The Diaperbag family.

We are the Diaperbag family. There are Jordan, Evan and Dylan (also known as Muffin) and they are fondly known as JED. We are their parents. Ondine and Packrat.

This is JED

Always playing or planning and plotting to take over the world. Always up to shenanigans.

This is Jordan, our first born

Actually she's part of a twin set. She was known as Twin 1 in-utero. She loves to draw what she dreams, dances what she draws.

This is Evan, reluctantly the younger twin

He's Twin 2 by two minutes because it took the doctor that long to find him. We don't think he'll ever forgive the doctor!

This is our youngest, Dylan (also known as Muffin)

He fancies himself the Lion King. His favourite activities are to climb, jump, pounce and roar at the world. The world is his Pride Rock.

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Saturday, July 06, 2013

Saturday Snapshot: Fruit glorious fruit

Cherries are in season.

But I balk at the price of cherries here (averaging $20 (Turkey ones) to $40 (US/ Rainer ones), especially having been in the US in summer and street side carts sell them for $4/ lb.

So I got it in my head to go to the Pasir Panjang Wholesale Market this morning.

We brought JED and they loved the varieties of fruit, some they had never seen before like bananas as long as their arm, jackfruits half their height and the more common ones but all contributing to a wonderful cacophony of colour. 

 The temptation was so great to buy more than just the cherries. But even if I wanted to, I couldn't store 90 extra large New Zealand Rose Apples in my house, nor could I 60 extra large Australian oranges.

Muffin proudly showed off his fruit vocabulary in Chinese. Evan went in search of giant coconuts and Jordan just wanted to touch all the pretty pretty fruit!
Look Mommy, 苹果!

We wanted that box of oranges!

The 橙 is cold!

Pretty pretty Rainer cherries

So, we made off with 5 kg of Rainer cherries to be split with a friend, 6 large apples, 6 large oranges and 6 large pears!

I think we've got our fruit intake for the week set.

Wee

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Monday, December 10, 2012

The weight of carrying on the family name

Packrat and I love durians. The only time I shied away from durians was later in the twins' pregnancy where putting on undue weight and possibly subjecting myself to gestational diabetes was a real threat. Apart from that, we go through durian cravings quite regularly and find ourselves either invited to or throwing durian parties.

We hoped that the children would inherit our love for durians. Who can hate the high calorie, rich creamy and pungent fruit? Well, I do know many people who hate the stuff but since JED are the offspring of durian eaters from a whole line of durian eaters who disregard hypertension, diabetes and high cholesterol just so that they can partake in durian feasting.

Unfortunately, the twins dodged it from a young age, with Evan declaring very loudly while dragging us to the bin that the durians belonged in there. Jordan made gagging noises and threatened to throw up every time we waved it under her nose.

Our last hope was Muffin; though we didn't think that he would salvage the durian eating reputation of the family. After all, he has been to date, the pickiest with food. But one could only hope.

Yesterday, however, our hopes were entirely dashed. This is what we think he would do if he were provided a bowl of durian. And our hypothesis was correct. His reaction was also pretty much what we expected sans the gag reflux that he usually induces upon food displeasure.


He ran from it, making his version of disgusted noises.




When I tried to feed it to him while he was otherwise occupied (it was after all Sunday and they now only have weekend television privileges), he obliviously took a mouthful but splattered it out when he tasted it.

So, our only hope now is that they grow to like it when they are older. Otherwise, both sets of grandparents, our closest friends and us, would be extremely sad. 

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