientation.  It was supposed to be in the morning but I had not seen the doc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today being second day of school for this week.  I am still going thru separation anxiety.  At the back of my mind, I worry that teacher will complain baout Khloe being too domineering and Jere not attentive and ....I guess the list is endless.  Until I decide to put them at the foor of the cross...where I am at rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lord...deliver me from such agonising experience...on the other hand.  I must thank God that at least I am blogging now withour anyone disturbing.  I am free to plan a effective timetable.  This week, gota stay focus...settle my children and husband then myself...I mean cropping my hair and doing some retail therapy before Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go and settle some ppt for sermon this sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-1247618270864715620?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1247618270864715620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=1247618270864715620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1247618270864715620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1247618270864715620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-rocks.html' title='School rocks'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-163980005980432061</id><published>2008-12-23T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:33:16.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>view these</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC9wxrxVoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gNx8XdNqoRA/s1600-h/CIMG2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC9wxrxVoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gNx8XdNqoRA/s200/CIMG2252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282931008573888130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC9xMfIbOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fSA3LUfV6Y8/s1600-h/CIMG2286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC9xMfIbOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fSA3LUfV6Y8/s200/CIMG2286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282931015768632546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC9wKHCPXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/47UF5fxyCJI/s1600-h/CIMG2217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC9wKHCPXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/47UF5fxyCJI/s200/CIMG2217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282930997950823794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-163980005980432061?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/163980005980432061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=163980005980432061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/163980005980432061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/163980005980432061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/12/view-these.html' title='view these'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC9wxrxVoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gNx8XdNqoRA/s72-c/CIMG2252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-372332828743513760</id><published>2008-12-23T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:24:14.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muah ha ha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC8PNa2y1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/-r6VMwyFHyQ/s1600-h/CIMG2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC8PNa2y1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/-r6VMwyFHyQ/s200/CIMG2197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282929332391955282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to mirina Barrage...nice and hot weather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-372332828743513760?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/372332828743513760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=372332828743513760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/372332828743513760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/372332828743513760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/12/muah-ha-ha.html' title='muah ha ha'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SVC8PNa2y1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/-r6VMwyFHyQ/s72-c/CIMG2197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5827626820503433576</id><published>2008-12-09T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:26:26.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiet week</title><content type='html'>This week, I am aiming to be retful to be ready for this saturday big event.  Our christmas party is on this saturday.Oh yah...gotta arrange for Jeff to avail to speak in the other parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that a long holiday will be coming...Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5827626820503433576?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5827626820503433576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5827626820503433576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5827626820503433576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5827626820503433576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/12/quiet-week.html' title='quiet week'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5515087533720997238</id><published>2008-12-05T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:50:38.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiya</title><content type='html'>This morning rushed down to student's place, and the parent is not at home!  So came home to clear mails and to get Jeff's jacket dry cleaned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the good thing is that I finally received my grant for NPL for 01-012009 to 31-12-2009.  Praise God.  The sad thing is that my current tuition kid want to reduce to once a week and for 1 hour only!  I am not confident to succeed in getting his grades up with so little time with him....sad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had also to work out for more assignments now.  Thank God that Choon Mui often text me to tell me that she has assignments for me....wonder if the time can match and the distance required to travel.  Gotta trust God.  My friend also told me to check our CDAC for assignments but they are all at night which I should be home with the family else, why stay at home?  I am confident that God will make a way for me and besides HE knows best for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I have to learn to be cheerful and put my trust in Him alone.  Today, I was just thinking that I should work on smiling more....  Been living like yet another day to go....when some people are struggling to be alive!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5515087533720997238?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5515087533720997238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5515087533720997238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5515087533720997238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5515087533720997238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/12/aiya.html' title='Aiya'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5040879330220018029</id><published>2008-11-24T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:06:22.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calligraphy</title><content type='html'>Just last week, I was told that children should learn calligraphy to enrich their chinese culture.  It also helps with chinese.  Today, there is a new ink painting course just on 1- 5 Dec at tampines central cc.  Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thinking how to get people to be willing to help with cradle roll.  For one thing I know, if I don't find 8 leaders, I can't run else will end up closing it again!  I also know that I am finding problems for myself.  As much as I know I should serve and be in a state of self denial...I can't help but wonder if I have better things to mind, e.g my children.  I totally agree that with children who don't nap, one can be extremely short-fused with them when they interupt with our prepartion.  I often deal with it as I wonder and plan for the cluster, cell and my mentoring sessions.  No big deal though...the strain is often on my children.  That's why, I am better off not serving, isn't it?  Why bother??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not angry...jus sounding it to make sure that everyone knows that I am a mere mother who is still trying to make ends meet.  Trying to manage and be above situations before it gets me!Trying to rise above the turmoils of the day, the routine of daily living and yet experiencing the joy of a mother.  Not having the burden of putting bread on the table, not having to report to my superior, not having to tolerate other's slowness, not having to labour!  But to lovingly raise my children in the fear of the Lord!  Isn't it a tall order?  So being at home has a lot to do with myself.  The person who says that SAHM is a boring task, is the one who has never done that before.  Where is the creditibilty?  WHy ask a non-artist their opinion of a painting?  Shouldn't we turn to our maker for opinions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I should be doing staying at home for the past 3 years and the next 4 years...do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5040879330220018029?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5040879330220018029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5040879330220018029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5040879330220018029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5040879330220018029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/calligraphy.html' title='calligraphy'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6287437626952879279</id><published>2008-11-21T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:21:28.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping</title><content type='html'>Today, I reached my mum's house at 7am.  We left at 8am for porridge at Tiong Bahru. Then I brought my children to Orchard.  Aiyo...the shops are not open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wondered around and finally get my job done.  I had to carry Khloe as she was sleepy and decided to travel down to Plaza Singapura.  Went to Daiso then dawn on me that I need some Christmas decor for the party on 13 Dec Sat 6pm.  Quite relunctantly, I bought a few items as I haven't thought of a theme yet.  So I will be doing that for next week.  I also stepped into "Made with love" shop and almost bought everything!  They are all so pretty.  My children were busy tearing the place down so I left without buying anything.  But I am sure when I have an off- day, I will meet with Susan and get there to browse and buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am thinking of those pretty little things...LUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  My friend Ada and Huiling and her family will be coming to our Christmas party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6287437626952879279?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6287437626952879279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6287437626952879279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6287437626952879279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6287437626952879279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/shopping.html' title='shopping'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7934914768063382065</id><published>2008-11-20T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:49:17.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SSVqU5tVQVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rD07D7LL7HI/s1600-h/CIMG2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SSVqU5tVQVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rD07D7LL7HI/s200/CIMG2189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270735846227919186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SSVqUvl5ndI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HisQeW4Xjq4/s1600-h/CIMG2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SSVqUvl5ndI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HisQeW4Xjq4/s200/CIMG2198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270735843512393170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally get access to hubby's computer.  Had attended a few wedding lately...waiting for our dear brother John and XX and my best friend's wedding next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7934914768063382065?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7934914768063382065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7934914768063382065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7934914768063382065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7934914768063382065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/roll-call.html' title='Roll call'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SSVqU5tVQVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rD07D7LL7HI/s72-c/CIMG2189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6040296632072721223</id><published>2008-11-19T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:18:24.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cradle rocks!</title><content type='html'>The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.  you can be part of it.  Be a teacher in Cradle roll!If anyone in BC is keen, please revert to me asap. Else, I will be looking for you.In fact, to be always in a state of self -denial is easy...always involve in ministries that does not concern you!  Of course, you have ample oppurtunties to be a servant. Please think and say, "Katie...I do till death parts us."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6040296632072721223?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6040296632072721223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6040296632072721223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6040296632072721223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6040296632072721223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/cradle-rocks.html' title='Cradle rocks!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6796575457184766611</id><published>2008-11-19T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:08:41.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Holiday</title><content type='html'>Monday, I met Aries at 10.30am, city hall.  We went to Popular Bookfest and spent $138!!Kinda of proud to find somethings for christmas doorgift for the children....and of course, assessment books for Jeremiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dependent on assessment books to teach him since last year.  However, Teach less, learn more  thingy din take place in me!  Instead of SEED, SHPS is trying out something else.  They have no need of textbook for semester 2.  It is certainly a good news to know that learning is never confined in books alone.  Yet...me....still stuck on assessment books to grill him alive!  I can't believe what I am doing when I am alone.  He has just completed 1 primary one book!  How wicked and old fashion I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...gotta keep going and believing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6796575457184766611?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6796575457184766611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6796575457184766611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6796575457184766611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6796575457184766611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-holiday.html' title='School Holiday'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7095290740142384320</id><published>2008-11-10T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:26:08.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation day</title><content type='html'>Today, we went to SHPS.  Jeff laughed at me when he saw me looking so stressed.  Jeremiah enjoyed his orientation and thank God all his classmates seem nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What me make me happier is that now I can finally get a copy of the challenging math booklet from my previous school.  I had forgotten completely that my dear Joanna is about the same level with Math HOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta give up my laptop now for Jereboy to practise his keyboarding skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7095290740142384320?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7095290740142384320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7095290740142384320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7095290740142384320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7095290740142384320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/orientation-day.html' title='Orientation day'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6787765936590834917</id><published>2008-11-03T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:58:56.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no</title><content type='html'>I had actually wrote alot ....disappeared!  Argrr....new laptop!!!can't load pix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6787765936590834917?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6787765936590834917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6787765936590834917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6787765936590834917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6787765936590834917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-no.html' title='oh no'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6195923752365519276</id><published>2008-11-03T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:01:58.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good days are back</title><content type='html'>Hubby bought a second hand laptop for me to play...so nice of him.  2 more weeks and my children will be with me.  Have been thinking what to do with them as this is the last Dec holiday wwith them.  2009 will be exciting as Jere will be in P1 and that means 12.30 - 6.30pm while Khloe will be in PCF from 1-4pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda look forward to what I had been waiting for....5 weekdays, 3 should be for tuition, 1 to meet pastor and 1 to swim.  Gotta pray that my tuition timing can be well planned such that I can pick Khloe from school at lest thrice a week and hopefully daily for Jere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, Jere did not have any "NI" need improvement in his report card, which is enough for me!  He said that his friends had amny "A" and "B".  I choose to praise him and be content with our agreement.  So he deserved to be praised and rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I just asked the Chinese teacher what is the best age to send for her class and she said K2.  So I did the rite thing...packed jere with so many classes early this year.  Now he is still learning piano and swimming only.  I think I am OKTO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6195923752365519276?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6195923752365519276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6195923752365519276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6195923752365519276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6195923752365519276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-days-are-back.html' title='good days are back'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2281887715608569018</id><published>2008-11-02T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:17:35.