Crowning Glory's Investments

As you aged, you tend to worry a lot on your appearance. I still remembered the teenager old me did not gave a heck on buying expensive stuffs to boost my look as long as I appeared pretty and natural. Even pharmacy's cleansing products worked fine on me and cost just a fraction. But what the heck now, I gotta dug my wallet for expensive salon facial products that cost a bomb. Not that I wanted to pamper myself with luxury but my face obviously can't used normal facial products anymore. That was back to the time I had a serious outbreak on my face not long ago. I tried many facial products that I can grabbed from the pharmacy but nothing worked. Giving it a try, I went to a facial salon and since then, I have been using their products. It works miracle but again, cost a bomb!

Due to the sake of staying beautiful, I rebonded my crowning glory lately. No choice but I had to do so. My hair was damn frizzy that I had to tie it up most of the time to look presentable. It look like a mop if I let it go without blowing until daddy also commented about it. Again it goes, after your crowning glory went through the damaging process of rebonding, it is time to replenish it with nutrients! So, I did some recent investments for my crowning glory:

First one:
REDKEN ALL SOFT HEAVY CREAM
This intense conditioning treatment from Redken really is worth its weight in gold. Targeted at extreme dry or brittle hair Redken All Soft Heavy Cream intensely nourishes and conditions leaving you with beautifully soft and touchable hair. Containing a rich blend of moisture enriching ingredients such as avocado oil, proteins, and amino acids, Redken All Soft Heavy Cream effectively moisturises and conditions whilst strengthening your hair to give you inside-out sleekness and dazzling shine.

This product is a miracle! After my first application, I instantly noticed my split ends were gone. And that was just the initial application. I can't even spot the breakage ends now which I used to have a lot due to my previous bleached hair before I landed on this product. Just a minimum amount is sufficient for a glorious hair. But you gotta leave it for a longer time like 1/2 hour, that's the best. Highly recommended as hair treatment done at home instead of visiting expensive salons and the only disadvantage ---> Darn pricey!

Second one:
SCHWARZKOPF BC BONACURE SMOOTH CONTROL SMOOTHING SHAMPOO
Since I laid my eyes on the Redken treatment cream, I can't be affording another Redken product although I know how good and nice it is to have my rack filled up with Redken's range. So, I opted for another cheaper brand than Redken but just as good, i.e., Schwarzkopf! Their BC Smooth Control Shampoo was meant for rebonded hair, I was told. All this while, I don't give a heck on hair care products. As usual, I just used those from pharmacies. Little did I know that shampoo makes a hell out of a big difference until I tried this shampoo last night. After rinsing the shampoo residue, my hair felt so soft as if you just rinsed out conditioner instead of shampoo.
Never in my life have I felt my hair so smooth from just shampoo application. Now, I'm thinking to grab the conditioner as well.

Before I landed on these products, like my face, my hair can't adjust to normal haircare products. They made my hair too oily and easily dropped especially after rebonding. Of course, to not invest on wrong expensive products, I did a lot of research online reading tons of reviews. And the products mentioned above are really highly recommended especially now that I have tried it. All these forking out are for the name of BEAUTY. **Sigh**

Latest Attractions

Well, his latest attraction is no longer his once beloved 'PlayDoh'. He still likes to play around with it sometimes but it was no longer number one on his list of preference. His latest activity evolves around fixing puzzles this time. All sorts of simple and big size puzzles of course based on his age. Daddy drew the outlines of every piece of the puzzle on papers if they were too complicated to fix. This way he can recognized the shape of each piece and fixed them based on that. The easiest one will be the alphabet puzzle by Frank Educational. Each letter belongs to each piece that will form the entire word and picture. Easier to fix as long as you know the spelling of each word. For example, the picture of a dog will have 3 separate pieces based on 3 letters from the word 'd-o-g'. It's just that easy for him. So, I got him another one which was also from Frank Educational, but this one involves simple maths like add and subtract.

Another latest attraction is S-T-A-R-F-I-S-H! The silly boy loves starfish sooooo muuuccchhhh! He always drag me to show him the starfish in the aquarium at the entrance of Jusco whenever we are there. It is just his favorite!

Quote of the Day

I fall in love with this quote while surfing the net this morning. Can't help but to publish it here.

"You just can't compete with the love between a mom and her son. Take it from me -- who will be crying her eyes out the day my boy walks down the aisle -- nobody could ever love him better than his mama."

