Saturday, June 2 2007

Today I had a very very busy day. Mummy and Daddy brought me out shopping. Yeah right!!!! Daddy parked his car at Mandarin Hotel and then my evil parents deposited me there with my grandparents while they went shopping with Auntie Evi at Takashimaya.

I was so lost. I didn't know what was happening. Why did they abandon me and leave me at the mercy of my grandpa and grandma????

Don't they know that grandpa simply loves to hear me cry and will do anything to make me cry?????? Don't my parents love me anymore???? I promise I won't do a nasty leaky poo poo no more.

My daddy was carrying me because I was crying. As usual, my grandma decided to do her 'sayang sayang' phrase on me again to make sure I really react to that yucky phrase.

Don't grown ups learn really slowly.

I HATE HATE HATE that phrase, I swear to God (if there is one).

This is a nice picture of my mummy and me. As you can see I'm smiling. I have a surprise coming and mummy loves surprises. I'm ready to unleash a nappy filling load any second and if mummy can just keep me on her lap a little longer I'm going to score a direct hit.









Yup..it's coming out. Mummy is her usual ding dong self and smiling like an idiot.












Damn. False alarm. Nothing coming out. Life really sucks sometimes. Not like i can do much, is it too much to ask just to have some baby fun.











Oh well. I will try again next time. Time to be nice to mummy. Yucks, she is trying to kiss me. What's wrong with her?? Doesn't she know the human mouth has hundreds of bacteria. Very dirty habit.









I managed to swivel away from the kiss at the last moment. My health is safe for now. Next time she tries to kiss me, I'm going to stick my hand in her mouth. My hand's been everywhere so that will teach her.











My grandparents also wants to have a piece of the action too. So here they are forcing me to take a picture with the evil grandparents.
































However, I did enjoy playing with Auntie Evi. She really knows how to make me happy. :)

I'm still angry at my parents for leaving me while they went out to have fun. What is the meaning of this??? Such irresponsible parents I have. *sigh*

Okay, I got to think of a way to punish them for doing such an evil deed.


Here are some pictures of me taken by mummy in the morning.




Me in my nest with all my bedroom toys.



















Daddy and I dancing to London Bridge by Fergie. Yeah, we don't look as if we are moving because mummy made us stop to take this picture.











Me and my new toy, Spidey.


















I was taking my late noon nap in the Bjorn. Mummy didn't want to wake me up so here she was sitting down at the couch while daddy took more pictures of mummy.

Mummy was obviously not interested in photo taking anymore since I was asleep. Silly daddy.







Do I look like daddy???? My face is as big as my daddy's arms.

Saturday, June 2 2007

This is me in my younger days. Life was more simple then and less complicated. It was only a little later i learnt the meaning of fear. It was shortly after this that my mummy first dropped me onto the floor and scared the shit out of me.










The person holding me is my daddy. We don't have the same color hair and he's sorta bigger than me. But my mummy assures me he is really my daddy. I guess I just have to take her word on this one. Anyways at least he has very firm hands. I like it when he holds me, i feel very safe. Same can't be said for mummy.....














Obviously I'm not very happy. Mummy is a butter finger and she just dropped me on the floor again by mistake.... again. I'm lucky if she only drops me once a day. Sometimes I ganna drop 5 or 6 times. I'm always very nervous when she holds me. Right now she's busy trying to explain to my daddy that I'm crying for no reason.














I'm busy thinking up ways to avoid mummy holding me. I just don't have enough brain cells to keep getting dropped on the floor. I need to show mummy the baby catalogue where you can buy a bjorn to hold babies. If mummy doesn't get one soon, I'm a goner.















I feel a lot better at this stage of life. Mummy finally got the bjorn so nowdays she doesn't really drop me as often so life is much more safer and less stressful. I can even manage to yawn. Even though she squashes my arm and sometimes chokes me by mistake in the bjorn, it sure beats getting dropped. If it wasn't for the fact our floors are soft wood, plus the fact mummy is technically a midget, I'd have a lot more bumps on my head.




oppps...just now mummy was too lazy to use the bjorn when carrying me.... I ganna dropped again. I'm feeling a bit woozy and can't think straight. I'm saving up my crying for when daddy gets back.











I wasn't dropped this time, but as you can see I'm naked. Mummy gave me a bath but it was hot enough to boil an egg. I'm feeling very blistered and so mummy is putting ointment on me before daddy gets home.









Boy I'm happy. Daddy is back and I feel safe. I can have a nice warm bath later on without worrying about getting burnt. He will also carry me and he never drops me. Mummy is lurking around somewhere but daddy will protect me.










Little Baa Baa is my friend. Or so my mummy says. So far though Baa Baa doesn't do much though. I'm squeezing his balls to get a reaction from him. Either he is a she, or Baa Baa has had his nuts chopped since he's still not moving. It's ok though, just like my other stuff I'll just keep Baa Baa around so when I get angry, I got something to throw at mummy. Good Baa Baa....













Not only did mummy drop me again this morning, she dropped poor blue elephant as well. Unlike me, blue elephant not so lucky though. I think he's dead.












I'm laughing at Mr Giraffe. He doesn't know about my mummy. He's soon either gonna get stepped on, burnt, or dropped. He won't be lasting long.. just ask blue elephant. Better them instead of me. It's a dog eat dog world out there.









This is the first time in a long time mummy didn't drop me during the whole day so I'm feeling more relaxed. Still some more hours to go though.... pls daddy pls daddy.. come home soon.
















Oh shit... mummy trying to pick me up. Where's daddy? Where blue elephant and Mr Giraffe?