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to go</title><content type='html'>I will not be able to update my blog  regularly for now as I donot have a laptop anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately I have been busy with my mum as she is not working.  Also, I had been goin to Susan's house to scrap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go, Jere like not very well...boss veri sleepy, so I gotta hold the fort with Khloe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2281887715608569018?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2281887715608569018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2281887715608569018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2281887715608569018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2281887715608569018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-to-go.html' title='time to go'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5810020595236088596</id><published>2008-10-06T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:45:16.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scraps n me</title><content type='html'>i had been going to sue's house to do scraps.  She has so kindly welcomed Khloe and me on every Monday and Tuesday.  Kinda hooked to it as I enjoy looking for pix and the scraps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I brought Mac breakfast and Khloe said that we should have a picnic.  So the 5 of us sat on the floor and had our breakfast.  What is even more exciting for me is the Mac toy is now Ben 10!!! Jere will be over the hill if he knows it!  He had been asking me to buy him one toy and I had refused as it is monster...so I told him to pray lor....see what happens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5810020595236088596?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5810020595236088596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5810020595236088596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5810020595236088596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5810020595236088596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/10/scraps-n-me.html' title='scraps n me'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-9196178950743274617</id><published>2008-10-03T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:17:17.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSG</title><content type='html'>hmm...duno if I am doing the right thing.  Later this afternoon, I will be attending my first PSG meeting at SHPS.  Kinda of excited as instead of being a teacher, now I sit at the other end, a parent.  I hope it will be fruitful being a member..contributing to the lives of children in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later 2nite, my mum will be residing my pl over the weekend.  She had fractured her wrist and wun be selling for a period.  So tomorrow she will be with me.  Will take them to swimming pool and watch how Jere learn swimming.  Instead of 8.30 slot, instructor thinks that he be put in another more suitable group!  3.30pm sat!  So roasted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-9196178950743274617?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/9196178950743274617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=9196178950743274617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/9196178950743274617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/9196178950743274617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/10/psg.html' title='PSG'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2978773955795759660</id><published>2008-09-29T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:41:54.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Itz been a week or more.</title><content type='html'>Last 2 weeks, hubby was very consumed with his sermon...I responded by being available whenever he wants and took the children out when he wanted complete silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God is over.  Last week I was adventurous.  I brought Khloe to Susan's house in the morning  and reached home by 11.30am to pick Jereboy home.  I also brought them to Christina's house for the children to play together.  That was my primary reason.  Secondary reason is scrapbooking at Sue's house and collecting old clothes and gown from Gracia!  Khloe is wearing Gracia's old clothes when thet are different by 3 months!!  Still I am thankful that gOD PROVIDED all that I need.  A gown for Khloe and a suit for Jere.  Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, I also had my house opening rather than warming as I feel that it is already quite warm.  My guests list were mainly people who had never visited my place and a time for me to chat up with ex- colleagues who are SAHM.  Thank God my house din collapse!  I had 50 guests in the afternoon and 45 guests in the evening!  I also thank God for my sis in law who had Mary with her to take care of the children while I tidied up the place and of course my wonderful sister Sally.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I intend to keep up with the visiting but Gracia is sick today and abit more war time for Khloe and Josh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2978773955795759660?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2978773955795759660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2978773955795759660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2978773955795759660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2978773955795759660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/09/itz-been-week-or-more.html' title='Itz been a week or more.'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5319621734826604752</id><published>2008-09-15T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:12:56.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week of hope</title><content type='html'>Thank you Esther once again for sharing your input.  I wonder if it is expectation??  I just want him to have a good attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jere behaved well today.  Teacher praised him...so he can stop talking if he finds a reason to do so!  I am withholding his birthday present till I check with his teacher about his execessive talking.  Juli told me to check with my mum and MIL if we were like that when we were young.  Indeed.  Yesterday, my mum said that I was like Jere...talk and dictate people around.  I am so good at bossing around so I wasn't a concern for my mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is jere so talkative....ME, why is khloe so vain....ME!  Disaster...MIrror mirror on the wall....after all these "mirrors" are great teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASHAMED SAHM(do you notice the alphabets are just jumble up?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5319621734826604752?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5319621734826604752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5319621734826604752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5319621734826604752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5319621734826604752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-week-of-hope.html' title='Another week of hope'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2496893694237092171</id><published>2008-09-12T13:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:59:44.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miserable</title><content type='html'>Jeff said is the lack of HS in my life!  I tot perhaps,  I had been very angry with jere for the last 2 weeks.  I jus wacked him upside down.  To the point that I had to bend and break the cane before I do anything bad!  Lord...Lord help me to come out of the situation.  To let go and let him be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is unbearable to wake up each morning to repeat the same instruction, to dress up, drink milk, wear shoes and eat supplememnt.  When he returns, go and bathe, eat and take out your work to do!!!!!  Its driving me mad!!!!rage rather!  So I warned him this morning that I will not do that anymore.  So just now, he stood in a daze... I caned him from his back and immediately, he sat down to start hi schoolwork.  He delayed his work...taking his own sweet time, so I made him finish the entire book.  Now still waiting for him to do his work....pencil rolled off...Khloe came in....distractions...my problem??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2496893694237092171?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2496893694237092171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2496893694237092171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2496893694237092171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2496893694237092171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/09/miserable.html' title='miserable'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2107973630199517853</id><published>2008-09-08T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:04:04.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood swings</title><content type='html'>Must be those mood swings again...  Been acting up whenever I am teaching or rather telling Jere what to do.  He was so nervous that he had bad stomachache during his HYPY class.  He ended up washing his own underwear!!!see how terribe and fierce I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have those panic attacks again... I wonder if I had done enuf to prepare him for Pri 1 next year!  I had wanted to start him with P1 work by this term but fail.  He still has quite alot to cover before I can buy P1 books.  Am I setting myself again??  Such a painful thing to hear him telling me that his friend told him to stop copying.  Then I asked him what is it that he had been copying, he said he dun know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta trust and continue to pray for him and I guess esp. me!!!  I came back from encounter and Jf expected me to be transformed.  Then I blurted out saying that I was there transforming others, as I have to remain faithful, the same yesterday, today and forever!! He laughed.  I tot I was quite good at thrilling my hubby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2107973630199517853?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2107973630199517853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2107973630199517853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2107973630199517853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2107973630199517853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/09/mood-swings.html' title='mood swings'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5490293150284153325</id><published>2008-09-07T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:05:54.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see this</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one that he had so much fun...but poor Gloria.  Thank God they grow up together so no one is sour after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to God for showing and guiding me how to teach Jere.  Through this game, he learnt to trust me more and that I can make better decision than him.  In turn I prayed for him to be able to make decision that please God alone.  I reminded him to be alert as sin creeps in when we let our guard down.  When we think it is ok to delay, when we think it is ok to ignore or just a little bit of diobedience.  All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder all these inputs will amount to what?  My mum did not teach me so many things... She often tells me to use my eyes to see and learnt.  No need of books and enrichement lessons...So I am saved by grace.  Amazing grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5490293150284153325?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5490293150284153325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5490293150284153325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5490293150284153325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5490293150284153325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/09/see-this.html' title='see this'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4190895705347264246</id><published>2008-09-06T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:05:23.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday once more</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Jeff had taken leave to celebrate my delivery of jere 6 years ago!  I am very thankful to God for giving my these little ones to adore and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the day at east coast Mac Donald then to Tampines for Wall-E.  Bought popcorn and coke and the cost was $32!!!  After the show, we led Jere to pick his birthday cake and then to Toysrus to pick a gift!  Well...little Khloe also get a gift from daddy.  All were happy except our pockets.  We took them home and told them to nap, woke them up at 4pm and allowed them to play with their new toys.  That evening, we met up with oldies and went to Chinese Garden once more..the last time was 4 years ago!  Bought them laterns and some blown up toys at the fair.  The most unforgetable for Jere was the ball thingy.  And that the story I want to share or rather  is the highlight of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw the floating ball...I know fear was in his heart...I nudged him and told him to try!  It was $3 per child.  We suggested Gloria to join in too.  Off they went.  Jere had a great time trying to balance and run inside the ball while on the water... except that Gloria was having some problems balancing herself.  The teaching point was obedience, I told jere.  He was shocked that I could read him so well.  After the game, I took him aside and said that this $3 is very wekk spent.  Ealier that day, he was upset that I had refused to pay her a $4 treat into those jumping float at  Tampines pasa malam.  I told him that $4 is not worth the try...besides nothing great to jump in such a mini float.  I told him to pray and tell God how much he wants the ride.  I pointed to him that God hears you coz we both love God.  His reponse to God had led us to Chinese Garden and into the fair and into the floating ball.  I told him that if he chosen to walk away from the pasa Malam feeling bitter and sour...God will not let you go with such an attitude.  He agreed that God loves him and a undivided obedience to parents is important in pleasing God.  Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was tried again.  He pleaded to get a BEN 10 toy which cost $10.  just a figurine...no big deal....then as O was trying to convince him not to get the toy, I realised that I had been acceptable to monsters.  That might explain why he had nightmares.  Also we talked anout hidden sin and lukewarmnesss and also being compromising to wrongs.  To cut the story short...my prayers were all answered yesterday and today.  I had asked God to help me teach Jere the importance of loving God unconditionally .....ASk me for more details if you would like to hear...(yawnn...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4190895705347264246?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4190895705347264246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4190895705347264246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4190895705347264246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4190895705347264246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-once-more.html' title='yesterday once more'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5365854209627806811</id><published>2008-09-06T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:22:45.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down memory lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SMKSAoGxR7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/TN0wBMeaCvY/s1600-h/CIMG1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SMKSAoGxR7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/TN0wBMeaCvY/s320/CIMG1898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242913455676147634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SMKSBB_WyPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4rFTu1Fclk0/s1600-h/CIMG1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SMKSBB_WyPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4rFTu1Fclk0/s320/CIMG1888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242913462624372978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SMKSBb8ykCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/RZvwqsZJDYw/s1600-h/CIMG1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SMKSBb8ykCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/RZvwqsZJDYw/s320/CIMG1891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242913469592932386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5365854209627806811?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5365854209627806811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5365854209627806811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5365854209627806811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5365854209627806811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/09/down-memory-lane.html' title='down memory lane'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SMKSAoGxR7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/TN0wBMeaCvY/s72-c/CIMG1898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-1160551427006889654</id><published>2008-09-04T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:13:28.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHANK yoU tOMMY</title><content type='html'>Before I deicided to log in to this site, I tot I should visit my good friend's site.  Seeing how cute and wonderfull Steffi is now really warms my heart.  Especially Tom monkeying with Steffi, her laugther is so contagious.  Jere and Khloe saw it thrice and ended up laughing like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing to look for a piano teacher for Jere and had contacted one.  Then my itchy fingers proceeded to search for more courses for jere and even to look for phonics lesson for Khloe who will turn 3 soon.  Perhaps my idea of letting them enjoy their childhood is not ideal.  As it turns out now, Jere is taking 2 lessons, one which is phnoics whichj I am competent to teach but fail.  Another one is chinese which I am at a lost.  Somehow, getting khloe to start next year may help her to assimilate into formal education in a more comfortable pace.  Though Jere is doing well in his chinese as in the results, his usage of mandarine remains low.  His reading is having slight improvememnt but again...is he ready for Primary one?  Fear and anxiety took control...I became depressed.  So thank you Tommy and Lizhen for uploading those cute pictures...reminding me again to trust GOd and be thankful always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-1160551427006889654?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1160551427006889654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=1160551427006889654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1160551427006889654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1160551427006889654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-tommy.html' title='tHANK yoU tOMMY'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6460523798128498290</id><published>2008-08-27T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:42:36.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You are happy...and you know it!</title><content type='html'>Oh man!  I have been like a broken recorder...singing this song dun know how many times!  But it is a good way to engage Khloe to physical exercise and following instruction.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend will be encounter and yes...I will be there to stay.  