Mummy loves you, Sebastian.

Accidents

And so the list of unfortunate continues, I'm really looking forward to some change of luck. Bad things just kept on happening to me, one after another. Hmmm.....I think I should visit one of the temples in Thailand later, for some sheer good luck!

Talk about accidents or maybe bad luck.....

Trapped Ball
I was having my bath after work in daddy's house when Lunz came knocking on the bathroom door, yelling. I instantly knew something was wrong. The knocking was an unusual one compared to those playful knocks he always did while I had my bath. I opened the door with the towel wrapped around my wet body and saw him crying pointing to his nose. OHHHH GAWWWDDDD!! I knew what happened immediately and rushed towards him, ignoring the towel that dropped from my gripping. I put my tiny finger into one of his nostril and felt the tiny ball was indeed trapped inside his nostril. I panicked. Not ever in my life had I be that panicked. I was so afraid that if he inhaled his breath a little bit harder, the ball would be sucked inside and a surgery will need to be performed to remove it. I gotta maintained the position of the ball, not willing it to be sucked in, but at the same time, my tiny finger was not small enough to reach and dig it out without him screaming painfully.

He was crying badly, I panicked even more. I gotta think fast, on how to remove that bloody ball. Daddy was not in the room, he had went downstairs to fix his dinner. I can't wait for him to come up. But being too panicked blurred my ability to think of a rational way. I quickly opened the door and screamed my lungs out for daddy. He came to my rescue. We tried to pin him down on to the bed and locate the ball. But he was screaming hysterically. Nope! This is not the way, he should be standing instead. At least the gravity will maintained the ball's position. Laying down will only make things worse.

The ear hole digger! That tool! We can used that tiny tool to dig the ball out. I fetched daddy to take the digger from the desk and he returned with a torchlight as well. I instructed Lunz to remained calm and stand still by telling him that daddy will take the ball out. While daddy tried to insert the digger into Lunz's nostril, AAAAAHHHH CCCHHEEWWWW!!!! Lunz sneezed everything out, i.e., phlegm, germs, mucous and the BALL as well from his nose.

Pheeewwww! I sat down with him on the floor, wiping his tears and soothed him down. There, he did not cried anymore meaning he was fine already. I looked at myself and realized I was naked. Luckily blood did not oozed out because I practically had no time for sanitary pad. Not to even think of it. Luckily the floor and the bed sheets weren't stained. I immediately threw away all the bloody balls. It was from the construction toys set and earlier I thought he was unable to find those balls as I hid them in the box. Not a wise move. Have to be more careful when I picked his choice of toys next time. Scare the hell out of me!

Punctured Tyre
I was on my way out of the parking, ready to head home after work when I discovered that it was damn hard to turn the wheel. Sixth sense warned me that something must have gone wrong. I came down from my seat and inspected the tyres on the driver's side. Negative! Fine. I walked around the car and ta-da! The tyre on the front passenger's side was flat. Complete, total flat! Grrrrrr......I hate this. I haven't change a tyre before in my entire life. And seeing it this flat meaning I can't go far obviously. I tried to glance around hoping I will spot a tyre shop. Nope. Not one that I can see. Maybe they have tyre shops at the front row of the shops. OK...I drove to the front row, not far away and dissapointed to discover all were motorcycles repair shops. I stopped and grabbed my phone. No wonder they say, in urgent times, it is OK if your pocket doesn't have a single cent but as long as you have a bloody phone, it will save your life.

I called my colleague and asked him the location of the nearest tyre shop. He gave me the directions but I failed to locate the shop. Apparently, I found out later that I had missed that turning. Knowing the fact that I can't drive further with a total flat tyre, I called him again and this time he came to my rescue. He picked up a mechanic and drove the fella to where my car was parked. The mechanic changed into a spare tyre for me and later we followed him back to the shop to fix the punctured one. The only bless thing was it did not rained as it usually does at such hour everyday.

Trapped Finger
Again, my little boy gave me another heart attack. I was having my dinner when he cried loudly. I turned around and saw his middle finger of his right hand got stuck between the compartments of a cupboard. How on earth his finger can land there? Kids, they always do the unimaginable and unthinkable. OK, I dared not to pull out the compartments because by sliding them will hurt his finger. He lost his patience. He pulled out his finger by himself as hard as he can before I had a chance to know he intended to do so.