Never worn a dress before. Actually never worn a headband either. I'm going to cry but i'm waiting for the right moment so I don't waste my tears. I think I prefer to be dropped than go through this nonsense....opps here comes mummy.... I might get my wish...















These are my grandparents. My grandfather is a big shot. Since I'm posing with them I'm putting on my own big shot face. I need to keep up with appearances.










Still practicing my big shot face. My grandfather says I'm a boss. I'm trying to live up to expectations.












Another bath that went wrong. Mummy trying to air out my overheated skin. I wish she would use that damn duck that tells her if the water too hot or not. She couldn't tell the difference between icy water and boiling water from what I observed. I'm seriously considering running my own bath water from now on. Or at least throwing my "Friends" Baa Baa, blue elephant or Mr Giraffe in the water first to test it out. Oh just remember I can't do that, blue elephant is dead from concussion already, Mr Giraffe was crushed by mummy's foot and I better save Baa Baa for a real emergency.

Friday, June 1 2007

Fine, I got a confession to make. Yesterday on our way to UE Square, Charlie walked over to my pram and molested my leg.

Why Charlie??? Because that little white boy had chocolate all over his face and chocolate on his hands. Still don't know why he's codenamed Charlie??? Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Duh.

Sometimes I think adults are more stupid than me. :P

Auntie Joei, are you happy now?? You wanted mummy to announce to everyone that I got molested isn't it???

Today I did a flip while I was sideways. :) Well, I had assistance from mummy to go sideways but thereafter, I did it myself. It's my first time so I'm still happy with my slow progress.



Here's a picture of me on the bumper mat after morning bath time.












Here's me just awoken in the morning. I'm distracted because my mummy had turned on mtv.



















See....I'm doing my tummy exercise in the morning. I'm not a lazy girl no more.















I recently like to sit up and support myself with my 2 hands on the floor. The view is much nicer like this. I'm so sick and tired of lying down facing the ceiling all the time.

I hope I can sit upright quickly.













Can you see Lukas on the right?? He is kinda my friend I guess. He is Auntie Lilaine's baby. He gets very hot tempered when the weather is hot. AND he is very very very very heavy. Mummy has a lot of problem carrying him.

Even Auntie Lilaine cannot carry Lukas for long. He is a big big boy.








Today noon, I had a busy day again. My grandparents, uncle and auntie came in full tow to pick mummy and I up to have lunch.

Mummy wanted to go Great World City so all of us ended up at Imperial Treasure again for lunch.

I think mummy's family are full of weirdos. My grandpa likes to disturb me and make me pout. My grandma likes to say that phrase "sayang sayang" which I dislike to make me pout and cry. My uncle took a gazillion pictures of me, made my auntie take videos of me on his behalf and even made me cry just to get a recording of my crying to use as a message tone.

I don't know what I did to deserve such treatment from my mummy's family. They all treat me as a toy. *pout*


Can you see my grandma is wearing a floral top that is similar to the color scheme as my rompers???? Such a coincidence, isn't it?

I swear I didn't wear this rompers deliberately.

Can you see my super bored face???












My grandpa calls me the "boss" now because he says I am so full of attitude. I don't smile and laugh as normal babies do. I smile whenever I feel like it and I ignore people most of the time.

The only person I don't ignore is my mummy and my daddy. I love my mummy and daddy.













Here I am pretending to cry. Do I look very convincing??? :)



















I look so like a boy here.















I'm sitting on the bumbo chair that Auntie Phoebe loaned me. It is still very new because Ryan used it for a while before he outgrew it. Ryan is my friend too.



I love biting on my toys now. See me enjoying the bite on my Winnie the Pooh rattler.















If you noticed, i am wearing a different outfit now. That's because I did a big poo and it leaked out of the diapers. :P








Mummy bought me some more books at Harris just now. Can you see the titles???
Very soon, I'll have a mini library of my own. Besides books, mummy also let me choose a toy for myself. I chose a spider soft toy by Lamaze.


Okie now my daddy wants to prove to mummy that he can write better

than her so here he comes now......



Guess what I'm trying to do. To make my mummy happy I'm pretending to reach for the square blocks.... but in actual fact i'm trying very hard to take a poo. Who the heck cares about those square things in front of me. Only dummies like my mummy waste time playing with such things. I've moved on already.








Yes you guessed it.... I'm still trying to poop. Still not out yet. I'm concentrating very hard. Mummy still thinks I'm interested in the toys she is dangling for me.
















Guess what. I managed to finally take a poop. I'm very relieved. I'm not even bothering to pretend I'm interested in the toys anymore. Grown-ups sure are dumb.
















I'm trying to decide what to do next. Afterall I am just a baby. Since I've done my poo poo... I'm sorta out of ideas.

















I came up with a great idea to keep myself interested. I'm going to do a wee wee. They are a lot easier to do than poo poo so I do them very often. Now seems like a good a time as any. I always like giving my mummy such surprises.















Wee wee done... Time to get busy and pretend to sleep. It always makes my mummy happy when I sleep... or pretend to.



















Mummy thinks I'm laughing because she is making funny faces and strange sounds. Little does she know the real reason I'm laughing is because i made a strange "sound" of my own.













I'm bored now. No fun conning someone as gullible as my mummy. One of my friends told me mummies all become dumber after they have babies. I'm not sure if its true for all mummies, but certainly in my own case its confirmed. I wish my daddy were here. He is a lot more smarter. Much more challenging to con and much more fun to play with.















I'm trying to look very ugly on purpose. Some fat baby next to me trying to get fresh with me. If I look ugly enough maybe he will turn his attention to the next babe on the block. If this fails, I will just wait for my daddy to come back. Daddy can make other babies cry. He will put the little chiko pei into his place.