In recent years, whenever there’s a public holiday, our family will aim to go to the beach. The beach is the best place for Papa and Mama to relax because we would be so occupied with the sun, sand and sea that we would give them their much needed peace. Back in Singapore, the beach meant no further than a 30 min drive from our home. And since it was summer temperatures all round, we could go anytime of the year as long as it doesn’t rain on the day.
Here in the US, ever since the summer began, we’ve been visiting beaches almost every sunny weekend. But the difference is, the nearest beach is at least 2 hours away. Add traffic to that, and we usually take 2.5 to 3 hours to get to the beaches. But it’s also rewarding to know that all these beaches are natural beaches (Singapore only has man made beaches).
The Seeblings call me Mama, and I am the main person behind this blog (obviously). I was a Phys. Ed. teacher at a renown high school in Singapore and I left teaching to pursue writing. I wrote for CLEO (a fashion/ lifestyle magazine in Singapore) and then subsequently freelanced for Mother & Baby Magazine (a parenting magazine).
This Spring, we also took some gymnastic classes. See1 got to attend with the 3-5 year olds,while See2 attended the 0-3 year old, parent accompanied classes. It would have been perfect if the both of us could attend the classes together, because See2’s class was too elementary for him. It was also filled with toddlers which made it very hard to do much per session.
Our favourite memory about Spring soccer season has got to be the ice creams. Man, those ice cream/ popsicle at the end of each session was everything we look forward to. Jokes aside, See1’s interest in soccer grew over the weeks. It didn’t start off all that well, because See1 would be frustrated that he couldn’t get the ball or couldn’t seem to score. Then Papa and Mama had a chat with him and he decided to change his mindset, focusing only on having a good attitude towards soccer, regardless of the result. And that changed everything.
Coming from Singapore, where we don’t have the four seasons, we didn’t know that Easter actually marks the beginning of Spring. We never knew the significance of Easter (and the bunnies) to non-Christians and never immersed ourselves in the whole Easter festivities, besides attending church and celebrating the resurrection of Christ.
Even though everybody here tells us that the past Winter was very mild compared to the years before, it was still pretty cold for us. And though we could stare at snowfall for a long, long time, we were so happy when Spring arrived. Spring was also the time we discovered the flora and fauna around us.
Back in Singapore, Mama didn’t like us playing with playdoh. She says we make too much mess and we love mixing all the colours together. See2 was also at the “putting everything into his mouth” age, and it was easier to forbid both of us from playing rather than letting See1 play in secret.
When Mama broke the news of our move to the US, she said that we will be moving to the land of Playdohs and Legos. We couldn’t be more excited. In fact, we asked for the Playdoh set we brought from Singapore, within days of arriving.