I quickly soothed his blue black finger with lots and lots of ice. The silly fella stopped crying once he saw ice. I let him played around with some of the ice while I put some in a hanky and blotted on and off his bruised finger. He should be fine, I think. I remembered when I was little, I used to have a lot of accidents as well. The worse one was I fell down from a bicycle with a stone penetrated right into my palm. My mum had to use a tool to dig the stone out from my flesh. I still had the scar now on my palm.

Haiz....Hopefully I will be able to experience at least some sheer good luck soon!

Actions No. 1

This is where I'll start to update his new actions in version wise. Easier for me to tackle and think of the title as well as for record tracking purpose. Hahahaha.....well, over the weekend, as usual he never failed to show me new things. They are:

1. If he accidentally hit or knock you, all you gotta do is just say, "Pain pain" and he will say "Sorry Mimi (or whoever it is that time)" with his palm sliding up and down on your face. Of course, to complete it, he will say "sayang" while doing so.
2. Daddy had just bought him word puzzles and he was very good at fixing the puzzles on the right place. Whenever he got a piece wrong, he will say, "No" while shake his head. Then he will try another piece to see if it fits.
3. Very good at encouraging people to speak more. Like I say to him, "Lunlun will go to school next year. School got what?", I asked. His answers will be, "Teacher, ABC, 123". I continued, "Shapes, colours, sing song song, read book book". He will asked me, "SOME MORE??" pestering me to continue the list.
4. Reply 'You are welcome' whenever people say 'Thank you' to him.
5. Able to differentiate objects of big and small.
6. Cheeky action of covering his eyes with his hands knowing that I'm about to switch off the lights that will put us in complete darkness. And when I purposely delayed doing so to see his further reactions, he opened his eyes and ordered me to 'Switch off the lite lite', with one hand pointing to the switch while the other still covering his eyes.
7. Betrayed his Kao foo by telling me that his kao foo gave him cold drinks. He was not supposed to take cold drinks and I warned my brother earlier on not to give him. But he disobeyed me behind my back. Little did he know that Lunz later came and told me that his Kao foo gave him cold drinks. My bro said lunz know how to 'hok si fei' already. Of course! Mummy's boy!
8. Good at kungfu stances. The master?? His Popo! Taught him some hand and leg kungfu stances earlier that apparently he knows how to show them off already.
- Chiu Kap Mou Tik Sau (He will turned his hands around and hit you with both palms)
- Mou Ying Geok (He will kicked with his leg)

To be continued.....

Progress, progresses

For bedtime yesterday, he asked my permission to get a book whilst pointing to the piles on the rack. I replied, "OK bi, just one book ah". He happily hopped over me, grabbed a book and lied down back next beside me. It was his pick, The ABC Book.

He started to open the book and to my surprised, he read and spelled each of every word downright from A to Z without a mistake. He knows the pronunciation of every word and was very careful not to spell wrongly as his eyes traced the letters in the words.

A for Ant, A-n-t
B for Bear, B-e-a-r
C for Cap, C-a-p
D for Duck, D-u-c-k
E for Eel, E-e-l
F for Ferry, F-e-r-r-y
G for Gate, G-a-t-e
H for house, H-o-u-s-e
I for Ice, I-c-e
J for Jug, J-u-g
K for Keys, K-e-y-s
L for Leaf, L-e-a-f
M for Monkey, M-o-n-k-e-y
N for Net, N-e-t
O for Owl, O-w-l
P for Pencil, P-e-n-c-i-l
Q for Queen, Q-u-e-e-n
R for Robot, R-o-b-o-t
S for Snake, S-n-a-k-e
T for Tree, T-r-e-e
U for Umbrella, U-m-b-r-e-l-l-a
V for Vase, V-a-s-e
W for Wolf, W-o-l-f
X for X-ray, X-r-a-y
Y for Yo-yo, Y-o-y-o
Z for Zoo, Z-o-o

(I'm naming them all for him to see later when he grows up, how many words that he knew at his age.)

Previously before bedtime, I did asked him to show me his body parts as I named them. Some were new to him such as elbow, cheek and tummy. And then, to top it all up with him jumping excitedly, I finished it with a song that sounded like this:

Head, shoulder, knees and toes,
Knees and toes,
Head, shoulder, knees and toes,
Knees and toes,
Eyes and ears and mouth and nose,
Head, shoulder, knees and toes,
Knees and toes.