Actually I tot I dun have to stay.Watever, my Lord will provide a way for me.  This week Jeff has to return to work on Sat!!! Always my faith has to be tested.  Gotta rope in my FIL.  Hopefully he can entertain both of them till Jeff returns around noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I took both to Tampines swimming complex.  Paid $1 for adult and $0.50 for each child.  There is a fun pool with 2 slides and a raining mushroom.  We spent an hour and half just in that fun pool alone.  The problem is that I have to take both into the ladies toilet to wait for me while I changed.  There is also a children toilet which  Jere bathed on his own.  While I still have to carry Khloe to rinse as she is afraid of water shower!!  That night Jeff said that I can't take Jere into the ladies toilet, he has to wait outside.  After some tots, I guess tomorrow I will not wear costume there but shorts.  Gotta convince Khloe that I can't be wet since the fun pool is about 0.45m if I am not wrong.  Question is whether I can get into the pool with shorts and Ts???  Yah!  I also met Karine from Pastor cluster there...she is there teaching Aqua areobics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today I will be going for my checkup at Tanjong Pagar.  Free pap smear and breast check!  Tomorrow Juli will come and we will go to Sharon's house to visit her twin boys!  Come to think of it..I am glad to see 4 others from my school are now SAHM.  Praise God.  Letz hope that next year package will be more family orientated rather that economy driven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6460523798128498290?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6460523798128498290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6460523798128498290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6460523798128498290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6460523798128498290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-you-are-happyand-you-know-it.html' title='If You are happy...and you know it!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2472032515015776911</id><published>2008-08-21T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:13:03.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking how to plan my time.  I tot how to get Jere to learn as many useful stuff before next year he will be in primary 1.  He will not have time to learn any other things and I want to honor my words- to have a happy child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking to ask Tim to tag along this swimmming class that I am thinking of... then the Lord sent me a wise woman- Sabrina!  I met her at her blk and asked her about swimming- an important survival skill.  She reminded me that if my child has water phobia then I should spend the next few months playing in the water before signing him up.  Why use the money to see your child struggle to even step into the water..how true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tot I should plan my Monday and Thursday to swim at Tampines public pool!  Never do it before...so will be quite a feat!  Then today..it must rain twice...is God telling me to hold my horses?  Perhaps I should shop for a life jacket for Khloe before going to the pool.  Sabrina also reminded me to pray.  That is one thing that I totally forgot!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I was planning a get-away for my family retreat cum celebrating jere's birthday.  Then it must fail because boss said that oversea trip will drain him.  Then Freddie told me that he has a promotion for hotel rates.  I grabbed the tot of it and went ahead to plan what to do for that weekend.  Then....Women encounter....I tot I dun have to stay...Wrong!  I was expected to stay!  So I had to cancel all my plans for family retreat and seek first HIs kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally I am at ease.  I am so rested to go for the encounter first then after that then think about the family retreat!  I believe it will take place.  So must pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also excited with Pastor's series on family.  I enjoyed last week sermon and certainly is looking forward to hear him this week.  I tot it is funny when someone told me that to be busy is equal to BCs!  Indeed....what else is better to be busy with?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I lose my temper lately, perhaps it is coz fasting is over....energy reload..so start screaming and yelling again!  I cried and apologised to my children for my lack of love.   I still struggle with wanting my way first."Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit...humble yourselves therefore under God's mighty hand..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am quite busy preparing for encounter weekend.  so gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2472032515015776911?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2472032515015776911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2472032515015776911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2472032515015776911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2472032515015776911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/08/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4787008613997802972</id><published>2008-08-12T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T08:43:24.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God!</title><content type='html'>Thank God that the CK prg went rather smoothly as planned.  My team was great and I had a great time laughing at our skit too!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be rather quiet as I am kinda moodless!  Gotta leave the house thrice this week coz my tuition kid cannot make it as planned.  I am also spending some time personally with my mum tis thursday, bringing her to c Dr and before that have breakfast with her!  Then I will go for my checkup, tuition then home.  Wun be meeting my gals this week as Jack's grandma had just passed away and dearie Sue seemed unwell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today I am reminded that God detest people who are lukewarm.  To be cold towards God is a nono!  Certainly, one must strive to be hot for God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4787008613997802972?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4787008613997802972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4787008613997802972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4787008613997802972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4787008613997802972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-god.html' title='Thank God!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2653642772709505247</id><published>2008-08-04T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:19:19.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it</title><content type='html'>I am so thankful that I had gone thru the 2 and half day fast!  Yahoo.  Gotta be discipline and be on track again...after a long haul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is also born...Kevin's daughter..Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I am so thrilled that this sat is national day!  Ha! Ha!  The end of our fasting period...  Well...I am thankful for my husband support to fast with me.  He really encouraged me tremendously.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I am preparing for National Day CK prg.  Had just bought some tibits for the goodie bag and still looking for abit more.  This thursday will visit Sue with children to do some scrapbooking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thankful and touched that the ladies had graciously left notes for my gift.  I am so touched.  In fact, when I read it...it is still amazing grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think that I should just organize a get together for all SAHM, and hear each of our thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2653642772709505247?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2653642772709505247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2653642772709505247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2653642772709505247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2653642772709505247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-made-it.html' title='I made it'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4129813862231015679</id><published>2008-08-02T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:49:57.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My niece- Fayra</title><content type='html'>Hi!  My niece at 2.5kg and was 36 weeks and 6 days old!  Praise the Lord for HIs love endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, at Mt Alernvia, I asked my brother if I could pray a blessing for Fayra, he agreed!  Who would miss blessings?  Everyone wants blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like arrows in the hands of a warrrior....so mothers..sharpen your arrows daily and get ready to shoot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4129813862231015679?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4129813862231015679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4129813862231015679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4129813862231015679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4129813862231015679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-niece-fayra.html' title='My niece- Fayra'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4591058588532754438</id><published>2008-08-01T11:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:38:59.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fayra is coming!</title><content type='html'>All glory to God.  This morning, after reading the booklet, I decided to sms my brother regarding the money that he owed me and told him to contra with mum instead.  I also told him to take care and be ready for Fayra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later, when my phone rang, I told Khloe that it may be kim kim telling us about Fayra.  True!  Fayra will be born in 3-4 hours time!  God is with us....espec now as I have taken the step of faith this year once again....aftera good 5 years break!  Last year, I tried, but ended hospitalised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I want to remind myself that the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.  I am glad to pen these now, witnessing the grace and experiencing His goodness.  My daily living is teaching me to live simply and to see that God is in biz with me.  Read today 40 day fast book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALso...my surprise is also this year, my hubby took leave to be with me!  He had never taken leave for any reason except for church retreat or related.  How much I am loved??beyond words...yesterday, I also received my birhtday gift from my dearest friends....and my best friend suddenly popped by and spent the afternoon with me....I wouldn't experince HIS goodness if I had been slogging in office now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4591058588532754438?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4591058588532754438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4591058588532754438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4591058588532754438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4591058588532754438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/08/fayra-is-coming.html' title='Fayra is coming!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7816861015892570399</id><published>2008-07-31T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:21:24.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day</title><content type='html'>After tonight...the trumpet will sound.  The begining of 3 day fast.  Today the fast booklet spoke to me!  I am reminded to live simply.  So I have to forget the Mango clothes I saw yesterday, the Taiwan trip that I have been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have reduced jere's class to just HYPY and reading.  Will not be continuing Art.  Have to wait for another season for Abacus to start!  What a pity! After I allowed him to decide to continue or not, Jeff and MIL told me that abacus is good for him!  Obvious lah...otherwise, I would not have been scouting around for so so long.  And to bear all their complaints that I had piled Jere with too many lessons!  So fuming to think about it!  I must say that MUM knows best!  So stop meddling with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should just wait for 2 months before starting Jere with his piano.  Meanwhile, I will get him to complete his assessment books and erhmm....take him swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, enlarge my hands to do and plan.  May it please you.  BTW, I was asked to take up HARP coordinating.  Wonder if I am making a right move??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had calculated....gotta wait for another 3 years before I apply full-time.  Will not be doing full-time tuition, as no CPF.  wanna pay off HDB loan asap!  Says my lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda of scare to work again!   Wonder how the Lord will pave the way for me to return to my first- love- Teaching.  Also I had been sitting on the testimony which I am still wondering  about.  Will it stand after 4 years later?  Will it be useful then?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure if it is HIS purpose, I will get a position in SHPS in due time.  Gotta act in faith.  Without faith, cannot please God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7816861015892570399?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7816861015892570399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7816861015892570399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7816861015892570399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7816861015892570399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/day.html' title='The day'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7979896877032319488</id><published>2008-07-29T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:49:38.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Esther</title><content type='html'>I jus browse thru Esther's blog.  I am so encouraged to read her entries.  They are so real and so happening.  Like mine!  Everyday is a challenge, an oppurtuniy for mothers to trust and yell and scream of HIS goodness.  Well...depending what state we are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, every child is different so we have to perserve in training the child the way he should go...so that when he is old, he will not depart from it.  What more can we ask...but God to be my help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed and priviledged to be at home, consider the 40 day fast booklet.  How does it speak to you.  Well....I mean what God had given you..more will be given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman's uncle told him that "with great power, comes great responsibilities."  So I had told Jere that the bible said that too!  Again I have to remind him that that what we have are blessings that God gave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jere is so excited each time Jeff tells him that petrol price drops.  Coz we've been praying so that extra cash can be put aside for our family retreat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does not look at the outside but what we are inside.  E.g samuel went to select David....he was the last likely candidate to be King.  Yet he was the one!  Similarly, I can't see what jere and khloe are up to in future.  Thank God He can.  See...those who have ears, let them hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7979896877032319488?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7979896877032319488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7979896877032319488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7979896877032319488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7979896877032319488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you-esther.html' title='Thank You Esther'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-8042533819322260781</id><published>2008-07-28T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T14:20:34.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The stranger on the road to Emmaus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SI1k7HOwH8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/3PxWSWUhuNI/s1600-h/CIMG1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SI1k7HOwH8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/3PxWSWUhuNI/s320/CIMG1875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227945709162995650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..I've just started reading this book this morning.  Thick book to digest, but I'm sure I will swallow them well if I chew on it bit by bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for God's word.  Chew, meditate day and night...soon you will be able to swallow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be a rather quite and not easy week to go through!  The tot of 3 day fast makes my feet weak!  Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I must applaud Julianna for reminding the speaker that Titus 2:5 "...busy at home."1 Tim 5:14 "...to manage their homes..." are words for NIV that tells women to be at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, work is important as work at home is still work.  So listen up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also tinking if Ican get friends to go with me on the 16 august a sat to Suntec convention hall to attend a seminar organised by Channel news asia.  Topic is "perfecting parenting."  $11 per person, register before 31 July. 2-5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta pray through CK prg, will be briefing the helpers this sunday.  Thank God for extra hands to help! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this week seemed like it is going to be long....however, I am happy to think about Lizhen's hubby coming back home to her this week too!  very tough to be taking care of a baby alone.  So I am very thankful that these series of parent talks are targeted at HUSBANDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-8042533819322260781?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8042533819322260781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=8042533819322260781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8042533819322260781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8042533819322260781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/stranger-on-road-to-emmaus.html' title='The stranger on the road to Emmaus'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SI1k7HOwH8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/3PxWSWUhuNI/s72-c/CIMG1875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-1307412641146544642</id><published>2008-07-23T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T08:57:52.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIaB31fa9XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/d_9FAiAVhB4/s1600-h/katie+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIaB31fa9XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/d_9FAiAVhB4/s320/katie+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226007213861696882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I managed to receive the ck prg from Serene.  Praise God.  Now, I am wondering who are the folks in my team???  How to allocate when I do not have the updated list.  I am so haywire!  Rather so half- hearted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please help me put this prg in place so that someone will benefit it.  