Trees in the garden yet to turn yellow, but the chill is definitely coming in.

He was yawning in the car on the way home from evening stroll. He said 'sleeping'. I told him that he needs to take a bath first, then dinner and finally sleeps.

He repeats to himself 'first bath, and then dinner, and then TV and then sleeping' ๐Ÿ˜‚

Throwing dry leaf into a fountain. The edge was wet as water splattered out of the fountain to the side. He grimaced so much when he accidentally rested his hands on the wet stone. I promptly clean them up but missed a spot. He raised his hands at me and said 'dirty'.

He told me a black cat ran into the bushes.

Okay, so i officially started my invasalign journey.

I say OFFICIALLY because today i finally went to my 1st appointment to take measurements, pictures and make molds of my teeth for the comprehensive study.

I wasn't worried abt it one bit, in fact i hardly think about it the whole day because it is gonna be a piece of cake.

Now i can conclude that no dental appoinment, however non-invasive, will ever be a pleasant one.

I've been livinv with my disastrous set of crooked teeth like forever and i have never feel the urge to do anything abt it.

But the husband is right, it's not the aesthetic part but more on the health issues that will develop in later years with teeth as crooked as mine. Although to tell the truth, the aesthetic part, i.e., the idea of having a straight set of teeth, is more appealing to me la.

The process started out okay. The picture taking involves using some plastic extender thingy

to really open up the mouth. It was not fun, but it was not hurting me or anything.

Then it was the xray part which is peanuts. Finally, we have to make a mold of my teeth and god lord was it painful. So he has this tray that he fills with some molding materials before laying them on my teeth. The stupid tray digged into my cheek and this intense pain spreads from my right cheek to the jaw and temple. It was the most excruciating 5 minutes, i swear.

It is funny the thoughts that ran through my head while i was laying there in pain, of all the random stuffs, i remember thinking

๐Ÿ’ฃ'arghh, this is worse than giving birth'
๐Ÿ’ฃ'I should count the number of bricks on the brick wall to calm myself'
๐Ÿ’ฃ'this counting thing is a bs'
๐Ÿ’ฃ'i am gonna get choked by my own saliva'
๐Ÿ’ฃ'please let this mold be good because i cannot do this a second time

And then of course one of them have to come out bad and we have to redo it ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฃ just my luck

The dentist said i have the worst luck when it comes to teeth because it seems like none of them is growing right. Worst of all, i didn't just have 1 but 4 teeth, including 2 wisdom teeth, buried in the gum. Now that they were all taken out and i have made the decision to do something about my remaining teeth, the future is looking up up, in terms of dental problems la.

He keeps assuring that i am doing the right thing because a smile is a priceless factor when it comes to 1st impression.

In my head i was all like 'yeeeahh, i am married so i am not looking to impress anyone' BUT THEN i stopped myself right there and then because i realize i am not doing this to impress anyone, i am doing because i wanna feel better abt myself. I never used to be bothered by the condition of my teeth, but now i do think that having healthier pearly whites, as shallow as it may sounds, is really gonna gimme a confidence boost look wise.

And then comes the payment part. I know what i was getting into and i know the amount of money i am looking at. But that doesn't stop the heart pain when i saw my card being swiped. ๐Ÿคฃ i don't remember feeling this way buying other material stuffs. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

Dreadful weather, which is really not very Madrid because it rarely rains here. I think this is why the city is kinda not built to handle a torrential downpour because 30 minutes of rain and we get huge puddles everywhere. ๐Ÿ˜ฃ

Happily having his tea time snack at grandma's ๐Ÿ˜

Haigh….seriously.

This new nanny that we have, i am fine with her because her duty is to care for my son, and she does it well.

But she often leaves this kinda mess on our coffee table. We have some foam thingy placed around the edge of the coffee table to baby proof the house, so my guess is she sits on the sofa and stretches her legs out so that her feet, therefore her shoes, are supported on the edge. ๐Ÿ˜ฃ

Randomly sit outside a shop to take a family snap because we go tripling.

Furbaby joins the #famfie. He was too busy sniffling around, i actually had to grab him to sit on my lap. Maybe that's why he no give face and refuses to look at the camera.

A simple bday party for adam at grandparents' place. Nope, that's not his birthday cake. It is just a candy cake that grandpa thought the children would like.

I seriously disapprove of all these empty calories and up until i have never given him a single candy and i am actually scared that he will take a liking to them. I am glad he doesn't. He tried 3 and spat 2 out and didn't ask for more.

Trying on his presents. A pair of boots. His love for shoes is real. He was so anxious and happy when he saw a pair of new shoes that he quickly took his sneakers off to try the new ones.

Alas he didn't like them, we put them on and he critically went 'no no no'. I think he is not used to the top of the boots hitting his ankles.

A grandaunt of his gave him a zara gift card.

#zara packaging game is strong. The card comes in a tiny envelope, placed inside a sturdy cardboard box which comes in a tiny paper bag.

First world problem is when you want to sleep but the chocolate muffin is too good to miss….so you chew away with your eyes close ๐Ÿ˜‚

Sign that i will never be a good blogger.

So we went to the mall today to run some errands and to have lunch. We eat so early that most restaurants are still closed. But lo and behold, there was an asian street food place and there were advertising malaysian hokkien mee and curry noodle.

Guess who fell prey? ๐Ÿ˜‚

The taste isn't bad, but it is definitely not malaysia curry mee. And the spiciness, on the scale from 0 to 10, is a flat 0.

Actually i have no expectations la.