Then, we hopped on to the sofa and I picked up his 'Fruits' flashcards. He named each of the fruits as I flipped the cards.

Starfruit - His favourite!
Mango...mangosteen...coconut...strawberry....apple...orange....
watermelon...pineapple.....
Bananana - Seems like another extra -na tagging along behind.
(The list continues....)
Water apple...lychee...lime....plum....peach...
Papaya - Often mistaken for Tomato.
Pamelo and promegranate - He will asked me, "What's this?" over and over again. Probably too difficult for him to pronounce this two fruits.
Guava and durian - Will always think before he remembers but in the end always got it correct!
Grape - I always thought I heard Grey.
Ciku and duku - Always got those mixed up.

And I think there are whole lot more fruits which I can't remember now but anyway it's more or less about that. (Again I'm listing them down so that he can see his progress as he grows up later.) Another thing that I had discovered was he can now spot and point to the thing that I named in the book. For example, in an extensive picture of undersea that bears the life of all underwater creatures shown, he was able to spot and point to the creature that I named. Like, "Where is the crab?", I asked. He will tried to find the crab in the picture and will got pretty excited when he spotted it hidden behind the rocks. I think I should encourage more interactions like this.

To Go Or Not To Go?

Me and daddy supposed to be having our Escapade trip to Hatyai end of this month. But considering the havoc that is still haunting Thailand, we are thinking whether should we proceed with the trip or not? Why are there so many politically unstable conditions occurred in Thailand? And why does it happens at this time around the year when we had already booked our flights and hotel earlier? *Sigh*....that's the thing with long term planned ahead holidays. We can never know what will happen nearing the date. But to get cheap bargains for flight tickets, you have to book months in advance. That's the pro and cons.

The area affected is basically around Bangkok, the capital. And Hatyai is situated in southern of Thailand. So, maybe it is safe to go. But what if they declared state of emergency? It affects the whole country regardless southern or northern. Maybe it is not safe at all. Hmmm....am wondering?

The damage? 2 return flight tickets and 2 nights of hotel accommodation.

Consolation? My upcoming business trip to NZ, but not for daddy!

At The Park

Yesterday's evening was fine and sunny. Unlike previous evenings, thunderstorms were everywhere. I took the kids to the park and they had so much fun. First, they put on the shoes on their own. Then, they walked down the stairs on their own, listening to every of my instructions on not to run and stayed close to me. They behaved really well in the car during the whole journey and got pretty excited when they saw the park from a distance.

They had a great time playing the slides and swings. Meimei met a new friend as well. A toddler as tall as her and even bigger than her in size and yet she called her, bibi...bibi...Girls are always girls, they tend to be pretty busy body at most times. Meimei lingered around with that toddler most of the time and on several occasions tried to hug and even kissed her. She even told the girl whilst pointing to Lunz and said, "Lunlun...lunlun", meaning she was trying to tell the girl that that was Lunlun. I guessed it's time for her to start school as well. Lunz, on the other hand kept on saying, "I can-----not believe it!", which he obviously picked up from Little Einstein.

There were a few times, both of them fell on to the ground accidentally. I did not made any attempt to help them get up. I just watched as they rose from the ground themselves. Then, they showed me their dirtied palms and I just said, "It's ok, never mind. Just some dirt." I just brushed their palms with a hanky and then they hopped off happily resuming their playing session. The reason I don't pulled them up was because I wanted them to learn to get up on their own. Falling and the ability to stand up again are parts and parcels of the life journey. It may not be seen on such simple occurrence but yet will have effects on their lives later. I need not to be so nervous that they might hurt themselves. I know most parents, they do most of the time. But learning is just another process of life.

Later on, when it's time to leave the playground, I just told them that it's time to leave now and we shall go back for dinner. They did not throw any tantrums at all. In fact, they obediently followed me all the way to my car. You know la, kids sometimes when they had so much fun, they just don't want to leave and you had to chase them all around or even yelled your lungs out just to keep them moving. Surprisingly, they behaved extremely well and even hopped up the stairs by their own. Lunz did not asked me to carry him up the stairs at all and so do Meimei. All these earned them another credit to the park again next time soon.

Exhausted Night Feeding-Solutions??

