Friday, October 19, 2007

Saturday, October 20 2007


I'm really stressed out you know?? I know it's not my mummy carrying me. It's Uncle Teddy. I've full faith in Baby Bjorn but I'm kinda worried Uncle Teddy will release the strap by mistake then I'm a goner.

Mummy, quick take me back!!!! I love you mummy.

















Yeah yeah Auntie Chris. I know I have to wash my hands before I touch my food. Now let's get on with the eating.




















Hey hey look what I'm doing?? I'm on Uncle Teddy's shoulder.

Oh no...I'm so scared.



















Yeah right!!!! I'm having the fun of my life pulling my Uncle's hair. hahahaha Let me at it. Don't pull me away or you'll end up with no hair!!!! heh heh













Practising my look for my debut catwalk show.






















My Uncle Teddy giving a speech on how to cut costs in the business.




















Yup yup, I'm listening Uncle Teddy. Go on...go on.















Hope my uncle talks more then I have more food to eat. :) :)
















My daddy and I. Daddy is admiring my latest manicure from Kiddicure.

Daddy, forget about going there. They only do manicure for babies and kids, not adults.






















Hey, what's taking our food so long??? Are the people here working or not????

Grrr grrrrrrrr if I wait a minute longer, I'm gonna scream till I turn all blue.
















Daddy, I don't wanna go there to eat. I hate those darn streaky beef with the rice. I want to go back to the crappy cafe for our breakfast. I promise I won't complain anymore about the long waiting time.

I promise I won't go back to screaming. Promise.




















My daddy loves me. :) He loves kissing me. I love my daddy too. But I'd love him more if he shaves his stubble before kissing me.






















My daddy and his cool hairdo.


























I've learned a new look. This is the look I use whenever I have nothing in my head but am pretending to be thinking of something so as to dupe people into thinking I'm smart.

Understand what I'm saying?




















This is the look I give my daddy when I want him to buy me a toy. I watched mummy do that umpteen times and I dare say I've mastered this look.

Mummy can't compete with me. I'm the master of this game.













Trying the sad look on my Uncle Teddy. hahahaa he's falling for it....it's working it's working.
























Okie Uncle, that's enough. I'm not sad anymore. I don't need any consoling. Just get me a new toy okay?? :)

















My lovely Kammi, I love my Kammi.

It's who I turn to when I'm in doubt. It's who I turn to when I'm teething. It's who I turn to when I have a nightmare.

Yeah, my parents basically leave me to fend for myself most of the time. Lovely parents I have, I know.



This is the new toy mummy got me. It makes helluva noise when it's turned on. She tells me I should just push it around the house in order to play it. Hmmm weird toy I say.















Show you my blur look. This is the look I give mummy whenever I'm taking things I'm not supposed to ie. her handphone.


















This is a close-up of the blur look. Note that your hair do has to be the dumb and dumber hairdo and you must open your mouth slightly in order to achieve this look to the max.









This is the look I give mummy when I want to escape being spanked. Don't I look pathetic?

Problem is my mummy seems to just go ahead and spank my backside whenever I give her this look. Can you tell me what's wrong with my look???






This is the look I have every time I'm alone and realize that I have nuttos for parents. Why can't I have normal boring parents??? Instead I end up with a hyperactive mummy who laughs like a hyena and a hooligan daddy.














Hey, Skinny!! Here we meet again. How's life???

Oops, what happened to your cheek???? Got hit by your mummy again???? Poor thing. Let me hit your left cheek to even things out.







Come closer Skinny. I'll give you a real proper shiner at the right spot if you just get a little closer.












Hey Skinny, act normal ok. You rat on me and I'll give you a shiner on your eyes as well.












Mummy, can I have a tissue paper to wipe my mouth???

Note: this is my super innocent, dainty look. This is the look I give when I've done something naughty ie. bully another baby














Look Skinny, smile more or I'll poke your eyes out with my tooth peg. Don't test my patience little boy, you are not a match for Kim Yoo-ri.
















But yet again, why waste such good tooth peg??!!!

I'll eat a bit more of it first then I'll decide whether or not to poke your eyes.








Skinny: Hey Ms Yoo-ri, is that you??? Is that really you????














Yoo-ri: Hmmm I don't know you, Skinny. Buzz off and don't touch my pram or I'll pulverize you.












Skinny: Ms Kim Ms Kim, if you don't know me, how do you know my name is Skinny????

Yoo-ri: (to self) Basket. This Skinny is not that dumb afterall.









My daddy on cloud nine with a bouquet of flowers.

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