Archive for December, 2007
Happy 2008!
Me, daddy and mummy would like to wish all of you a very Happy 2008 and good health to everyone!
Happy New Year!
I’m ‘terrible twos’… and also incredible!
Daddy has finally broken his long inactivity on my blog and manage to make some effort to write something! Phew!
But hold on… It’s nothing good about me!
I’m officially and naughtily categorized in the ‘TERRIGIBLE TWOS’ stage.
So, what’s TERRIBLE TWOS?
According to many, it means this.
According to my daddy, it basically means I’m a terrible boy and I’m two years old.
Nowadays, I’m nastier and crankier to anybody and everybody, and daddy had a long list to say about me!
1. I don’t neccessary have to address my Gong-Gong and Ma-Ma when I go to their home;
2. When No.1 is not fulfilled, I can however address them whenever I like or when they give me a tibhits treat;
3. I don’t want to hold anyone hands when I walk, hey, I can walk myself you know?!?;
4. But then, sometimes I just want to hold hands!
5. Repeat No.3 and No.4 for carrying.
6. I want to eat myself and expects someone else to clean up the mess for me.
7. When I want you to play with me, I meant it, no matter how tired are you after work.
8. When I want to walk an opposite direction, I want you to follow me.
9. When daddy ask me if I want to get down from his lap, I can say ‘Yes’ and immediately ‘No’ when he attempted to do so.
10. (Please wait while daddy attempt to search for a naughty looking face of me…)
Future Singapore Idol!!!
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One, two, three, four, five
Once I caught a fish alive.
Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten
Then I let it go away.
Where did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
The little finger on my right.
Little tikes slide and new hair style!
Mummy got me a little tikes slide from yahoo auction. Our old slide (Mummy sold it off yesterday) was a bit too short for me now, so Mummy got another slide for me which is higher and can slide better. Look! Can you see my swing and slide look almost the same, like a set!
Also, this morning, Mummy brought me to a nearby salon for a haircut. It costs $7. I was a good boy, sitting down there, letting the Auntie cut my hair. How handsome I am now with my new haircut!







