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My First Plastic Card!

Perhaps I may still be too small to comprehend what it is about plastic cards that women seem to enjoy so much? Hmmm.

Anyway, whilst I ponder over that question, I am proud to announce that I have in my very own small little hands, my very first plastic card! Papa collected this smart thingy call MyKid about  a month or so ago, and I still have absolutely NO idea what I can do with it.

Can I get new booties with it? Can I get a designer bib with it? Can I get that jeans jacket with it?

Or perhaps the adults are NOT telling me how to use it! HHmmmph….:-(

What’s This?

The two words above have made its way into my favourite phrases recently.

I guess it’s in my curious nature or justa  phase where I need to learn more and more new things…and I can’t expect the adults to point and teach me these new things all the time…so armed with this phrase, I am proactively taking the initiative to simply point to anything I see and ask any adult around me..”What’s This?”….

Sometimes, even when I know the answer, I will still ask them the question….just to be sure our answer jives…hee!

The challenge is really to ask it before the adult asks ME the same question..:-p

Riddle of the Day

What is noisier than Collin with a football bottle-horn in hand?

Answer: Collin with TWO football bottle-horns in hand!

Thanks Papa for bringing these toys home. Let me know if there’s anyone at all that you’d need my services to irritate…hee!

Signs of Obedience

For those of you who didn’t know, I was actually due to come out on 21 Nov 2009. However, during those regular checkups for Mama way back in late October, I had already positioned myself to come out already. So, Mama started to rest at home and reduced her movement and other activities. I heard that Papa was rather busy during those times, so I tried my best to continue snuggling inside Mama’s womb.

Week after week, Mama would go and see the doctor who would express her surprise that I still refused to come out. Papa and Mama would talk to me every day telling me to stay in there longer so that I could grow stronger and heavier (they seem to have this obsession of having heavy babies..hmmm). Probably they were concerned I was still quite small back then in October.

Anyway, I patiently and obediently waited for more and more weeks. Papa’s big projects and events were soon past and I still obediently waited.

Before I know it, Mama was already what they call ‘full-term’ in her pregnancy, or in numbers, 40 weeks, and I still waited patiently inside.

Now if that is not a sign of obedience when I grow up, I don’t know what is. Hee!

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