Friday…
Mil told hubby this and he related the story to me. Bb gave away her cards to the auntie on the Mah Jong table. He went to mil’s place and told other aunties mil’s cards. He told the aunties mil had one “飞- fei” ， 2 “Bola-bola” and 1 “Cat” (Flower card). Then the auntie asked bb any more cards? BB replied “No more”. Auntie asked again how many “飞- fei” does mil has, bb replied “1 only” *Gosh!!!*
Actually, I do not know how to play Mah Jong, bb must have got influence from all those “师奶”(housewife) like mil….*shake head*
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BB was kicking ball in the garden, KICK, KICK….KICK…..opppss…ball flown to the neighbour’s garden.
BB: OH MY GOD! Ball gone! (Exact words)
Mil was stunt at the above phrase. He must have picked up from me.
My hands are full holding all bb’s stuffs while going down the stairs. Bb called me to help holding his bottle so that he could hold the rail while descending the staircase. I told him “Mommy got no hand, cannot help you”
The next morning, while going down the staircase,
BB: “mommy, bb got no hand, help me” He wants me to hold his bottle for him.
Mommy: “No, it’s not no hand, my hands are full. Mommy said wrongly, dun say no hand next time okay?”
BB:”Okay”
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Last night…
We went back to Pil’s place to have dinner for ”端午节 – Chung festival“ and pay homage to ancestor. I tried to place bb in his car seat, he reluctant to get in. He made a scene out of it by crying, kicking and screaming furiously. I pressed him down with the help of Sri but he continued to climb out twisting and turning his body with lots of tears. Gosh!!! I was stern and tough on this previously but he cried too much. Eventually I let him travel without a car seat. I hated doing this; all my effort to make him sit on car seat has just gone to waste. He has grown to refuse car seat now. What am I gonna do? Do you have this problem?
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This morning…
Mommy: BB, come and kiss mommy goodbye.
BB shook his head: bb got “misai” (moustache)
Mommy: Where got???
When he doesn’t want to kiss his father and grandpa, he would say “misai” swooshing his index finger around chin and upper lip area. I think it’s his excuse not to kiss me. *Naughty*
