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Routine inspection!
Well, it had been two weeks since I last blogged and look at how time had passed by so fast and uneventfully.
The euphoria that had first been felt by everyone in the household with my birth had degenerated into thin air and very quickly things settled down and everyone fall back into doing their own mundane and routine stuff.
How I wished I can turn back the clock and see everyone fussing over me again, it’s so fun watching Mummy fumbling with my daily feedings and baths, Daddy getting sleepless and restless over my feeding time and crying bouts and best of all my Sis getting green with jealously over the affection shown to me by my Granny. Ha! Come to think of that, I really enjoyed all these while.
Yet with me becoming older by the day, I finally realised that I do need to grow up faster, and when I say fast, I mean real fast like let say tomorrow I’m already able to take care of my myself.
You want to know why! Well, the truth is ……………………………..Mummy if you are reading this, please take note and remember hor!
I hated getting my nose inspected and plonked by some sort of stick even if what Mummy always says “It’s for your own good!”
I don’t care and I don’t want to experience it on a day to day basic again and Mummy if you think you are right, please asks Daddy for his opinion!
And Daddy if are reading this, please stop Mummy from doing to it again especially when I’m nice and ready for slumberland hor and please try not to laugh out loud. Nothing hurt me more than getting my nose clean up follow by thunderous laughter in the background.
Do you guys know how fragile a baby’s heart is especially one as cute, as suave and as cool as me! Sob…Sob………Sob!!!
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After much thinking, I found a good way to kill two birds at one time…. That is to write a blog with both English & Chinese. Aren’t that great?! Not only people who understand Chinese can read my blog… now even those English educated can read too. However, to carry out this mission, I had to overcome one very important difficulty…. That is to learn English! Such a coincidence, overheard my dad telling my mum that he has been reading newspapers since a young age and that improve on his English too. Hmm… that is a good idea! I would do likewise too!
Hehe! You must be praising me right now huh? Actually those pics are taken by my mum to enter a photo contest held by The Straits Times. But due to my mum forgetfulness (think she is getting old), we missed the closing date for the photo contest and miss the chance of me appearing in the newspaper as a day superstar…. Haiz, such a pity!
Oops! Mummy’s coming…me gotta log off now…. See ya next time! Byeeeeeeeeee….
P.S. By the way, I really do learn English… But it’s from books and Educational VCDs.
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You blog, I blog!
The other day when I overheard Mummy telling Daddy that my sis has just started her own personal blog, I was initially amused and curious but also a bit upset.
You know, this blogging thing was supposed to be my brainchild and showpiece, and now due to my overwhelming popularity which my sis can’t stomached, she has moved quickly to start her own blog to steal my limelight.
What a cheapskate!!!
Imagine my shock when I saw the blog! ‘Oh my god’, it was in mandarin! I just couldn’t believe it, ‘in Mandarin’, she might as well write it in Tamil! HA! HA! HA! Why would anyone want to write their blog in mandarin, not unless you happen to be borne in China or Taiwan!
It’s so ridiculous; maybe I should really start a new blog in Tamil to compliment her mandarin blog! HA! And please don’t give me any crap about us being Chinese and what is so funny about the blog being in mandarin.
Time will tell whose blog will be the better of the two and I’ve trust in the judgement of all the aunties and uncles out there, right! Wink! Wink!
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Little Amilie’s Self Intro
Hello Uncles, aunties, brothers & sisters! My name is Amilie. I am 1 year old. Princess in my family. I would also like to share my baby-hood with you… Jus like my brother, Izaac.
Alright! From this moment, follow my footsteps as I share with you my story. Firstly, let me start off by introducing some important characters…. My Family - which consists of my crazy parents, the little brother prince, 2 weird uncles & my grandma. Oh yes! And our maid…
Ok! That’s all for the intro. See you next time!
NS came early for me!
Until recently, I used to think that boys only shave their head bald when they go to serve their NS when they reached 18. How wrong was I!As you all can see from my previous pics, my hair was a chic spiky crew-cut ever since the day I was borne. Mummy always tells me that my hair looked great on me and I always brimmed with pride whenever someone praised my looks especially when someone screamed “He’s so cuteeee..!”Alright! Alright, I know I’m exaggerating a bit but you can’t blame me. Mummy keep telling me almost daily without fail that I look great with big lovely eyes and a killer Ang Monish look. She’s probably right, you know, although Daddy seems to disagree and keep on saying “Where got?” What a spoil-sport!!!
Well! Now back to my hair raising experience, on this particular day after my 1st month, I was brought to a certain shop to have my own personal calligraphy brush made from of all things, my HAIR!
Oh my god! Imagine yourself being a small defenceless baby without a tingle of hair in this world! How cruel! Do you understand the amount of shame, humiliation and laughs that I will probably get from fellow babies if they happen to see me! I can’t even make a pass at that lovely baby girl that I fancy without feeling a sense of nakedness around my head. Hgrrrrrrr!
The shaving process happened so fast that it ended before I could took stock of what was happening.
I just kept hearing Daddy’s booming laughter and the sound of flashing camera! Even Mummy was so bad! Haa!
If you think the torture was over after the shaving, you are dead wrong. Daddy kept rubbing my head non-stop even up till today, and keep commenting the feeling is shiok!
What to do when you have such a Daddy!!! Haiz!










