Tuesday, December 30, 2008
This time around, I was ABSOLUTELY thrilled and excited. I loved and enjoyed all the rides there...
At night, just before bedtime, I couldn't stop talking about the rides, and could even remember their names.
We spent a night there and when we left the following day, I told daddy "wanna come again".
Monday, December 29, 2008
Here's why: I wet (drenched, to be precise) my pyjamas again for the umpteenth time, just before bedtime.
How? By doing any one or more of the following:
1. Deliberately spitting and spewing water from my mouth while drinking
2. Pouring and sprinkling the remaining water all over myself
3. Playing with water at the wash basin and splashing water all over, wetting the bathroom and myself
I have been warned again and again not to do it and promises have been made and broken far too many times.
Since the warnings, scoldings and light beatings didn't work, daddy had to resort to the cane. And yes, surprise... surprise... it was daddy who did it first! When mummy heard the commotion, she too, joined in and caned me on my palm.
Have no mercy - I was also told to hold my ears and squat at a corner
And since we did not have a real cane (rotan) at home, these balloon sticks proved to be rather handy as well...
Plenty of stock...
At last! Nice to meet you but...
... but I was very, very unfriendly and REFUSED to shake hands with her or even go near her. Mummy had to "force" me to stand here so that she could snap this photo.
We also met this cute little boy called Jonas. I also refused to shake hands with him but later, we did... and our hands got stuck! We held hands like this for several minutes and didn't want to let go hahaha...
I'm holding his hand because he is a boy hehehe...
And then, we spent the rest of the day shopping there... and went home after 9pm.
My second home - feeling so at home here
Sunday, December 28, 2008
This annoyed mummy so much, she forced me to wipe the floor… nevermind if it wasn’t clean as long as she earned my labour and I learned my lesson.
But labour it was not, for I’ve always loved to play “wipe-wipe the floor”
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Daddy: Aiyo BB, you are very "cow" lah...
Me: No, BB an na (is a) pig. I like pig. Pig very cute... (what I meant to say was that pigs are cuter, so I'd rather be a pig)
Daddy & Mummy: Hahahaha...
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Today while mummy was busy cooking dinner, I decided to help her with some of the house chores.
This is how much bread my folks have eaten since:
Good old days... back then, the Gardenia/High-5 wholemeal loaf was only RM1.90!
Today, surprisingly, she gave it to me although I did not ask for it. She thinks I am a big girl now... From a banned (choking hazard) item for babies, it is now a toddler's toy. They can be used as a learning tool for counting, colour-sorting/grouping and linking them into a chain. However, I wasn't interested in any of them and preferred to throw them around.
Friday, December 19, 2008
I almost had to pay to enter because I was taller than 90cm. It was stated that children under 3 get free admission but I was made to stand at the height-measuring wall first. Eventhough I was under 3 (only 2Y4M) but slightly taller than 90cm, I had to pay! Mummy bravely "negotiated" with the ticketing staff and won. This is just one of the many disadvantages of being at an advantaged height!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
I love to look at my photos, and talk about the events featured such as "BB made sandcastle, remember? Remember?" or "Mummy made the gingerbreadman for BB, remember? I like to end each sentence with "Remember?"
Sometimes, after holding it long enough, I'd go "Aiyah... this hand tired already" and switch hands.
Ada gaya or not? Hehehe...
Monday, December 15, 2008
Me: (Pointing to my eyes) One... two.
Mummy: Yes. How many ears do you have?
Me: (Touching my ears) One... two.
Mummy: Correct! How many nose do you have?
Me: (Poking my finger into my nostrils) One... two!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
However, it didn't smell as good as I had anticipated. After getting a whiff of it, I lost interest in eating it altogether. I didn't like its spicy-gingery aroma. Taste-wise, I still preferred the fake and cincai one that mummy made for me...
It wasn't a total disappointment for me though, thanks to the chocolate buttons, while poor gingerbreadman ended up in two other separate stomachs instead of mine. And thanks to me, mummy and daddy got to eat a gingerbread for the very 1st time, at their respective ripe old ages hehehe...
Saturday, December 13, 2008
- Height: 92cm Weight: 14kg
- I love to ask questions and I'm becoming more and more inquisitive. My all-time favourite question is "What is that?". Other FAQs are "Where are we? What place is this? Who bought this? Who gave this? Where is BB's ...(whatever)...?
- Totally diaper-free during the day, even when I'm taking my afternoon nap.
- Very sensitive: Will burst into tears when being scolded, given warnings or when intimidated
- Very shy and afraid of strangers
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Then I saw a gingerbread house that was made from real gingerbread!
Later, Auntie Shellie and her boys joined us too. We went for dinner and shopping together.
Too bad I was down with running nose and cough. I missed all the activities planned, which included swimming, bubble bath in the bathtub and a pyjama party. In fact, I almost ruined our holiday because I was cranky and cried all the time.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
The "highlight" of this trip was to make sandcastles in the artificial beach. However, I enjoyed playing with water more than sand. So, I kept myself busy scooping water to water the sandcastles that mummy and daddy have made.