Tuesday, 1 November 2011

mummy training

It's a stay-at-home-be-my-mummy tuesday. Sis had to go for press check @damn-far caldecott to link her high res pictures. Whatever that means with all the jargons that i dun quite get. To cut the story short, it means that i got to babysit fatty for half a day.

Sis left at 2pm when she/we finally coax fatty to bed in her cute sarong, the thingy that bounces. But with all the annoying drilling downstairs, n fatty being a light sleeper, had to have her stay in my sight round e clock jus in case she stirs.

Sis wld usu be dying to get away from her but today she complains that she's having anxiety from separating with fatty. Nonsense much. Ha.

Fatty was wailing so loudly in her slp, i had to wake her up. Must be some really bad monsters in her nightmare. Poor girl...

Watched some silly show on okto while i fed her bread. Fatty loves to eat nonsense

Daddy came home at 3-ish n fatty wailed so loudly, refusing to let my dad go put down his bag before picking her up. She must be real bored of me. Hurhur.

Daddy went down to get some errands done n den e worst thing on earth happened. Smelled something stinko, check her diapers. Guess what i saw- GOLD. GOLD POO! Damn it. Second time i cleaned her poo ok. Ultra smelly i almost fainted. =S

Im the world's nicest ah yi.

Daddy got back n brought her down for her daily stroll.

So now it's ME-time before fatty's back. Got to heat up her milk, clean her up later, feed her milk, n den coax her to bed.

Gosh! Being childless isnt that bad i guess.

She's adorable though.


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