Phoebe even went for her meet up with Doc Chew for an lymph node infection. She actually sat down on the hair and started explaining to Dr Chew her pain and symptoms. Much like and old aunty would sound. We all couldnt help but laugh.
2 weeks back she learnt to give thumbs up. Took her quite a while to control her little finger but managed after a few attempts. She was mighty proud of herself. Took her all but 3 minutes later to not remember how to do it. We had to start all over again. Cheeky monkey....
Me and Momma Bear went off to the book sale and i got her a shirt with a cape at the back. Took quite a bit of convincing to get her in to it. After that , it was another 3 days of trying to get her out of it. She enjoyed wearing it so much she refuses to take it off. Long story short. She insist on wearing that caped shirt every time she finishes her shower. Gramma had no choice but to cut up 2 other shirt and sew on the capes for another 2 other shirt so we are actually able to wash the first shirt. Now it just superman shirt of no shirt. Hahahaha...
If you think that is bad. 2 days later she made another new stunt that nearly gave me a heart attack. After dinner, she was having a gala time playing sticker with Momma Bear. Came running to me (in her Superman Shirt of course), she had a sticker on her forehead and another small sticker on her tiny nose.
"Look Daddy... I'm and Indian..."
Cute. Off she went running to show her Granpa. Not 2 minutes later she came running back to me.
Momma Bear is much better now. Only problem is we are running on a diet of Nasi Lemak, Bak Kut Teh and Chinese Pao for 2 weeks in a row already. My stomach turns each time i see these laid up on the table. Looks like Junior is only agreeable on these 3 diet. Any other bit, Momma Bear will throw up. This is gonna be a long 6 months.
We had so much pao for supper , even Dad started to walk away. I dont have a choice now do it?....
If you think that is bad. 2 days later she made another new stunt that nearly gave me a heart attack. After dinner, she was having a gala time playing sticker with Momma Bear. Came running to me (in her Superman Shirt of course), she had a sticker on her forehead and another small sticker on her tiny nose.
"Look Daddy... I'm and Indian..."
Cute. Off she went running to show her Granpa. Not 2 minutes later she came running back to me.
Pointing at her nose. Made me wonder what she meant. Took a little peek into her nose and saw the sticker straight up inside her nose. I almost fainted. Told myself not to panic. Pinched her nose and made her blow through it. The sticker came flying out on the 3rd attempt. My heart started beating again.
I couldnt help but get reminded on how my own little brother ended up in the hospital as a kid. With a peanut stuck up his nose. Watching Phoebe with the sticker up her nose. I did not know whether to laugh or cry...
History does repeats itself huh......We had so much pao for supper , even Dad started to walk away. I dont have a choice now do it?....
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