The Little Helper

The Prince literally left me in a big puddle of SHIT today, after his 3rd "bombing" exercise in the morning. Romper, bed sheet, mattress protector and his chou chou (his bean pillow), all weren't spared from the attack.

"Best" part of it was when he started getting grouchy from waking up earlier than usual. So I popped him into his sarong before going around clearing the "site". U think that's the end?? With the little devil, of course not! He wasn't going down quietly, someone had to swing him. And it's Big Sister Princess to the rescue. She swung him amidst the wailing so Mummy could do her stuff, while she was watching her DVD -- no complaints. Not to mention I was halfway through tying her hair into nice little plaits when the "commotion" happened.

The Princess was exceptionally good today. She volunteered to bathe herself after breakfast and did a pretty good job. It's a pity my network has been giving me problems uploading pics and videos......

My little darling, you really brightens my day. It's the last day of school, go enjoy your class party and bid sweet good-byes to your friends and teachers. Next year will be another fresh beginning.

Mommy, why does everyone want to be your friend??

That was what my Princess asked me yesterday. My answer to that -- Everyone wants to be your Di Di's friend, not my friend.

Those were the days when strangers came up to me to chat and play with my baby, commented about how chubby my precious was (with drum-stick thighs), wanting to carry her. Even when we were traveling, the language barrier was almost non-existent when even Japanese would come up to me and we would just "talk" with our hands and actions..... I thought those were the days long gone, till......

The Prince came along. I had always felt that the Princess was cuter, thus No.2 would not get as much attention. Apparently, I was WRONG, very WRONG. With those big round eyes and oh-so-familiar chubbiness, the Prince never fails to attract strangers wanting to be his "friends", especially when he's just so friendly, he smiles at practically anyone who coos and talks to him. Some of his funny antics, like pulling off his socks and chewing them in his mouth certainly adds to his "popularity" =p. So now, talking and smiling to strangers has again become part of my everyday life.

Hope that "Innocent" stare of yours can get us through immigration customs quicker if we should go overseas someday ; ).

~passport photo taken at 4 months