Let  me see throught your eyes and well.....those who forgive less loves less.  I tot it was interesting to read it tis morning!  So forgive more then can love more!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a rainy day, I remembered my girlfriend always sing this song, "I'm only happy when it rains..."  So cute and then she will shake and dance to the beat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-1307412641146544642?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1307412641146544642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=1307412641146544642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1307412641146544642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1307412641146544642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIaB31fa9XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/d_9FAiAVhB4/s72-c/katie+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-3562993149101991901</id><published>2008-07-22T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T13:19:17.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100%</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIVtumSJQaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/M7kvYYL2EZk/s1600-h/katie+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIVtumSJQaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/M7kvYYL2EZk/s320/katie+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225703589951390114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIVtu_O84ZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AfDyNA1AQYg/s1600-h/katie+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIVtu_O84ZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AfDyNA1AQYg/s320/katie+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225703596648882578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIVtvPQa-7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/GtYYzVziuPI/s1600-h/katie+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIVtvPQa-7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/GtYYzVziuPI/s320/katie+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225703600950016946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's truly amazing how God  works in my life!  While I fret and stressed out coz of jere's work.  I am often reminded to rest in HIs presence and seek His face.  In my panic, I tried everything to get jere to learn and score 100%.  Then in my tears, I cried to God how hopeless and helpless I am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...to date, that boy had been scoring 100% for consecutively 3 weeks for all his chineses and English Spelling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the point is let go and let God take control my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pix of my teachers....he was trying to eat the wood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-3562993149101991901?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/3562993149101991901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=3562993149101991901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3562993149101991901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3562993149101991901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/100.html' title='100%'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SIVtumSJQaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/M7kvYYL2EZk/s72-c/katie+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4312056691817209956</id><published>2008-07-21T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T08:59:31.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breastfeeding and me</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, after service...I pondered upon my life.  There are so many things to praise God and thank our Lord for....yet my face does not show them all!  My hubby often reminded me to smile more especially on Sunday...yet...again and again..I failed myself and my lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I share, I would like you to hear this great announcement!  There is a new post called "Senior home affairs minister".  And the next ladder to climb is probably Mentor home affairs minister. My friend sue was promoted!  She was appraised based on last year 2007 performance and yes!  She scored an A, which calls for an increment and yahoo recognition!  I was over the moon to hear that this is one post out for grab!  So go and grab it asap!  Isn't it still very thrilling and exciting to be a SAHM!!  Got lots to do and creative space to explore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  Remember when I started bf Khloe....first the milk don't arrive.So pray and eat all the food that will trigger the flow.  once the suckling continues..the milk will eventually arrive...I enter into the land filled with milk and honey.  since the milk is established, I continuted to bf coz of the ease and benefits of it.  Finally I start to think of weaning...squeezed lemon and stucked them on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like my life!!!be it wanting a life partner, a baby, a career, a school and etc .  I will pray and do all I can to get what is my desire.  Then I perserve in seeking and doing everything in my power to be closer to my goal.  Once I get my desired goal, sometimes I may continue to work on it, and sometimes or rather  most of the time, I will neglect it, put it aside and let it turn cold....an unwanted doll.  When will I start to store treasures in heaven where moth and rust do not destroy...when will I move out of my comfort zone and serve the least?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASHAMED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  Another wonderful story to share which happened yesterday.  I was early for service, so I took Jere, Xavier and Khloe for a walk along Expo.  Seeing Xavier holding on to his autobot, I asked the Lord to give me something worthy to share about the kingdom.  The code "666" in rev 13:16-17 "He also forced everyone, small and great, rich and poor, free and slave, to recieve a mark on his right hand or on his forehead." I told them that during the end times, people will have this mark.  Surprised and curious, they asked me about how can this happen.  Then along the way, I pointed to them the numerous machinery around us which require mircochip to operate.  They sought and pointed to me while walking.  I told them that when I was young, there was't so many of such machinery around.  People chose and not forgetting the we were created in HIs own image, we have the ability to think and create both good and bad things.  I asked them to choose...to give their mind to create good or bad things.. to create more machines...?  Just like the cube has enormous power, so is our mind.  I asked them if they will surrender and always ask God to help them?  Of course, they din answered me...totally lost in what I said..I tot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later during service, I asked them what I can pray for them.  Xavier wanted a PSB, Jere wanted a mark on this forehead!  I was thrown off again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4312056691817209956?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4312056691817209956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4312056691817209956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4312056691817209956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4312056691817209956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/breastfeeding-and-me.html' title='Breastfeeding and me'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-8661430516861963149</id><published>2008-07-18T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:12:35.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone.....I got in to SHPS!</title><content type='html'>Hi all...I am pleased to announce that my ordeal of worries and doubts and fears and of course shifting is paid off!  I got into SHPS!  Ha!Ha!  And Amen and glory to GOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-8661430516861963149?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8661430516861963149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=8661430516861963149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8661430516861963149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8661430516861963149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyonei-got-in-to-shps.html' title='Everyone.....I got in to SHPS!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-859194727640905420</id><published>2008-07-18T09:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:37:13.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anyone interested?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_zszRcIcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Aa0N1iPy964/s1600-h/CIMG1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_zszRcIcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Aa0N1iPy964/s320/CIMG1835.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224162043776213442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_ztY6aI7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/NOTWEda6seM/s1600-h/CIMG1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_ztY6aI7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/NOTWEda6seM/s320/CIMG1831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224162053880161202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_y7TZ9auI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dt9lm31vdZ0/s1600-h/CIMG1834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_y7TZ9auI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dt9lm31vdZ0/s320/CIMG1834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224161193408424674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_y714nnWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/itPUSVmGdPI/s1600-h/CIMG1833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_y714nnWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/itPUSVmGdPI/s320/CIMG1833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224161202663824738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some bags which my sister is selling.  Interested?  The pink one is $80, the orange Coach $480, Pink Burberry $300, White Coach $400, Red Prada $900!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women and bad bags!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-859194727640905420?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/859194727640905420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=859194727640905420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/859194727640905420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/859194727640905420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/anyone-interested.html' title='anyone interested?'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_zszRcIcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Aa0N1iPy964/s72-c/CIMG1835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4459067146192403401</id><published>2008-07-18T08:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:10:43.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_st3hok4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/WMpP7nx-qsI/s1600-h/CIMG1671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_st3hok4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/WMpP7nx-qsI/s320/CIMG1671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224154365516354434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_suSCZn8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/HwZKECmfY3E/s1600-h/CIMG1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_suSCZn8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/HwZKECmfY3E/s320/CIMG1836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224154372633108418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, at 8pm, I had logged in to see if there was going to be balloting.  45 places, 24 within 1km, 8 within 2km, and 30 outside 2km.  So there will be balloting for those who are outside 2km for only 13 places left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a nightmare!  I dreamed that Brenda from SHPS called me to tell me that there will be balloting!  I freak out in unbelief!  I read clearly and had spoken to Brenda and others to clarify this part about the within 1 km thingy!  Then again..is it overwhelming response?What a relief when I awoke at 6.30am, refusing to return to bed!  Tonight, gotta check online again to confirm that Jereboy is in!  Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for one thing to share about this school is that when we decided to shift from punggol to Tampines, we had decided that it must be close enuf so that we don't have to pay for transport.  Not realising that this balloting thingy gives priority for people who stay within 1 km then 1-2 km then last 2km outside the school diameter!  So praise God for helping us with this decision.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when we purchase this unit successfully, without our part of delay, I had told God that it will be a sign that I will get into SHPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today fast n pray booklet talks about the thing that is stuck in my heart!  How can I let my husband go... to a place not developed.  How can I face each day wondering if my children will be fatherless, yet I am reminded that HE will be My Father....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to let go and trust God and encourage my husband to go and pursue what he should do?  Seriously must pray for an undivided heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my mum came and stayed with me.  I was so happy esp. my hubby went to pick her from Purmei.  I know this is how Jeff shows that he loves me!  KEE!!Ke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Khloe's new friend.  My neighbour's niece..Pakistan blood..beautiful hor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4459067146192403401?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4459067146192403401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4459067146192403401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4459067146192403401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4459067146192403401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/balloting.html' title='Balloting!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH_st3hok4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/WMpP7nx-qsI/s72-c/CIMG1671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2253249508797284249</id><published>2008-07-16T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:23:43.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letz try</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH1bpo2beeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sx_wtZOLrl4/s1600-h/CIMG1760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH1bpo2beeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sx_wtZOLrl4/s320/CIMG1760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223431913718118882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wondering and trying to keep update with times...such as FACEBOOK...but still sitting on it.  Now trying to download photos from my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today, i will be going to SHPS to continue volunteering in the HARP program.  And tomorrow will register for Jeremiah.  Again after today, I will tell Jeff about ballotting!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, I recalled that 2 weeks ago, Yeedi told me to have faith.  It's funny when she said that I am P's G12, so the faith level must be greater!  Wow!  kana kick!  Gotta remeber that at all times and all place, must be alert to hold on to my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't stop grumbling these days about the possibility of balloting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2253249508797284249?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2253249508797284249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2253249508797284249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2253249508797284249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2253249508797284249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/letz-try.html' title='letz try'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SH1bpo2beeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sx_wtZOLrl4/s72-c/CIMG1760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5885374027531543830</id><published>2008-07-15T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:18:08.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>"I gave them a heart to know me, that I am the LORD. They will be my people, and I will be their God." Jeremiah 24:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How truly blessed I am to be identified with our maker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5885374027531543830?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5885374027531543830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5885374027531543830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5885374027531543830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5885374027531543830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-254074251897671805</id><published>2008-07-15T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:04:18.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless the Poor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHyuTUYh_0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Agbe0tq7gp4/s1600-h/CIMG1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHyuTUYh_0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Agbe0tq7gp4/s320/CIMG1757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223241314755280706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHyuT8Q1aPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/99vToP43ocM/s1600-h/CIMG1819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHyuT8Q1aPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/99vToP43ocM/s320/CIMG1819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223241325460416754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHyuUalad0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/PhNxrJ3AKuE/s1600-h/CIMG1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHyuUalad0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/PhNxrJ3AKuE/s320/CIMG1744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223241333599795010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHyuUkTGTeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UOO-XWNeh0Q/s1600-h/CIMG1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHyuUkTGTeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UOO-XWNeh0Q/s320/CIMG1740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223241336207330786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 40 day fast has set my heart heavy on these words....instead of often feeding the already well- fed gang, can I change to find a totally new breed of friends to mingle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I shift my value system and demonstrate what God commands me to do?  Please note that by feeding the poor will not make me a better Christian.  The act of humility in my heart which must take place then the change of lifestlye will probably catch HIS atttention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna be like Jesus...I wanna follow Him... I wanna be like Jesus, over and over and over again...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tighten my belt and be on a lookout, gotta kick myself out of comfort living and enter into a land filled with "milk and honey".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surely hope this 40 day fast will make me more like Jesus- my saviour and friend!  Do you know Him yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-254074251897671805?