On the first day without popo. 
Mommy will conveniently dump me into the playpen whenever she needs to go to the kitchen.
Mommy will conveniently dump me into the playpen whenever she needs to go to the kitchen. 
And she keeps asking me to scoop these balls. 
Self-feed lesson one – Mommy been hoping to see me to use a spoon soon. 
Have a break! Have a banana! 
Hello popo… When are you coming back?:::::<*><*><*>:::::
19.04.2009 – This evening, Daddy bring us to the Safra @ Mt Faber for a swim. The water there seems better than the Yishun one. But for changing room, Mommy still prefer Safra Yishun.
New environment for waterplay
I am ready, Daddy!
We head to Ikea for dinner and Daddy get emotional when my stroller was nearly touching the table that we were waiting for and there was this big kiasu guy around his 40+ appeared opposite us from nowhere and quickly set his butt to chomp the seats, fold his arms and look away from us just as the diners are getting ready to go. Obviously, he knows we’re waiting at the table and avoid our presence.
Daddy was so upset to see us; being bullied by others. He pull the table toward us and scolded the big guy for not being a gentleman and that he jolly well knows that Mommy was waiting for the table and he ought to be shameful for bullying a woman and baby in stroller. Without uttering a word, the big guy stand up and signal that we can have the seats.
This time round, Daddy push the table back to him and tell him sternly that we do not want this sitting anymore, we would not feel good eating on this table and he can have it if he can still eat in peace without feeling guilty of what he has done to a helpless woman and baby. Many diners were looking at the big guy as he placed both his hands on his cheek as if covering his face as he continues to sit down.
This is the first time Daddy tells someone off in the public. Shortly after the saga, we got ourselves an even better and bigger table at one of the corners. ;)
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