No Outing for Me?

What is siblings’ rivalry? What is jealousy?

The other day, when I’m preparing to have my usual morning bath, I overheard my parents discussing their plans for the day. Normally, I do not care because most of the time they went out to have their own precious time together. I think it’s perfectly fine as long as at the end of the day, most of their free time is going to be spend on pampering me.

But this time round, they are in fact planning an outing for my sis and they are all going together without me. Wah! What the heck is going on man! The last time round, they went out without me; I throw tantrums for a few weeks just to let them know who’s the little boss at home. It’s was so funny and interesting to see my parents and grandma struggling to keep me quiet. To think that they have learn their lessons well! Urgggg!

Just thinking of it now make my little heart ached. Why left me out? It was supposed to be a family outing, correct!

Oh no, I think I must start to formulate some plans to prevent such happenings again!

Ok, let me see:
1) Always smile at my parents!
2) Try to act as cute as possible! People like cute babies, not smart, handsome and beautiful babies and I know I’m all of these qualities and more but no choice have to act cute for the time being!
3) Try not to cry too loud in the middle of the night in the event I’m hungry!
4) Pretend to be coy at all times!
5) Make my eyes look smaller than they do so that I do not look so fierce all the time as my Mum always say. Well to tell the truth, I don’t ready know how to do it.

Well, what the heck! Do you think I will stoop so low and go to such extend to get my way next time round! I believe in my charm and definitely it will be more than enough just to outdo my sis in my parent’s eyes. Don’t believe, you wait and see.

Mummy and Daddy! Here I come!

Rain! Rain! Go Away!

Recently, a new poem have been given to me my who else but my dearest Mummy. Well, not that it’s new, but whenever it rains, and when my mum is around, she will definitely go into poetic mode. Frankly speaking, I wondered why she came up with such a poem for me.

The poem was in mandarin and the English translation was as such:

Big Head! Big Head!
Rain come, no worry!
You’ve umbrella, I’ve big head!
Big Head! Big Head!
Rain come, no worry!

Do I really look so weird to you or do I’ve a really big head?

A smile a day keeps the doctor away!

Do you know that I’m at my happiest when my dearest Mummy comes back come from work at the end of everyday?

Why you cannot see my happy face? A picture tells a thousands stories and from the look on my face, one can tell how happy I am!

Mummy, if you are reading this, do you know how much I miss you daily ever since you start going back to working. If you measure it by distance, well take a look below, that’s how much I miss you daily, and that’s the reason I lost my appetite recently.

How I wished Mummy you are here everyday to look after me, pamper me and talk to me! You how bore I am daily, having to listen to the monotone voice of Jie Jie and always being interrupt from my ever so lovely Grandma by my sister. My dear sister is always clinging on to her, distracting my granny from putting her attention on me. What a attention seeker!

One last thing before I go off………………

Mummy! I love you!

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!!!

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!

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!

Keep your kisses away!

I don’t know what to do, almost daily without fail, my parents will encourage my sis to come and give me kisses.

Yucks!!! I don’t mind if they are just tiny pecks on my ruddy red cheeks, but wet kisses! Oh no!!! And to add insult to injury, my sis always come round after her dinner without cleaning her mouth first. Can you imagine that! Can’t she clean her mouth first!!! Just the thought of her kissing me again send shivers down my whole body.

Oh poor me! What can I do?

Next on, I must really complaint about is my dad, he’s normally alright except when he tries to kiss me. Well, before you think I’m not into affection stuff, you’re wrong. I do crave attention and affection, but my dad don’t shave daily and his stubble is causing my pretty face to break out with pimples………of all things!

You see! My life is so terrible now, luckily the savior comes in the form of my dearest mummy. I hope she can see the light and stop all these kissing.

Mmmm! Really have to think of something………..!!!

Hello! Aunties & Uncles!!!

Hi, everybody! My name is Izaac and I’m glad to share with you the wonderful times that I had ever since I come into this gigantic world!
In the coming days, I will be telling you all about my new life with my wonderful wonderful family which consist of my absolutely fabulous Mum and eccentric Dad, my adorable but very very mischievous elder sister, my fantastic grandmother and plus my two seldom to be seen uncles and our domestic helper whom my sis refers to as jie jie. I sometimes can’t help but wonder if we are related!

I think that’s all for now, going to make some noise to ensure that my milk solution will come fast! Eawwwww! Eawwwww!

Bye!!! Eawwwww! Eaaawwwwwwww!