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/254074251897671805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=254074251897671805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/254074251897671805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/254074251897671805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/bless-poor.html' title='Bless the Poor.'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHyuTUYh_0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Agbe0tq7gp4/s72-c/CIMG1757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7312328256756430035</id><published>2008-07-15T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:47:36.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHwBkBq6p9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9jTlbkVWG04/s1600-h/CIMG1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHwBkBq6p9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9jTlbkVWG04/s320/CIMG1792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223051386278291410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Grace..."how come?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7312328256756430035?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7312328256756430035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7312328256756430035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7312328256756430035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7312328256756430035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-more.html' title='some more'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHwBkBq6p9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9jTlbkVWG04/s72-c/CIMG1792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-9063278867976853366</id><published>2008-07-15T09:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:32:24.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHv_XVqA8iI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C9zXF1aHNCQ/s1600-h/CIMG1805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHv_XVqA8iI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C9zXF1aHNCQ/s320/CIMG1805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223048969281663522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually just trying to share some funny stuff that happen at home.Hope you will know what to do to entertain your children too! Easy, fun and lots to talk about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c8ba87733619379d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8ba87733619379d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876638%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E1BF748F35BCEB68AB459215C5907E0A81CBE74.ECB6FFD89DF689E608436C992386C29126DBA97%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8ba87733619379d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0fkO_FOrCUTyD11YQFaOM0hWeeM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8ba87733619379d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876638%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E1BF748F35BCEB68AB459215C5907E0A81CBE74.ECB6FFD89DF689E608436C992386C29126DBA97%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8ba87733619379d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0fkO_FOrCUTyD11YQFaOM0hWeeM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-9063278867976853366?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c8ba87733619379d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/9063278867976853366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=9063278867976853366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/9063278867976853366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/9063278867976853366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/great.html' title='Great!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/SHv_XVqA8iI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C9zXF1aHNCQ/s72-c/CIMG1805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-2886614422526629354</id><published>2008-07-15T09:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:13:38.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Yahoo! For one main reason why I had not updated my blog is that I had forgotten my password since I shifted here in late Feb.  Thank God for Esther and pof course my beloved who had left his laptop for my pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How come"....in every 10 minutes is what you will hear in my palace here for these few months now!  It is almost driving me nuts!  So I resort to "I dun know!"  Fed up and annoyed with the repeated questions, I had chosen not to eloborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..just to share..this thursday I will be registering my dear son to St Hildas.  Still learning to trust Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go...She is touching everything on this workdesk of my hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-2886614422526629354?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2886614422526629354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=2886614422526629354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2886614422526629354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/2886614422526629354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-3496800155512785579</id><published>2008-02-01T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T08:08:20.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puttin up</title><content type='html'>Hi all..greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been putting UP in eastpoint fot almost a week now!  Life is even more challenging since I am putting up in MIL house.  Some days are tough and most days are alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went over to tampines to pick up a ladder for my mil.  To my horrid, my main door was wide open withour any workers inside laboring!  I was mad!  I called my contractor and told him that no matter how short the time taken for your worker to go downstairs to throw whatever thing, he must have the door locked!  My entire house possession at stake!  Was upset but must exercise grace, that's why I had held my anger as the house was for my pleasure and not to create wrath and build sin into my imperfect life!  Think about it....how many times do you allow yourself to be angry.  Order of the day is self controlled or rather a spirit led life!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told a brother yesterday that one must have a rested spirit to enjoy life.  What I had left unsaid was a unrested spirit will lead to many discontment.  You agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-3496800155512785579?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/3496800155512785579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=3496800155512785579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3496800155512785579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3496800155512785579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/02/puttin-up.html' title='Puttin up'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6685075245955386611</id><published>2008-01-15T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:50:02.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling in love- lust of the eyes</title><content type='html'>Seems like I cannot get scrapbooking off my mind.  Oh no!  But my lord says thatI will not have the time to do it!  True lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday nite, I went back to pack and had not packed all my books in the studyroom.  Yet the record holds 14 boxes!  Later, I will go back and pack again.  MIL will help me with the children.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually absence really makes the heart fonder.  Each time when my hubby is away, I will miss him alot.  I will think of him and wonder when he will return.  Also I really salute those mums who have "travelling" husbands.  Quite a feat to have their husbands often outstation.  I truly respect these lot of mum.  Of course one such mum is Joyce!  I happened to meet her at eastpoint shopping.  Her "days" are different from mine.  I just wonder how did she manage when her hubby was flying most of the time?  Anyway, I would like to use all my time carefully.  It was precious to hear the sweet voice over the phone last nite.  And I eager await his call tonite.  I know he knows how I feel.  It is not the fact that he is not around to HELP that matters...it is the warm and comfort to know that Jeff is always looking out for me...caring and wanting to know how was my day like that makes me ......aiyah...only I know how he feels about me that matters.  That's why I chose him.  And that's why he chose me to be his wife.  Amazing!  We had known one another for almost a decade now.  Yes, we are married for half a decade now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6685075245955386611?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6685075245955386611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6685075245955386611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6685075245955386611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6685075245955386611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/01/falling-in-love-lust-of-eyes.html' title='Falling in love- lust of the eyes'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-3423544227731278727</id><published>2008-01-14T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T12:56:51.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hack lah!</title><content type='html'>All the tiles are almost hacked off now.  So I am praying that we can shift in by late feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God doesn't choose your mate for you.  While He may have in HIS mind a best partner for your life, in the final analysis, it is YOUR decision. Prov 18:22 "He who FINDS a wife finds a good thing..."God will guide, lead and direct you."&lt;br /&gt;(Havest Times pg. 20) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before HE can do that, I think we need to be in a right relationship with God, Jesus and Holy Spirit.  Otherwise, how can the Lord guide and lead if you do not know HIm in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wives, wives-to be...work our relationship with the LOrd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-3423544227731278727?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/3423544227731278727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=3423544227731278727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3423544227731278727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3423544227731278727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/01/hack-lah.html' title='Hack lah!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-1702693389064966075</id><published>2008-01-11T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:09:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overreacting</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was reminded that one esp. SAHM should abstain from this behaviour.  It was an encouraging or rather comforting session last night with my ladies.  We shared on parenting joys and woes, as a SAHM and a working mum.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our God is great, he is faithful and just and will forgive us.  His grace abounds in our lives as we perseve in seeking Him and doing the will of our abba father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  I learnt that overreacting is a word used to describe me pretty well.  And should I hear it often, I think I should progress to be less reactive towards my children's behaviour.  To train our children to be swift to obey is another art lesson that I should take daily.  Again, my training for this blog thingy requires me to take time away from princess and to log in daily till I'm quite proficient in it.  Meanwhile, princess is a couch now....  So training children to listen is the same old saying " practise make perfect."  Interestingly, even adults are not swift to obey so how can children do that?  Remembering that we are first generation christians...so we will raise a GODLY GENERATION after us!  Awesome.  So like it or not, brace ourselves and get to task....be swift to listen to our master...our lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-1702693389064966075?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1702693389064966075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=1702693389064966075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1702693389064966075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1702693389064966075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/01/overreacting.html' title='Overreacting'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6557291879584424229</id><published>2008-01-10T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:16:09.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repent- Joel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/R4V_2Mt_yEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gUKLKl1xgqk/s1600-h/CIMG0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/R4V_2Mt_yEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gUKLKl1xgqk/s320/CIMG0918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153665917699213378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had the peace and encounter with my Lord.  He spoke to me in his book of Joel.  It calls for repentence and declaration of fast for blessing to flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am assured of His love.  As a SAHM, I am often faced with the unpleasant task of disciplining my children.  That's the tough part of home ministry- training.  I learn that training requires great amount of patience and love.  Bottom line is my worship with God.  Am I deepening my roots in HIM?  only He is the source of living water, one that truly satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we will be collecting keys fro  our seller!Hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6557291879584424229?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6557291879584424229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6557291879584424229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6557291879584424229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6557291879584424229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/01/repent-joel.html' title='Repent- Joel'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/R4V_2Mt_yEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gUKLKl1xgqk/s72-c/CIMG0918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5282318780124501764</id><published>2008-01-09T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T09:36:58.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just take note.</title><content type='html'>Where is the dumb girl who turns on a deaf ear to a blind date?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5282318780124501764?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5282318780124501764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5282318780124501764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5282318780124501764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5282318780124501764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-take-note.html' title='Just take note.'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7076486703749986917</id><published>2008-01-09T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T09:17:21.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/R4Qge8t_yCI/AAAAAAAAADo/cTzuPFxUBFQ/s1600-h/CIMG0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/R4Qge8t_yCI/AAAAAAAAADo/cTzuPFxUBFQ/s320/CIMG0934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153279589685905442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning jere had left for school.  He did not tell me that he needs to bring his readers and I know that he will be "punished" for not getting his flashcards cut out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I am reminded as SAHM, I should be concern more on his spiritual aspect not so much of academic.  However, it seems like I am weighed down by jereboy's chinese and blah blah blah....I am not worried for his spiritual life as I see that he does know who is God and had demonstrated his understanding.  What I have not seen this far is his demonstration of love for Him.  Through his worship, I saw change...but does God see as I see?  God weighs a man's heart.  How can I weigh my son's heart?  So through faith will I serve, in quietness and confidence will be my strength....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I was reminded that SAHM is a vey busy ministry and Pastor enjoyed herself in those decade that she spent with her children. Do I say this now?  Will I say it again when I am half a century old?  Silly!  Of course I do.  Or else why should I make such a decision!  You may wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7076486703749986917?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7076486703749986917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7076486703749986917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7076486703749986917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7076486703749986917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/R4Qge8t_yCI/AAAAAAAAADo/cTzuPFxUBFQ/s72-c/CIMG0934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-8837098659782964322</id><published>2008-01-07T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T09:49:46.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of school for Jereboy.  After he put on his new uniform, I gave him milk and then off to school.  So here am I back to routine in eastpoint, playing with princess and trying to get some new things done up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I think I am going to start with giving Jereboy 50cent a day and see how much he can save!  Quite a feat for me as I am trying to be consistent in the midst of the shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...will be getting a swimming costume and start swimming since everyday I will be here!  Of course main reason is to stay fit...haven;t been exercising for a long long time!  Wish me fit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-8837098659782964322?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8837098659782964322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=8837098659782964322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8837098659782964322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8837098659782964322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6145617201434102334</id><published>2007-12-28T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:20:45.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting lost</title><content type='html'>The date is set.  We will be homeless or perhaps getting lost!  Gotta pray that tenant moved out as stipulated and hacking can proceed smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many variable factors...don't know when can we shift in to Tampines but for sure we have to get lost from punggol by 29 Jan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out the cost of engaging a mover...about $600-$680.  Problem is shift to where?  Tampines unit may not be ready, we wouldn't want to rush the renovation work so now we are pining our hope that buyer will be willing to let us stay a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back here in simei...MIL asking if my brother in law would like to include Jere for 2008 japan trip!  i can't believe it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6145617201434102334?