The West used to think that Malaysian still lives on tree. We have not been living on trees for ages. My great great great grandfather came from China also never live on trees. Maybe they are referring to the Aborigines.
But we do have a tree house. And it is right at my backyard, on a Rambutan tree.
My children spends most of their time up there now. They play, learn, eat and sleep there. We even camp a night on the tree house a few days ago. Yup! All 8 of us, slept on the tree house; with two mosquito nets.
Come visit us and experience the fun playing on a tree house.
I was standing on a pile of broken cement and rocks near our farm looking for coconuts. Just when I was about to turn around to head to the house, I saw a black coloured snake (cobra, i think coz i didnt see the head) slithers the other direction a few inches from my foot! It gave me a fright and I ran for my life. Thank God it did not bite me when he passed by my feet.
After that day, I did not go to that spot for about a week.
A week later I went there again to collect the coconut that has fallen from the tree. I even say it out loud, “Snake, you don’t disturb me arh, I am passing by here to collect the coconut.” I was carrying my 5mo at that time and my 6yo came with an old stroller to help me wheel the coconuts.
I braved myself and look around the piles of broken cement and rock. I saw a hole, a snake hole! I have seen snake holes many time but it was always empty. I went nearer to get a better view of it. It looks different that the normal holes that I’ve seen before. There’s something shiny and silvery there. Then I see the snake’s eyes. Apa lagi, told my son to leave the stroller and ran for our life! Hubby wasn’t around that evening.
The next day, I showed hubby the snake hole. We came with bamboo sticks this time but the snake was not in the hole. So, hubby just demolish the snake hole.
We harvested the first veggie from our mini farm last Saturday. Yes! The Kangkung or the Orang Putih calls it Water Spinach. No, we did not cook Kangkung Belacan with it. All my children can’t enjoy the first fruit of their labor if I cook Kangkung Belacan coz it will be spicy for them. So, I just stir fried them with garlic and ate them with Nasi Lemak. We had Nasi Lemak for breakfast, lunch and dinner last Saturday!
This 19mo girl of mine enjoys nature to the max. More than her brothers and sisters. In the above pic, she just came home after helping daddy and Uncle Ann plucked some coconuts. She helped carried a few coconuts into the wheelbarrow. As a reward, she got to drink one young coconut all by herself.
When I started FB-ing, Farmville is the first game that I played. I love the planting and seeing the plants grow and of course making lots of money from it. Unfortunately, I do not have the privilege to play any more game on FB after I have 6 children. Since the love of seeing plant grows is still in me, I got my children to plant the real thing instead. Actually, it was hubby who got them started. My initial plan was to put planting as one of my homeschooling curriculum next year but hubby got excited after I told him the idea and brought the children to buy veggie seeds when he isn’t working at his shop and started the planting with the children without me. Now I helped watering them.
Here’s a glimpse of our real life farmville / mini veggie farm.
Clarissa’s Long Bean
The above photos were taken when they were a few days old. I think by next week, we can harvest the Kangkung.
As of today, I added 2 more veggie and a herb plant to the mini farm; Bird Eye Chili, Daun Keledek and Daun Kesum (used in cooking assam fish, assam laksa n tomyam).
I’ll post more picture when they are all grown up.
How wonderful if the grow by the hours just like in Farmville.
If ever we need to move out from the family house and if we can afford to buy a small piece of land to build our dream house, I want to furnish it with log furniture. You asked me why? Just check out the link. I fall in love with the log furniture featured in the website at first glance. It is so country like which I like. Must hang a deer head on the wall and play Kenny Roger’s song in the house. hehe.
7 months ago we were surprised with the birth of 12 puppies from one mother. From the 12 puppies, we only kept one of it.
9 days ago we were surprised with 10 puppies from the same mother. Wah! Very fruitful eh, the mother. This round the puppies’ “print” aren’t that nice compared to the first birth. We were expected some “Moo-Moo” print but all came out brown, dark brown and black. Looks like the father’s gene is stronger this round.
Watch my 2.5yo catches fish (grass carp). He knows how to stop the fish from moving and he dares to hold an alive fish. Dia belum kena cucuk, dia belum tau lagi.
He has been following his daddy fish at the pond numerous time. After observing how his daddy handles the caught fish, he wanted to try it and he has been doing the above since then.
A few days after the video is taken, he finally got poke by the fish’s side fin. After that, he dare not hold the fish anymore but he still dares to step on the fish’s tail for daddy to remove the fish hook.
Knowing him, I am sure, he will hold the fish again soon. Once the pain is gone, he will surely take his chances. Fun mah.
3 days ago a baby civet cat (musang pandan) came into our house. All this while we only hear them running on our roof chasing after rats. I guess that day this baby civet cat got scared when the coconut plucker plucks the coconut and disturbed his home. After coming into our house, the civet cat couldn’t find the way out. The civet cat ended up in my bedroom. Hubby managed to catch it with a fishing net. Unfortunately, hubby’s finger got bitten by the civet cat when trying to grab hold of it.
Hubby managed to transfer the civet cat from the fishing net to a big plastic bag then into a cage. One of my SILs told us that a restaurant might want to buy it. After a phone call, the restaurant chef didn’t want a baby civet cat. I posted about it on FB and a friend is interested in it; he wants to cook herbal soup with the civet cat!
The next morning, the civet cat was no longer in the cage. It escaped through another door which we did not notice. The door was close but not lock. Well, not his fate to end up in someone’s bowl of herbal soup. I did tell hubby to let it go but hubby worried that the civet cat will eat our puppies. I hope he won’t.