01.02.2009 – 人日 , the 7th day of CNY. It’s every man’s Birthday!
All uncles & aunties gathered at popo’s place for dinner and all of us must eat seven vegetables on this day.
My toy trumpet was spoiled and my parents are not replacing a new one yet. The sound from the toy recorder does not sound so exciting as my old trumpet. Luckily, there were leftovers holographic blowouts from the last Christmas for me to play with.
My toy trumpet was spoiled and my parents are not replacing a new one yet. The sound from the toy recorder does not sound so exciting as my old trumpet. Luckily, there were leftovers holographic blowouts from the last Christmas for me to play with.
I visited a car accessories shop with Uncle Huihui and my parents just before dinner. Back home, I entertained the adults with holographic blowouts; they played ball games with me and trapped me in a laundry basket. I stayed cool throughout. Even when Uncle Xiang lifted the basket up and walked me to the dinning table, I do not cry. I am a brave baby. =p
See me blow…
What am I doing inside this row of tyres… ???
Inside the red laundry basket.
In good hands, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Popo’s yummy dishes.
Inside the red laundry basket.In good hands, so there is nothing to be afraid of.Popo’s yummy dishes.
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