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6145617201434102334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6145617201434102334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6145617201434102334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6145617201434102334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-lost.html' title='getting lost'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5840497684450442547</id><published>2007-12-07T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T17:00:36.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it pay to be nice?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was feeling lousy.  I did not think much about what to do for the day and ended up screaming at my children!  To worsen, I was yelled over the phone after I told a mainland chinese telemarketer that I do not have interest for the demonstration.  She had called the day before to ask if she could ask me some questions.  Out of kindness, I relented as I am not very proficient to her mandarin.  So after her 5 minutes of talk, I had a call from my mp so I had to stop her as I was still figuring out what she was trying to sell to me!  Anyway, it really didn't feel good when she told me to go and die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken aback, had I allowed such vocab out of my mouth in my fit of anguish too?  Maybe "shut up", "get lost", "go away" are some vocab that I should not allow them to slip out again to my children-my rewards from my womb!  It is interesting to see how our past has effect on us to such a late stage.  I mean, I didn't know that I am so impatient and lacking in love till I stayed at home to mother my 2 children.  What I had thought about myself fell into rumbles each time I lost my cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do need time to wake up early to seek the Lord for guidance and strength.  But, my children wake up at 7plus so I have to wake up at 6am!  Life as a SAHM is alot of discipline.  Again, I used to think that I am well- discipline.  Just wait till you be a mum and stay at home, all your ugly sides will emerge and glare at you 24/7! Sorry I am not yelling or chiding anyone, I am just trying to say that you should put your character to the test by taking the less travelled route- SAHM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5840497684450442547?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5840497684450442547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5840497684450442547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5840497684450442547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5840497684450442547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/12/does-it-pay-to-be-nice.html' title='Does it pay to be nice?'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5160052678697574427</id><published>2007-11-21T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:08:07.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>This year, I had the joy of celebrating Christmas and hosting a party at my brother's house!  If I had insisted going to Taiwan with Jeff, we would have missed this wonderful experience of sharing the birth of Jesus with our 28 guests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had the joy of sharing the Christmas story with Jere!  I was lost of words due to the crowd of children in the room.  I told them that Christmas is about the birthday of Jesus and not about Santa Claus!  Jere added that it is also not about presents and Christmas tree!  That night, in the car, I praised him for supporting me and taking his role seriously.  I commended him for being responsible and guess what?  It lasted till today when he came and added that Christmas is not about sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All glory to Him.  I had received my gift this 2007- the joy of sharing with my son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5160052678697574427?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5160052678697574427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5160052678697574427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5160052678697574427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5160052678697574427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/11/merry-christmas_21.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-8383609266652128825</id><published>2007-11-21T16:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:05:23.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Wonder why we celebrate Christmas?  It's about the birth of Jesus!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday was eventful as it was the first time that my brother allowed us to enter his house to host a Christmas party!  Even my mum was pretty shocked to hear that!  It is truly amazing grace!  Besides the 28 guests who turned up, I also had the joy to witness with my son to the rest og the children present!  He was quick witted to add that Christmas isn't about presents, Santa Claus, Christmas tree.  The rest of the children listened to him!  While I had to manage the 10 children in the room, trying to read the Christmas story, there was Jeremiah!  Once he spoke, the rest of the them stopped their bickering and listened!  I am amazed how God use the little ones among us to reach out to their age group!  One day, you will know what I mean to experience such joy of sharing with your children.  So it is not good to leave your children at home while you serve, take them with you and you will not know when God will give them words of wisdom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my christmas gift!  I am happy enuf!  What about you?  Silver bells, pretty dress??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, message was on Grace.  Let's demonstrate grace this Christmas and in the year 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-8383609266652128825?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8383609266652128825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=8383609266652128825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8383609266652128825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8383609266652128825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/11/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-8270944636480518908</id><published>2007-11-21T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:41:48.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kid and lamb</title><content type='html'>The young of a goat is called a kid while the young of a sheep is called a lamb.  WOnder why we are calling our young " kids" rather than "children"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While a goat is self centered and cowardly, a sheep in contrast is protective and brave esp in the face of danger.  So I am going to switch the use of "kids" to "children" as I would like my children to be brave and not self centred.&lt;br /&gt;Citing from Nancy Campbell book.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting English point to share.  I do get confused when should I be using "I" and " me".  Here's the example.  Jodia and I saw Adelyn.  Adelyn saw Jodia and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just started reading this book title "A mother's heart", still reading "English as it is broken" and working on " Fulfilled family", "The power of motherhood" and "Husband and wife" from navigators.  Abit ambitious hor!  Also trying to compressed the book "Secret of an irresistable woman" to share with cluster!( I am not trying to show off...it is for my own records)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I find comfort in Isaiah 40:11 " He shall feed his flock like a shepherd: he shall gahter the lambs with HIs arm, and carry them in HIs bosom, and shall gently lead those that are with young."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some of you may like to know why I am reading this "irresistable woman" book.  I tot that this book will remind my how to keep my marriage in shape.  It didn't turn out as it is a book more suited for ladies looking for the right mate.  So please wait for me to chew it and share when I am done with it.(I am those with young)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I found the answer to what age should a baby be weaned.  Nancy campbel page 168.  at least 3 years old in bible days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-8270944636480518908?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8270944636480518908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=8270944636480518908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8270944636480518908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8270944636480518908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/11/kid-and-lamb.html' title='kid and lamb'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-8327427033187748095</id><published>2007-11-14T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T09:24:03.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>willing work</title><content type='html'>FYI, I had started volunteering work.  I am so stressed out when I hear those parents who have kids who are already reading independently.  Then I hear about this and that school being good and the list of reasons that explains why this school is a good school.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reason for this school is that it is the only Christian school in Tampines.  I know it is academically driven too.  Poi Chin is another good school for kids with strong chinese support.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I heard about the grace of God upon this family who got into this school as a volunteer.  What she did was to write in and appeal and go home to pray.  God is in show biz.  He wants people to know how popular HE is and shows HIs mighty work among us.  Am I an outstanding advertisment...?  Wana see more?  Log on to the bible for more.  (jere can imitate the mocca adver quite well.  He really knocked me off when one day when I was putting on his trunks for him and he suddenly jumped on the bed and "perform" the adver!) I wanted to video it but my boss said that I have better work to do!  So I submit lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-8327427033187748095?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8327427033187748095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=8327427033187748095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8327427033187748095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8327427033187748095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/11/willing-work.html' title='willing work'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6902931195304827470</id><published>2007-11-14T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T09:23:21.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little miss potti</title><content type='html'>Hee!  Hee!  I am going to announce that my princess is potty- trained!  I am so impressed with her.  She will tell me that she wants to pee and took off her underwear and pee.  You will find it tickling when she sits on her little tub instead of her potty, very cute!  She is very happy with herself when she pees and pass motion on it.  She will beam in pride and tell daddy about it!  I told her I will give her a star each time she pees and she is happy.  So am I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how easy to please young kids!  On the contrary, Jere is responding well with withdrawal of rewards.  I told him that when he is super angelic, he gets to watch 3 vcd, 2 for good behaviour, 1 for average and 0 for unacceptable day.  It works well for a week now!  Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think God works like that too.  The younger we are spiritually the easier to discipline and train. and vice versa, agree?  So let's try to be a retard and give God a break of our nonsense!  Can I?  Talking rubbish again....bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6902931195304827470?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6902931195304827470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6902931195304827470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6902931195304827470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6902931195304827470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-miss-potti.html' title='little miss potti'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4520191954564803994</id><published>2007-11-11T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:11:49.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Submission</title><content type='html'>I think it is amazing!  After today's sermon, we returned home talking about wives submit to husbands.  So I assume that wives in general have a problem with agreeing with our husbands most of the time.  So it is in the bible so it must be a "household" issue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff shut me up when he said, "wives submit to husbands!"  Oh!  I dun feel oppressed instead I tot about how God must know that women have alot of disagreement with men!  And the point is to submit!  Focus discuss is "I must submit when I disagree."  Then that is submission!  I think it is awesome!  Din realised that I have been in disagreement mode almost all the time as I often think that I am quite submissive!  So why aren't we in agreement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun know!  I constantly ask myself what is my responsibility and God's responsibility is GRACE.  My responsibility is to align my life with HIS words!  How?  Still finding out.  Wun be perfect as long as I live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do still have issues stuck in my head...waiting for God to act before I open my mouth.  Things like:&lt;br /&gt;fyi attitude from my girls&lt;br /&gt;invitation for Christmas party&lt;br /&gt;invitation for baptism&lt;br /&gt;house- signing of papers&lt;br /&gt;renovation discussion&lt;br /&gt;catering to my unmarried girls and married ones&lt;br /&gt;plan for 2008 &lt;br /&gt;review of 2007&lt;br /&gt;Nov and dec plans with kids&lt;br /&gt;volunteering work&lt;br /&gt;still have some more..brain swelling now.  So wun think more.  quite sleepy now.  bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4520191954564803994?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4520191954564803994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4520191954564803994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4520191954564803994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4520191954564803994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/11/submission.html' title='Submission'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-125928838227067634</id><published>2007-11-06T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:04:40.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number of the day!</title><content type='html'>Princess is watching ELmo.  Just talked to my property agent and found out that she had sent her 3 kids to NAFA for piano training.  It is timely as Jere is going to complete his lesson and ready to embark on the official grade 1! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What is more shocking is my agent had told his husband that she will only SAH if she has a maid else she will be busy doing housework!(many years ago)  So what is her job scope?  She said is to teach!  Ironically, I continued to probe...So I asked her what did she teach when her children were young?  Guess what was her reply?  Oh!  I don't teach, I just make sure that they do their schoolwork!  I wonder if she heard herself as the questions were asked sequentially!  I am not trying to be funny..I had asked in the light of gaining some wisdom from these "old-timer".  Her kids top the school in Raffles...so of course I must know her secret by asking...isn't it?  Then surprise...surprise!  I think she is just being humble by saying that she din teach!  She keep telling me that all her kids are different.  So let's all be reminded that we should train our child the way each of them should go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!  Training them so that when they are old they will not depart from it!  What is the "it"?  The relationship with God!!!not acadamic performance!  I had told Jeff to remind me when Jere steps into St Hilda's..I am more fearful then him.  I want and am telling myself that it is not results that make a person.But what is the composition of a person.  What am building in them today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  I am also glad to share that even praying for my tuition kids prove worthwhile!  One scored 90plus for English and Science while my ACS boy scored 80plus for science and MeeToh girl scored 80plus for Maths and 90plus for Eng!  I am so proud of them!  Thank God for their good grades!  My next-contact list folks...so I must pray for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-125928838227067634?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/125928838227067634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=125928838227067634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/125928838227067634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/125928838227067634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/11/number-of-day.html' title='Number of the day!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-1001486188617869092</id><published>2007-11-01T07:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T08:16:13.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange life/ amazing grace</title><content type='html'>I think it is kinda of amazing how we are wired.  Is it just background or right from creation in our mother's womb?  I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;After having children, then I know what life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;After being a sahm, then I know what is love&lt;br /&gt;After having no tuition, then I know what is freedom&lt;br /&gt;After having more free time, then I know what is thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my tuition is almost ending, I am free once again.  Strange to get this feeling of freedom and freshness inside me.  This morning, I just thought that I can have my exercise since Wang shang can take princess with her while sending my FIL to work.  Then I get to exercise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-1001486188617869092?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1001486188617869092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=1001486188617869092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1001486188617869092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1001486188617869092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/11/strange-life-amazing-grace.html' title='strange life/ amazing grace'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4431210389938315655</id><published>2007-10-31T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:09:08.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do work!  Do work!</title><content type='html'>Oh dear...princess is behaving the same way I deliver myself before them.  I guess I won't need a mirror soon!  Kinda bad....she goes "do work!  Do work!"  each time we are seated on the dinning area.  She will "boss" around me and even "ssshhh!" me when I talk while she is doodling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I can't wait for the house to be ready.  Still haven't go for first appointment....may delay as a result of my mistake!  Argrrr...very fed up with HDB...no sense system!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go...and supervise Jeremiah now else once edict is passed..it is irrevocable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4431210389938315655?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4431210389938315655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4431210389938315655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4431210389938315655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4431210389938315655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-work-do-work.html' title='Do work!  