I have not woke up so late for quite a while - and today when I woke up it was already 9.30am. It was pouring outside and the sound of the rain hitting the roof and the window could he heard very distinctly. The little one also woke up at the same time and when she opened her eyes, she smiled at me and then kissed me. And S woke up as well and I asked her to go wash up. The market was not opened as it was under renovation and we had to do our marketing at the super market instead and hence there was no need to rush for marketing. Anyway, it was raining heavily. I woke up F and the maid made breakfast for them. Then she called and told me that she was at the market (near the guan yin temple) and did some marketing for us. I sat at the sofa to read the Sunday's papers while the children went about doing their stuff. Then she came and brought the marketing that she did for us. She said she bought some fishes and vegetables (limited) - no pork and chicken. Then she gave me a mandarin orange and a red packet (with coins inside) - supposedly for peace and luck. She insisted that I must put the red packet in my wallet as she had queued for a long time to get it. I ignored her and put the red packet aside. Then she left. I got the children to get ready to go to the supermarket. We went to buy pork ribs, chicken parts, some more fishes, some vegetables as well as ingredients for making muffin and cakes. Then we had lunch outside. We went home and F started to bake the muffins. It tasted nice but was a trifle too dry - but a very commendable effort for the first try. The children worked on their stuff and was waiting for their mother to bring them for swimming. I was doing nothing but chatting on the computer - just to kill time. The she came to fetch the children for swimming. I continued to work on the computer. It was close to 8pm and I got the maid to wash up the little one while I went to get dinner for the maid. I have no appetite for any dinner. While walking out, S called and asked what I wanted for dinner (mother was asking, she said). I told her that anything will do. I bought Mee Rebus for the maid and the little one - now already washed up - was all raring to go out. They came back and she suggested to go to Cartel for dinner. I told her I have no appetite and her face turned black - telling me why I did not tell her earlier and she would have settle their dinner outside rather than wasting time bringing them over for dinner. Sensing her growing anger, I agreed to the dinner. I was not feeling very fantastic during the dinner. And S remarked that why I looked so sad and quiet. I told her to eat her dinner. I ordered a black pepper pork ribs - and the portion was humongous. The little one was at he naughty best again and she had to carry her out to pacify the little one. And F was at her conversational best - telling me all about her stuff at school. And I took over her MP3 player to listen to her Jay Chou's music. Then she told me that all her classmates never talked about their fathers because their fathers never spoke to them. F said I was different as I like to speak with her and hear her talk about her school stuff. Then I asked her why she was so chatty and she remarked that it was because I liked to talk to her and liked her to be chatty. After dinner, we went home. When we reached home, the little one was very grouchy - insisting on playing with her mother's phone. When the phone was taken away from her, she became hysterical - rolling and crawling on the floor and screaming out loud and crying hysterically at the same time. It was quite a scene and we never saw her on such hysterical mood before. My wife remarked how was it possible that she became so "bad". I tried to cool her down, instead of cooling down, she bit me on my right arm. And the little one got worse, she crawled under the sofa, thrusting her head under the sofa. S tried to cheer her up and I told S not to bother about the little one. S got angry and went to the other end. I pulled the little one from under the sofa and hugged her - her hysterics stopped but she was still crying. I let her play with my mobile and she stopped crying. I asked S to come over and hugged her and asked her to sleep early. The little one grew jealous, put aside my mobile and started to cry and wanted me to hug her as well. S went to sleep and I carried and hugged the little one to stop her crying. All these while, she just sat still at the sofa - watching me handling the kids. Then she left as she said that she had a lot of work to settle. The little one stopped crying and I got the maid to make her milk and put her to bed. It was a long day. And still I needed to help F with her maths. And I played some of F's Jay Chou music and we both sang to the tune and lyrics. It was already late and I asked F to go to sleep.