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Riddle of the Day
Little Bully
This is just a little black mark in this stellar phase of my life. Mrs D has caught me a few times bullying Angie, who is about 2 years older than me. Some of my bullying tactics include taking away her pillow when she is asleep; or pulling away her milk bottle when she is feeding…
In addition, I’ve also been caught in the act of beating other people (affectionately I may add..) or even spitting when things don’t go my way.
Hmmmph. Need to find more discreet ways to bully and not be found out. Hehe. Shhhhhhh.
Caught with hand in bag…or is it bag in hand?
Yet another photo taken by parents that would be used as laughing material or to blackmail me in the future. Sigh.
Phone Fun
One of my favourite play toys is this item called the phone. This small little gadget must be pretty important to adults as I have seen almost every adult holding and talking into one. It looks pretty simple to operate too. By pressing some of those numbered buttons on the front, one can then talk into the phone.
When we were in hotel rooms where there were at least two of these phones, it was just so much fun for me to pick up, press and play. Strangely, no one ever responds to my “hello” when I speak into it.
Perhaps I didn’t press enough numbers. Or perhaps it has something to do with some wires attached to it that Papa pulled out earlier. Hmmm…
Vege View Up Close
I have a feeling mama is trying to start me from young to like vegetables. Sometimes before she cooks, she will introduce me to some vegetable in raw form. These plants sure are funny because they do look big before they are cooked, and become so much smaller after that.
Knob Turner
There was a time when I remembered my little fingers trying to reach up to touch that silver round thing that is found on most doors. Those knobs apparently is the access to open these doors!
Well, time must have been flying by rather quickly because today, I can already put my entire palm around the knob and by mimicking adults, I can now turn the knob and open doors – doors with knobs within my reach, that is, like my house store room door.
Wow…all those time exercising turning my wrists have been rather fruitful! Yay!
Still the Drooler…
Little Helper
Regardless of those endless remarks of how mischievous or cheeky or naughty I can be, here I have photographic proof that I can also be very helpful around the house. You will see me helping Papa and Mama to clean up the house after a parish meeting at our home last month.