Do work!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-9074991691849733480</id><published>2007-10-30T07:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T08:28:00.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith Faith Jie Jie</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a while that Khloe has been chanting faith faith jie jie each time she sees anything in pink!  I must give all glory to God that she is picking up at a rate that only God knows is best for her.  Perhaps this is one time that it is good not to have any expectation on her and be super amazed that God is faithful no matter how unfaithful I am.(instead of training her with ABC, I am blogging!) WangShang will soon pass an edict for me if I do not "wise" up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh a super nice news...yesterday I had the kids to pray for Jeff's trip to East Timor..I shared about the country and the kids had to pray for protection for dad and "he will not being drown..." prayed Jere.  I had told them that dad needs to river cross so it might be dangerous...anyway...his trip is cancelled.  I was kinda looking forward for him to be away for so many days and lead a life with 2 kids...trying to be funny again!  So not time for me to be so adventurous.  So that means that he gets to spend the public holidays with the kids and of course khloe's birthday!  I was still figuring out how to explain to the kids about celebrating without Jeff.  So be happy for me as we will get more time to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I never think much about little time spent with kids until I noticed that those Saturday when Jeff has no meeting with Pastor in the morning.  The whole Saturday is quite alot of time.  So if any of you readers...who think that your hubby is always not around...think about the noble things that your hubby is doing..it will put a smile on your face.  This is true when the bible mentions that your husband sits at the city gate in Proverbs.  SO since such a wise man says so..shouldn't we heed his advice ladies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-9074991691849733480?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/9074991691849733480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=9074991691849733480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/9074991691849733480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/9074991691849733480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/faith-faith-jie-jie.html' title='Faith Faith Jie Jie'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-374640474015212865</id><published>2007-10-25T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T08:11:34.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaggy dog</title><content type='html'>No more dancing princess...it is "shaggy dog" and "below eight".  She has been watching and chanting endlessly in the dawning hours.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that my blog has been quite a hit to friends close and far.  So it is a pretty good way to be updated.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, laoye and I attended his primary school friend's wedding.  I was seated between 2 pregs, guess who eat more?  ME!  I think I kinda shock the guests as they watched me peeling one prawns after another!  I keep telling myself to be on diet and yet my sinful nature always take over.  "I always do the things that I do not want to do!"  Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...diet next Monday onwards..."&lt;br /&gt;"relax lah...got 2 kids liao!"&lt;br /&gt;"slim down then must buy more clothes..."&lt;br /&gt;"mum likes me this way"&lt;br /&gt;"got strength to carry princess"&lt;br /&gt;These are my nonsense excuses.  Please don't follow me.  "A little sleep..a little...be a sluggard..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved brother used to tell me,"  Listen to what I say but don't follow what I do!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-374640474015212865?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/374640474015212865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=374640474015212865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/374640474015212865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/374640474015212865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/shaggy-dog.html' title='Shaggy dog'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-1162204760821642442</id><published>2007-10-24T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:11:31.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>I am reading a book and find this one funny. &lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't you call me"  An adult asked an caucasian little girl.  &lt;br /&gt;Guess what was her reply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider this statement made by a book I am also reading now,&lt;br /&gt;"The psychological consequences of sinful behaviour should be experienced by the guilty."   I totally agree that one should take responsibility over the choices made today or ever made and will make.  Prayer changes things, sometimes it may help to turn things around, and sometimes it gets to the worst!  So what?  Does it change who the one we turn to for help?  Since the answer is not what we want to hear or not willing to accept, does it change the fact about the person we had asked for help?  The fact that we seek God should convince ourselves that HE has all the answer and HE is the best candidate to hear us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is.  WHatever choices we make coupled with prayer will not make us escape the fact that we need to take personal responsibility.  Hence be it a sinful choices....we have to be tough to stick with all the "shit" and go through whatever guilty or shattered dreams and still love the one who answers our prayer.  There should NEVER be "Oh!! I had prayed and God told me to..."  Instead I think a more responsible person should say, "I had prayed and am glad that God hears my prayers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally put off when we can't cope with bad choices made.  fyi, I had bought a n old flat, need to start to refinance the 5 room, I am not working, have 2 kids, need to renovate....so how?  Will it be a bad choice?  My answer is NO!  I will live by it and pray for all the good things to happen as a result of this decision I had made!  Of course, I always tell my Lord, " never mind lah...don't be stress...if we can still be happy...we are already good advertisement for God!"  Don't you agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-1162204760821642442?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1162204760821642442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=1162204760821642442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1162204760821642442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1162204760821642442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-180646744818402807</id><published>2007-10-23T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T09:58:49.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday morning</title><content type='html'>This morning, I left my comfort zone....behaved like an auntie.  Let me tell you why...I left eastpoint at 8am, met the office crowd in the bus...squeezed in and of course...nice folks gave their seat for me as I was with my princess.  Glad in t-shirt and shorts and a bun-up hair and slippers, I can't resist thinking how far I am to work on being a fashionable SAHM.  Far from princess Khloe, who will insist on dressing up even at home.  She refused plain stuff instead she would racksack the closet and picked those "outside" clothes.  I felt ashamed with my lack of taste for myself whenever Khloe kicks a fuss for not being able to dress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the market, I went to buy foodless food "roasted pork" as my life will be easier feeding my prince later in the afternoon.  By the time I reached punggol, prince will be famished and hence will be cranky.  So to give him what he wants for lunch will help me settle him while I will speed off into the kitchen dishing out some food for princess.  Auntie life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...such life of travelling will be ceasing soon.  I am praying the seller will let us have the house ealier to renovate so that I can celebrate CNY like a "tai tai".  So I want to thank my heavenly father for making all these possible.  Without his divine order...I will be quite miserable.  So my new life will begin a new chapter when I shift to Tampines!  Yeah!  Oh!  I also want to thank all those who had prayed for us and my kids who had been diligently praying with me.  Goodbye Auntie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-180646744818402807?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/180646744818402807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=180646744818402807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/180646744818402807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/180646744818402807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/tuesday-morning.html' title='Tuesday morning'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6580205569457441720</id><published>2007-10-18T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T17:26:33.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duno why</title><content type='html'>I duno why I have been feeling blue.  Been thinking about how to lead a happy life and a responsible life!  Have you ever wonder why we are on earth for?  For work and work and give birth and give birth?  Maybe I shouldn't even start my sentences with "i".  Rather who wants me to lead such a life?  Isn't it "I"..so why am I still feeling so irresponsible about it?  Perhaps I have not been conducting my life the right way..maybe the way "everyone else should" way...again will I be happy will I be free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I will be meeting my beautiful and fantastic 3 mothers!  So awesome...so cool to meet and share our views about "Motherhood" in the Christian perspective.  Then again...any other perspective will do for me?  I am sure I sounded confused...actually it is troubled.  SAHM does have space in mind and heart to ponder how to get our life straighten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am unhappy leading this life...I just believe that there is something more!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to think of Christmas party...where to invite people?....I told Jeff that maybe being a volunteer will be an open door for me to meet new people.  In the first place...we have such things as new people and old people???  See how I have led my life so carelessly..people are always NEW!  Isn't it?  I wouldn't want to be labeled as old people!  Will God see me as old people?  Is my husband thinking that I am a old wife??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking rubbish???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6580205569457441720?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6580205569457441720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6580205569457441720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6580205569457441720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6580205569457441720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/duno-why.html' title='Duno why'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5454652540913049477</id><published>2007-10-18T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T08:10:53.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally I'm back</title><content type='html'>It has been wonderful staying at home with my kids.  Indeed home sweet home.  How I wish to settle down and put a stop this lifestyle asap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are coming so I will get to stay at home more often.  I see that Nov will be another exciting month...SAHM must be a planner else time will pass me by....then as I look back...I will be sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will deliver me...soon I hope!  Aiyo..gota go, Khloe is dismantling the printer now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5454652540913049477?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5454652540913049477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5454652540913049477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5454652540913049477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5454652540913049477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-im-back.html' title='Finally I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5250604686376929776</id><published>2007-10-12T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:05:21.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God is Friday</title><content type='html'>Today, I will be visiting my mum.  I love Friday as I can spend the afternoon with her and her grandchildren.  Of course with the absence of my beloved dad.  Every Friday, I will be reminded of days with him and Jere.  Jere best "listenmate".  Jere would rattle non stop and he would listen and joke with him....guess this will be jere's memory of him.  What about Jere's memory of his mother - ME?  Must build treasures box of love, joy, laughter and encouragement...so that when he is old, he can share these GOOD traits of me to his children!  Tat's what I call nationbuilders, generation builders - SAHM!  What a awesome task to complete...till death do us part with this responsibilities!  sounds like wedding vows...rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5250604686376929776?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5250604686376929776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5250604686376929776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5250604686376929776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5250604686376929776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/thank-god-is-friday.html' title='Thank God is Friday'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-1323639931885245858</id><published>2007-10-09T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T08:37:29.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancing princesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwrNL9Rg3-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/1E3AWhg3Xgk/s1600-h/CIMG0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwrNL9Rg3-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/1E3AWhg3Xgk/s320/CIMG0750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119129531770265570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 2 days in a row, Khloe has been watching "the 12 dancing princesses".  I was trying to get her to be graceful and been tiptoeing around.  Quite fun, as I have to recall my basic dancing poise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to learn ballet when I was young instead my mum had signed me up for chinese folk dancing.  My hubby often teased me to be a true blue "Chinatown" girl.  Well...I grew up in China street, watched how pigs were slaughted amd skinned.  Smelt the stench that arose from the burning every night if I sleep at 11plus.  It was memorable.  My best friend, Susan will come over to play barbie doll with me till 3plus..then we sleep.  Or we will walk to boat Quay and chat, watched couples hug and hold hands together.  We wondered we ever reached that day....sigh...would I be able to have the grace, patience and trust to allow my princess and prince to wonder till so late??  How will I be able to do it.  Then Jeff's word will linger into my tot system"...Katie..it is by grace that we can raise a godly generation."  So back to basic, trust God and keep His commands for this is my duty to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about true blue chinatown girl...I have a chi-na look, likes to wear Chi-na clothes and still likes to go chinatown!  Can I give my kids a wonderful and at least fond memorable childhood?  Do I have the courage to trust or chicken out by possessing them 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I also received a call from a ex-colleague and old good friend.  We had gone partying togther while she was a graduate, I was on contract.....  P had asked if I would like to return to work as a part-timer.  So nice to be remembered.  gota go..khloe is snatching the keyboard from me again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-1323639931885245858?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1323639931885245858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=1323639931885245858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1323639931885245858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1323639931885245858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/dancing-princesses.html' title='dancing princesses'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwrNL9Rg3-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/1E3AWhg3Xgk/s72-c/CIMG0750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7173269601821014679</id><published>2007-10-08T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:30:33.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weddings and decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwnAB9Rg39I/AAAAAAAAADI/HpLz4k5w6lI/s1600-h/CIMG0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwnAB9Rg39I/AAAAAAAAADI/HpLz4k5w6lI/s320/CIMG0796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118833591343701970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding vow is the most binding agreement any man and woman can enter into.  Can one make mistake?  Yes!  but not this marriage vow....till death do us part.  If buying or selling a house is a big decision, a vow made before God and Men is far more binding.  It remains sacred whether we like it or not, whether people chicken out in their decision.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have to be responsible for every decision that we make. So if I had made a bad one, I just have to carry on paying the price like a loan.  If I am indebted to HDB, then whether I like this house or not now, I still have to pay via giro.  Therefore, why is it that we can't just carry on and live with the bad decision???Why am I so upset watching the lives around me spining this way.  Why? uhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am very deeply troubled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7173269601821014679?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7173269601821014679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7173269601821014679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7173269601821014679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7173269601821014679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/weddings-and-decision.html' title='weddings and decision'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwnAB9Rg39I/AAAAAAAAADI/HpLz4k5w6lI/s72-c/CIMG0796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7804150901005947230</id><published>2007-10-08T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:17:20.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rwm9StRg37I/AAAAAAAAAC4/xJi-bkAGIJw/s1600-h/CIMG0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rwm9StRg37I/AAAAAAAAAC4/xJi-bkAGIJw/s320/CIMG0804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118830580571627442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rwm9S9Rg38I/AAAAAAAAADA/Dh3U3aJQA2c/s1600-h/CIMG0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rwm9S9Rg38I/AAAAAAAAADA/Dh3U3aJQA2c/s320/CIMG0801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118830584866594754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I spent an afternoon with Jere alone.  