I'm thinking to quit his bottle-feeding and change it into non-spill cup instead for his daily milk intake. The reason is simple. It was because he got so addicted to night feeding so much that I hardly get a good night sleep every night. This night feeding thingy shouldn't have continued considering he will be 4 years old by next year. He ain't a baby anymore, he does not require the additional milk intake. Night feeding will only contribute to tooth decay. But apparently, it was bloody hard for me to kick off this habit of his. Maybe I can't tolerate his cryings that eventually makes me give in to him. It's my ignorant power that isn't strong enough. I am too soft-hearted perhaps. But how can you be not when he cries like there is no tomorrow and keep on repeating 'nien nien' like a talking machine every few seconds? As if I abused him. *Sigh*.....

I'm not sure but according to my common sense, perhaps it is the sucking action on the bottle teat that he is addicted to. So, if I can just change the bottle into cup and slowly let him adapt to it, perhaps he will not want night feeding anymore. I just feel like he likes to suck on the bottle teat that makes him crazy for milk. I don't know whether it is an addiction or a habit BUT GOD, I need to do something! He wakes up every night punctually at 2 am without fail craving for his milk. It's like an alarm clock that was being implanted into his head and it will rings automatically signaling time for milk at 2 am! I don't know if it works but I'll try. Any comments or suggestions, anyone?

Misfortunes

I was being hit by bad luck lately. A lot of unfortunate things happened to me at one time. It was like being hit by meteorites falling from the sky and there was no where I can run or hide for shelter. Or it was like aliens invaded earth and I was captured for their freaky experiments on Homo Sapiens. I haven't even got a chance to say good-bye to my beloveds and that was the last moment I ever saw earth again. *Sigh*....it was bad, it was devastating. Let me go through the lists of so-called unfortunate:

1. I was sick with sore throat and this morning it came back again like a haunting that never ends.
2. I fell flat on the floor because the floor was damn wet from mopping. Those people were too lazy to twist the mop and water dripped everywhere on the floor. The results? I had a 6cm in diameter blue black bruise on my right knee. Of course to complete it, there was another blue black bruise on my left elbow.
3. I bloody twisted my neck last Saturday during my sleep. I was sleeping when I heard, 'click-clack' and the next thing I know was I felt a strong sensation of throbbing pain. I was awaken by the intense pain and then realized I had strained my neck. Luckily it was nearly dawn or else I can't sleep. The results? 2 painkillers downed my throat everyday to ease the pain, stiffed neck, no sideways glance as I can't turned my head and I can't get up from the bed without help. It was much better today.
4. The most exciting misfortune story of all is, I made a HUGE BLOODY mistake at work. I'm not shy to admit my mistake here for the world to read. In fact, I felt guilty. It's because apart from what happened, I saw care from the people around me that makes me guilty. The story was, I overlooked the need to link the pages in the Master Data CD and ended up 1000 copies of CD replication does not have the linkage function. And since those CDs are not re-writable meaning there is only place they can go which is the rubbish bin. Well, 1000 copies costed like 2000 ++ bucks. And there goes the 2000++ dollar notes flying up in the air. My boss was shocked at such foolish mistake but made no attempt to scold me at all. In fact, he tried many ways to solve the problem. In the end, we settled into the decision of duplicating the CDs once again as there was no other choice. But this time we can save on the casing. We just opted to burn the CDs plus the CD surface printing only. Yes! All 1000 of them. The damage? 800 bucks because the vendor is a very close friend of my boss and he charged us at only 80 cents per piece inclusive of surface printing and replicating. The price I managed to get was 1.30 per piece which was rather expensive. The outcomes?:

- My boss is a really really good boss. Despite no attempt to shot me dead, he just said he wanted me to learn from there. He offered to pay the total 800 bucks out of his own pocket but I rejected. My conscience told me that I just can't let him pay everything. Later, we settled into each one half of the amount. He told me it was his fault also because he didn't check the art work with me. Hardly any boss will admit his mistake in front of his staff but he is just exceptional. Frankly, regardless whether did he check or not, it was still considered my fault because I made the mistake and he has the right of not to help me at all. He can just simply asked me to settle it myself and he just want to see the end-result perfect as original and that's it. I have to swallow the 800 bucks or maybe more myself. But he cared for his staff and that's why he helped me out. His concern, leadership, knowledge and understandings are extremely great that it's hard to find another boss like him.

