Wednesday, August 1 2007

Who do i resemble? I give you choice lah:

a) Laughing buddha
b) Happy buddha
c) Good luck Buddha
d) Baby who just witnessed a grown-up fall on their ass

You guess but I give you clue. When this photo was taken, Auntie BF was around and she fell on her face again.. as usual. I thought she did it to make me laugh. Now I'm not so sure. I think she really is that clumsy.

If you had to eat what I just ate you would have the same expression on your face. I feel like a bunch of fruit and vegetables mugged me.

I like hats but this one is a bit sissy. I want the baseball cap next time. Then I can give this hat to Fat Boy. He is a sissy already so the hat will suit him.

The more I get on my face, the less I have to eat. It's a calculated strategy on my part.

If I close my eyes and think hard enough, I can pretend I'm somewhere else. If that ugly Dorothy girl from Wizard of OZ can do it, why can't I? But in my case I want to go for my walk along the river instead of going to Kansas.

What do I remind you of?

Yup you guessed it. I'm an antelope grazing in the African Sahara.

Ok you caught me trying to eat my friend lamb lamb. What can I do? I'm so damn hungry and the food on offer sucks. I'm resorting to eating my friends.

Maybe I don't eat lamb lamb. My other friends get scared then I have no friends left. Then what to do next time I'm hungry?

Lamb Lamb it's your lucky day. I'm not going to eat you. But let me smack you around a little to relieve my stress. I slap you and throw you around a bit ok?

A moment of quiet reflection and yoga. I look sorta celestial.

Oy. Some privacy please. How can I be peaceful with you sorry asses intruding on me?

Darn. You got me again. I'm supposed to be working but actually I'm playing.

Actually I'm more like trying to eat my toys. I gave lamb lamb a reprieve, now I'm really hungry. Anything will do (except my mummy's cooking).

May the force be with you young skywalker.

Doing my impersonation of a Jedi Knight from Star Wars. Mummy and daddy don't know, but when I was inside mummy I actually saw the movie together.

Where is my cape? Damn it fell off. How did the real jedi knights do it? They run around and fight and their cape never fall off. Something I don't understand....

This is my mean expression. Not quite there since it only works on that sissy Fat Boy. I will have to practice more.

My new stroller. Daddy wanted to get a cheaper one. Lucky mummy fought for the good one. It's a Maclaren you know just like in the F1. It's better than porsche or mercedes.

All those image conscious Japanese babies have them. I'm not superficial, I just wanted it because it's more comfortable. Plus I can make fun of Fat Boy next time since he has a crappy stroller.

Nowdays I even sweat during mealtimes. Sweat from fear of what new variety of disgusting crap mummy produces.

Just finished eating. The aftertaste still makes my face look sour.