One of the reason we went to the mall is for me to return my online buy. I have wanted a camel color coat for the longest time. This one looks amazing, the color is on point too. But it is just so big me, like it has swallowed me whole. No point keeping if i am not convinced, so back to the store it goes.

With grandpa in his office.

Grandpa is an enabler. He lets adam do anything that he fancies. Grandpa is the one that will empty a sugar pack for coffee onto a plate and let the children eat sugar for fun.

He is also the one who crawls around the house, playing with the children. He loves them so much, and the children they just adore him.

Checking in from the zoo!

So gungho today to bring my son out all by myself. Actually i have been thinking of doing it for some time la, but i have to admit the idea is really quite daunting.

But today, I'VE MADE IT!

Well actually more like WE'VE MADE IT because my baby behaves so well, i seriously cannot ask for more.

This kinda gimme the confidence that i can totally deal with a solo flight back to MY with him.

Following up on catalonian referendum is making my blood boils.

I am not in favor of an independent catalonia but i am pro referendum, only after all measures to stop the crisis have been exhausted.

Now, the central government is really just digging its own grave. There is no going back now after all this collision and blatant ignorant acts by the rajoy administration. PP is so stupid, i cannot even.

Cannot follow the referendum anymore. I just cannot!

Stupid PP. If it Partido Popular is not on the helm, things will not go this bad.

I am gonna stop reading abt 1-O to preserve my sanity. I donno why it affects me so. After all i am no spanish but i guess i more attached to the country than i thought i did, which right now, is a bad thing.

The husband is against the referendum as it is unconstitutional. His rational is, if catalonia leaves spain, it is going to have an impact on the country as a whole, how is it that the 7.5 million catalans are the only ones with the right to decide the fate of the remaining 16 million spanish people.

To him it is as if the spanish declare one day that Portugal is Spain and set up a referendum within spain to annex Portugal against its will.

Went to visit the in-laws today because my boy is incapable going anywhere near his grandparents house without asking for them.

My boys ๐Ÿ˜

Talked a lil to the ILs about the referendum. Told them that i gathered that some catalans still feel very bitter from the oppression they suffered under franco in terms of language and culture.

MIL said that it is indeed true that there were no catalan schools in those years. That said, there were also no basque schools or valencian schools.

Growing up in the Basque country, she remembers people around her speaking in basque. You don't get haul to prison for that, she said.

According to them, oppression was everywhere if you are not part of the regime. FIL remembers how it used to be forbidden for people to be merry during days leading to Easter sunday. No music or any form of entertainment, no sitting around in cafes and having coffees, no joking and laughing around on the streets, etc. All the food rationing and the lack of freedom to move from one city to another.

MIL says she doesn't recall people getting prosecuted because they speak in their own tongue. In fact, during franco era he was actively directing a lot industries to catalonia, thus in a way leading to catalonia being the economic power house that it is.

Following the death of franco in the 70s, his hand-picked successor, the now abdicated king of Spain, converted the country into a constitutional monarchy.

All the different comunidades then gain a lot of rights on the way they govern their regions. This include the language they use, their education system, etc.

Catalonia then adopted catalan and spanish as its official language, although as i understand, the younger generations can barely speak spanisg and spanish is not even an obligatory subject in schools.

The husband also told me that the catalan version of spanish history is vastly different from the one studied all across spain.

To the catalans, there was once a kingdom of catalonia and hence a king of catalonia. The castillians came, liked what they saw, and conquered catalonia.

The rest of Spain learns that the country came about from the marriage between the queen of castilla and the king of aragon (catalonia being part of aragon).

My MIL is also very outraged by some catalans claiming that colรณn (i.e., columbus) was a catalan. She is all like 'WE ALL KNOW HE WAS AN ITALIAN' ๐Ÿคฃ

Okay, lazy to write dy. Imma end this post abruptly with a pic of my baby who will be turning 2 next week! ๐Ÿ˜ฒ

Why mou dun dun gain 5 new followers a day, huh? This must be record for me lioa. Hahaha.

Hello hello!

I usually have nothing to write la. Most of the time because i am lazy, and because my life is monotonous la. Sleep, work, jaga anak, rinse and repeat, so nothing worthy of killing my brain cells everyday trying to churn out a post.

But yesterday we actually did something out of the house that's worth documenting.

So we have been thinking abt bringing the boy to faunia for the longest time. Faunia is like a zoo, but the ground is not as extensive, and after our yesterday's visit, i can also say that it is generally no so well kept. I don't we will go back on purpose because the money is better spend in the zoo. Nevertheless, what matter most is that the lil one had a superb time.

His reaction when i told him 'why don't you close your eyes and sleep for a bit' otw there.

Many farm animals are free to roam around. There were also specific enclosures where the animals are free but we, humans, have to toe the line and stay on our path and not cross into the areas meant for the animals.

In a particular enclosure housing lemurs, this pair of parents were pushing their lil girl towards one of the animals because they wanted to get a picture.

These kinda parents must be outta their mind because there is no telling what an animal will do if they feel threatened.

Turtle, he said. I corrected him and told him'it's a tortoise'. Daddy was all like 'to-may-to/to-mah-to'.

Tortoise and turtle and very different, okay?!

He said the kangaroo in the pouch is a baby, i wonder how he knows.

Love this picture of him. He is just so happy. Happier with a fake kangaroo than when he sees the real ones.

Watching other children on pony rides.

Souvenir ๐Ÿ˜ฃ he was running down a slope. In my head, i was all like 'he is gonna fall' and then a second later, he fell. My heart cannot take this sight ๐Ÿ˜ข

While we were out and about, the furkid went to a friend's place to chill. Apparently he was out the entire day chasing after cats.