- My colleagues were very helpful. My earlier suggestion was to produce the CDs in-house and they were helpful. The art creator said he can helped me to print the CD labels and the technician said he was willing to help me burned those CDs. Other colleagues gives suggestions. But my boss dropped the idea commenting that in-house production may not be able to present the qualities needed and I had to agree with him.

- Although it was not quite a big deal, just some damage on money and assessment wise, my family members nevertheless were very supportive of me. My mum chucked 200 bucks into my hand but I gave her back. I can't possibly take that. She is no richer than me. And being the 26 year old me, I couldn't still want parents to bear the shit that I created. She took the money back of course after series of debating and said she will used it to buy Lunz milk powder instead. She said I can go ahead and throw away all the milk powder if I want after she bought it. Mums....they are just so miracle. My bro, on the other hand made me super delicious egg and ham for supper. Yum...yum....

- One slight thing that upset me the most was because a statement of 'I better don't get involve' being thrown right at my face. Not just only once but many times of different incidents. After the statement being made, there will be no attempt to concern on what's happening anymore. Regardless of the ending that I might be fired from work, to bear the whole amount or to spend nights after work in the office to fix it, there is no concern being made on that. Just because I merely said something that wasn't pleasant to hear and I didn't mean it out of being devastated. How funny it is because the most important element of a life long journey together is not sex, money or anything but the ability to feed each others soul regardless but yet being egoistic creates barrier to achieve that. How ruthless, ignorant and irresponsible that can be? Ah yes, the end-result? Minutes of sobbing in the ladies cubicle and washed clear of my face and head later fully determined knowing I don't need that concern anymore.

Additional Updated Behaviours

I should actually post his behaviors in episodes as they kept on popping up new ones. The are some additional things that I would like to update about Lunz's behaviors/attitudes, i.e.:

1. Follow my bro's action: Use one leg to touch the cat. I warned him before he had a chance to do so. Kids, they can't adjust their strength and it might turn out that he purposely step on the cat.
2. He will pretend to cough during meal time. So that the adults, like popo will say, "It's enough la. Don't feed him anymore. Cough until like that. He can't take the food anymore. Let him drink milk la" And yes! Lunz will achieve his goal on not to take anymore of those proper meals by just pretending to cough. You will be surprise you don't hear anymore of the coughings later.
3. Ah yes....he likes to spit out food when he thinks he had enough. I will usually deal with him on that.
4. Bargain with me to kiss me on my cheeks instead of my lips when I ask him to kiss mummy.
5. Loves to go to the park and very expert with slides until he can slide down backwards already.
6. Roll up his shirt for the doctor to check him through without being ordered to do so (due to his frequency visits to the doctor).
7. Likes to choose VCD himself from the piles of VCDs to be played on TV.
8. Not afraid to try out rides. I noticed that when I brought him to Genting lately. I thought that he might be afraid to sit on those rides but apparently I'm wrong.
9. Stand automatically at one side of the corner of the house when instructed by me if he does something bad like throw things at me. Go stand there, I said and he will obediently obey me. This is to let him know that he was punished to stand at the silent corner if he misbehaves instead of me whacking him.

Easier Medicine Taking

He is now pretty much easy in taking his medication. I taught him on how to pump the medicine into his mouth using the syringe. He kinda enjoy the action of doing so. Hence, it is not hard to feed him now. Unlike previously I had to mix the medicine with milk or hold him down with all my mighty strength just to get those liquid into his mouth. So, now he is able to feed the medicine himself. Insert the syringe into his mouth and just push it. No hassle, no fight. Hahahaha....medicine taking ain't a problem now! Just like Ethan! Or izzit because he got so used in taking medicine? Fall sick almost every month without fail. Anyway, hopefully his body's immunization will outgrow his asthma later as he grow up.

Other than that, he is getting much wiser in putting up sentences based on situation. If he receives something from people, he will say 'thank you'. Or, if he fails to find daddy (coz daddy was playing hide and seek with him), he will call out, "Darling....where are you?" I kinda like it when he call daddy his 'Darling'. Much much more adorable than mine.

And of course, his latest game completed with him showing the actions as you recite:

Kieng kieng the kieng kieng (the neck),
Kalatai ah kalatai (the armpit),
Kiok pan tai ah kiok pan tai (the footsole).

That rhythm is meant to tickle him like mad on his body parts! Created ownself and the funny thing that it rhymes huh....hahahaha....