One of my fave pastime – hiding behind the curtains.
Mommy is wondering if it’s phenomenon of babies tht we are so fascinated in telephone and remote control: They are more interesting than any of my toys, to the point, I treat everything as phone now, be it my feeding spoon or the tube of my anti-rash cream. I don’t think I am weird tho, because my friend Zina does the same. So must be a baby’s thingy. Time to get me a toy phone, dear parents, before I make our phone kaput.
Today I’m still very ill. Been having a cold since a few days. Papi said with treatment it lasts 7 days and without, it lasts a week. So, I just need a TLC” tender,loving, care ” from my lovely parents.They think I’m the best patient they’ve ever had.
Don’t I look really ill?
Mommy decided to give me my first ever haircut. To whom should I complain now? It’s not entirely her fault tho; I just couldn’t sit still.
Today, we celebrate Eid ul-Fitri. I got a blue “baju kurung ” – malay traditional dress as a surprise present from mommy’s friend Aunt Musfirah in Malaysia.
Papi, mommy and me were invited for “iftar” (breaking fast) at my friend’s Zina.
Zina’s mom and mommy were in the same maternity ward at St. Joseph Stift Hospital, so I have known Zina pratically since she was born –she is three days younger than I.
Exactly ten months ago I was born. I …..
- can cruise around while holding on to something for support,
- can clap my hands when my parents sing “If you are happy …”
- can stand alone for brief seconds,
- respond to my name and understand “no”.