We went to city hall and Mirina square.  I resisted the idea of "me" shopping.  I went to all the shops that he wanted to go.  We were happy.  Especially for me...the lost feeling of just me and him.  I din realise that it had been so long since I last spent time with him alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7804150901005947230?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7804150901005947230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7804150901005947230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7804150901005947230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7804150901005947230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rwm9StRg37I/AAAAAAAAAC4/xJi-bkAGIJw/s72-c/CIMG0804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5953524451523547536</id><published>2007-10-04T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T08:21:11.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is thursday</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to meet my girls tonite!  I had gained so much doing and teaching the book " Power of Motherhood" by Nancy Campbell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had shared with Pastor that learning the principles and doing them are different.  Acting in love and knowing that we ought to love our kids are almost world apart.  She commented that many of us need to learn to love our kids when we start staying at home.  How true.   I had tot that I was loving my kids when I was working.  Naturally with little contact points, kids are loveable.  The interesting point is like dating and marriage... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I also received a sms from my previous boss.  He wondered if I had turned yellow staying at home!  He is rite, better start exercising to be in "top" form and stay healthy by forsaking junk food and embrace "brown" food!  Certainly have to keep up with read your bible, pray everday, pray everday and you'll grow grow grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  yesterday Urban section also addressed on dressing at home...yup!  will work on looking good even at home.  I am now considering keeping T-shirts and shorts as sleepwear.  So going to NTUC will require some tidying up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5953524451523547536?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5953524451523547536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5953524451523547536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5953524451523547536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5953524451523547536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-is-thursday.html' title='It is thursday'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6630313137089121928</id><published>2007-10-03T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T09:34:30.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwLxlNRg36I/AAAAAAAAACs/k_JcgK_hQFE/s1600-h/CIMG0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116917748166877090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwLxlNRg36I/AAAAAAAAACs/k_JcgK_hQFE/s320/CIMG0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwLt-tRg35I/AAAAAAAAACk/W5OFxRhgs0U/s1600-h/CIMG0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116913788207030162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwLt-tRg35I/AAAAAAAAACk/W5OFxRhgs0U/s320/CIMG0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I must set my record rite! Just listing them down is the first step that I am taking for the month of October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;cooking class demonstration for ladies...to prepare my singles how to win their boyfriends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Garb swop or facial retreat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;share on "finding the rite mate" or "Being the rite mate"...still thinking on the topic. I guess I have to address this issue to my ladies. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;other matters to resolve asap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;testimony for anniversay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;baptism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;dinner treats with couples&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I think this month will be as usual busy. When was staying at home boring?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also figure out that I need to order my life in such a way that I can spend personal time with each of my kid. Only have two yet already struggling with time management. Wonder how will life be if I am still working! So Thank God for being able to stay at home. Yesterday at PM, I learnt that anytime is rite for us, but God's time is not anytime. So it is our choice to follow our own time or to choose His timing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6630313137089121928?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6630313137089121928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6630313137089121928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6630313137089121928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6630313137089121928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/things-that-i-will-do-soon.html' title='Wonders'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwLxlNRg36I/AAAAAAAAACs/k_JcgK_hQFE/s72-c/CIMG0747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-4643053161295801286</id><published>2007-10-02T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T14:14:30.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwHhZ9Rg32I/AAAAAAAAACM/i6HL_FZ77PY/s1600-h/CIMG0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116618487730593634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwHhZ9Rg32I/AAAAAAAAACM/i6HL_FZ77PY/s320/CIMG0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am happy to be the ring bearer.  Look how cool I am!  BTW...I have full marks for my spelling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-4643053161295801286?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4643053161295801286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=4643053161295801286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4643053161295801286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/4643053161295801286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-happy-to-be-ring-bearer.html' title=''/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwHhZ9Rg32I/AAAAAAAAACM/i6HL_FZ77PY/s72-c/CIMG0732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-3335089287192292525</id><published>2007-10-01T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T14:24:10.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flower girl, ring bearer and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwHj6NRg34I/AAAAAAAAACc/IHrVPRA6jqE/s1600-h/CIMG0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116621240804630402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwHj6NRg34I/AAAAAAAAACc/IHrVPRA6jqE/s320/CIMG0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just said to my hubby," A we are now be like Susan and CS!" I was watching Shaggy Dog at 9pm, Jere was already asleep and Khloe said she wanted to sleep. I told her to "sleep lah". A while later, I realised that she was not in the hall with me (I can be a TV glue). Quickly, I went to ask Jeff who was doing work if he had seen Khloe(house like veri big). I went to their bedroom and found that my princess had gone to bed on her own! What an amazing scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 10am, we cuddled at our sofa and munched mercilessly on potato chips/ foodless food! We beamed as we finally can sit and laze around like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am very delighted to announce that I am almost at par with my heroine Susan liao! Ha! Ha! Soon I can also watch video with my hubi too! just wait and see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-3335089287192292525?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/3335089287192292525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=3335089287192292525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3335089287192292525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/3335089287192292525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-said-to-my-hubby-we-are-now-be.html' title='flower girl, ring bearer and me'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RwHj6NRg34I/AAAAAAAAACc/IHrVPRA6jqE/s72-c/CIMG0751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5439689632358733156</id><published>2007-09-28T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:09:13.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah!  Its friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvxTIdRg31I/AAAAAAAAACE/Fmx9HvbGgmQ/s1600-h/CIMG0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115054681548185426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvxTIdRg31I/AAAAAAAAACE/Fmx9HvbGgmQ/s320/CIMG0688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvxSb9Rg30I/AAAAAAAAAB8/a4XfxH0GwIU/s1600-h/CIMG0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After reading Mich's blog... I can understand the distress in most mother's heart. I was such a mum once, managing work and family. Now that I am a SAHM, I am learning deeper things about myself, about my past and about my childhood. Perhaps a better name should be Home affairs Minister, often my core biz is ministering the kids. Hack! most of the time I am consumed with cleaning the house still. The house can wait, my kids teachable moments can't! Again there is no quality time when in the first place there is no quantity time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wonder the word "fulfilment". Am I fulfilled when I put on the dress that I have been eyeing on?Or when my bank account print my first million. Am I pursuing the 5 C, CHRIST, CELL and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being at home, I act on deeper things...matters that last for eternity. I hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw...tis pix is mum and me.  Being a mum, now I can understand why my mum was so tough on me, what matters to her then.  Being a mum draws me closer to my mum, to respect her and love her more for all that she had given me...her life..her youth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5439689632358733156?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5439689632358733156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5439689632358733156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5439689632358733156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5439689632358733156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/09/yeah-its-friday.html' title='yeah!  Its friday'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvxTIdRg31I/AAAAAAAAACE/Fmx9HvbGgmQ/s72-c/CIMG0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-8561374719664964558</id><published>2007-09-27T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T09:24:15.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am tickled by this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvsE-NRg3zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gP-kjPR-f-8/s1600-h/CIMG0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114687268570849074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvsE-NRg3zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gP-kjPR-f-8/s320/CIMG0665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandpa: I will write a letter to you when I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granddaughter : thanks! I would like a letter "A" please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fm reader's digest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See...it is important to speak properly with kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie...got to end. Hubby just commented that I have alot of time hor!&lt;br /&gt;BTW, that is his way of saying that he loves me.(our language of love)&lt;br /&gt;Of course I love my husband so I will be obedient. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-8561374719664964558?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8561374719664964558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=8561374719664964558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8561374719664964558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/8561374719664964558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-tickled-by-this.html' title='I am tickled by this'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvsE-NRg3zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gP-kjPR-f-8/s72-c/CIMG0665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-1168396025890665702</id><published>2007-09-27T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T09:06:43.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvsB_dRg3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/zGi_eEfclds/s1600-h/CIMG0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114683991510802210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvsB_dRg3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/zGi_eEfclds/s320/CIMG0583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;J esus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O thers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y ourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so want more joy...try practising this law. for a start...when I see Jere, I wil tell myself this. Perhaps I will help him to be a great man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-1168396025890665702?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1168396025890665702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=1168396025890665702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1168396025890665702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1168396025890665702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/09/joy.html' title='JOY'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/RvsB_dRg3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/zGi_eEfclds/s72-c/CIMG0583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-1532251433757543869</id><published>2007-09-27T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:57:14.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>khloe at punggol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rvr_S9Rg3xI/AAAAAAAAABc/7M3mDCbaPY4/s1600-h/CIMG0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114681027983367954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rvr_S9Rg3xI/AAAAAAAAABc/7M3mDCbaPY4/s320/CIMG0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must share this pix..she is so so cute!but duno how to toss it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-1532251433757543869?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1532251433757543869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=1532251433757543869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1532251433757543869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/1532251433757543869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/09/khloe-at-punggol.html' title='khloe at punggol'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rvr_S9Rg3xI/AAAAAAAAABc/7M3mDCbaPY4/s72-c/CIMG0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-5824596880939528352</id><published>2007-09-27T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:38:10.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rvr7ytRg3vI/AAAAAAAAABI/LcdKLQkaN8g/s1600-h/CIMG0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114677175397703410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rvr7ytRg3vI/AAAAAAAAABI/LcdKLQkaN8g/s320/CIMG0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Khloe fav song each time it rains. Then my fav story is Noah. I should focus on the character Noah. Noah had ignored the trends of the world for almost a hundred years, he just built and built according to what God said to him. So can I ignore the trends of the world and just fish and fish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Return to parenting...I had shared with Jere that Noah was a great man. He listened attentively to God and obeyed. His obedience was seen in his creation of the ark which saved his family. So my boy must listen to me and maybe someday, he will save his family too! Oh! I want him to be a great man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is not in the pix as he was too busy playing with his uncle at the playground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-5824596880939528352?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5824596880939528352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=5824596880939528352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5824596880939528352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/5824596880939528352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/09/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain go away'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DC4mIHeOOdQ/Rvr7ytRg3vI/AAAAAAAAABI/LcdKLQkaN8g/s72-c/CIMG0643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-7343818575816821277</id><published>2007-09-26T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T09:18:54.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh Kevin'/><title type='text'>Xie Xie</title><content type='html'>Oh.. thank you kevin for helping me solve the mystery of loggin in.  Now that I have the "key"..I should know how to fish on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-7343818575816821277?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7343818575816821277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=7343818575816821277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7343818575816821277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/7343818575816821277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/09/xie-xie.html' title='Xie Xie'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6402407507124448420.post-6956778429956356227</id><published>2007-09-26T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T09:16:23.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heeha'/><title type='text'>Jere scored full marks!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Jeremiah alighted from his school bus and told me that he had a sticker for his spelling. I was happy to hear it. I wondered its his success that he was happy or seeing the beam on my face....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I keep telling myself that life starts when Jere was born. Children are the ones that keep us living the right way. Or should I say the way God wants me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever say that I thought I was a fantastic teacher until I stayed at home? Nay....I am not saying that I can't teach my kids...cause if I can say that I can't teach my kids...then the question is who else? So I will still say that I can teach my kids...I will teach my kids and will be a fantastic teacher at least to them! Rite.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being interested in reading my blog...be patient with me...I will improve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6402407507124448420-6956778429956356227?l=jerekhloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6956778429956356227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6402407507124448420&amp;postID=6956778429956356227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6956778429956356227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6402407507124448420/posts/default/6956778429956356227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerekhloe.blogspot.com/2007/09/jere-scored-full-marks.html' title='Jere scored full marks!'/><author><name>Queen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
