Sharing some photos - pre-Singapore in May (that is how long I owe you guys!) - that my colleague shared with me from that fateful night of dinner with them at the restaurant that was uber-child-unfriendly. That is Wayne and I looking respectively 'erm-ish' and highly concerned at the lack of baby-friendly food.

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This is in stark contrast to the playgroups I went to of XinYuan, a local centre which offered me two free lessons over these past two Saturdays. The first one was with an older group of children, and she had her first painting lesson by using her fingers to paint onto a tree - bad thing is they did not even provide any aprons so one of her nice blouses now has red paint permanently etched on it - shucks. The second one was with one of her age group but nobody else attended, so it was just her. The facilities are old and bad (think toy knives breaking into two, masking tape on floors peeling off...), the lessons are only held in Chinese, and even their music/audio was raspy-sounding - no wonder my girl kept wanting to 'go out'. The staff were also more pushy, and kept wanting to hold her hands/carry her when they first met her - erm, you are in this job, don't you know children of this age need time to warm up? More so if you are fat, pimply/oily-faced, and have a trouser zip that cannot be pulled all the way up, leaving a triangular gap at the top... (I know that last statement was uncalled for, but I seriously cannot stand unsightly-looking childcare staff - what kind of example are you setting for the kids - that you can look unkempt and like you fell off the wrong side of bed????)
Anyway, I think I have pretty much attended most playgroups and will wait awhile before I make my decision between Kmy or KinderPlace...
And that 11am to 12pm session at Kmy this morning made us late for our lunch date with the newly-weds, Lillian (my ex-team member who went on to become our client, haha!) and Wang Wei, her hubby. They had a lunch table for ex-Weber Shandwick colleagues, so it was an intimate setting where as usual, I spent more time trying to feed our girl than catching up properly with them all - pity... But Rosabelle enjoyed the attention (where everybody kept saying how much she looks like Daddy dearest, heh!) and kept wanting to feed/get another ex-colleague, Zhu Li, to eat, haha!