Christmas Decor Memories
Think I'll sign off the year with some pics of Christmas decor at my church. Everything was just so lovely - the lights, the trees, the bells...ahhhh....
Bye-bye 2008...what a great year it was. :-)
Dogged Determination
So I continue scanning. Ahhh…there they are. I knew they couldn’t have been transported far from their initial vectors. I see I have been seriously underestimated. Hhhhmmmph. No bother. A mission remains a mission.
A direct path may seem too obvious. Perhaps a distraction with my vocals and flappings will do the trick. Ahhhh. It is working. I shall then endeavour a longer path to my fulfillment. Subtly. Silently. Stealthily. Almost there. Just need a make a glance back to see if this was a trap. Seemed rather easy the way I got here. But then again, I can be THAT good, after all.
Mission accomplished! My favourite toys retrieved with full satisfaction.
Termite-nator
- easily sinks teeth into wooden chairs, tables and cots
- small and almost unnoticeable until my teeth has found wood
- can only destroy or bite from bottom level. Have not found a way to eat upwards yet
All I Want for Christmas....
Elements from Kit 'Le Noel des Cupines' by Les Cupines Créations
HAVE a BLESSED and WARM CHRISTMAS everyone!!
Love, Collin
I am my biggest fan!
Wonder if I can apply this talent to turn up the volume of radio knobs or open any doors or not. Hee!
Quiet Pasar Malam
To me, it felt like a congested supermarket, without those huge steel strollers. Guess they don't need them here since nobody seems to be buying anything anyway. Mama says there should be a bigger crowd at around dinner time. She might be right though, since when we bought some soya drink from one of the sellers, he was literally scraping the bottom of the barrel!
Hmmmm....hope to come earlier next time so I can see really bustling pasar malam in action.
Can I Rusk for more?
For a brand that sounds more like a dog’s name, it sure is delicious! Since my teeth came out, I have also been introduced to this one of a kind biscuit – some even have some fruity flavored stuff inside! Not sure if these biscuits are designed to help me to like biscuits when I grow up, or to introduce my teeth to the stickiness of this stuff. Hmmm.
Anyway, I think I’ll enjoy my Rusk a little while more before I progress to my next level of teething toughness…Tusk, perhaps?...
My Teethering Cot
During those teething times of mine, sometimes the appropriate teething just isn’t readily available, so I have to make do with anything my teeth can find! I have noted that one of the most convenient teethers is my very own cot! Soft, plasticky, often with some patch of cloth to absorb my saliva, sure is a welcome substitute!
I also had the luxury of tasting a steel-flavored cot when I was in the hospital to do my operation. Suffice to say I think I’ll attempt steels again after I have more than 20 teeth!
Inspector Gadget
Perhaps the attraction is caused by all the gadgety-looking toys they have for babies these days. You know…stuff like the baby monitor; toy phone that doubles as a book; book that plays music; set of keys that rattle, shake and make music; etc.
Boy, it sure is good to a be a baby of this hi-tech generation.:-D
Beach Boy
Two weekends ago was another first contact episode for me. Papa and Mama took me to Port Dickson. Still don’t know why they call it a port when I don’t see any boats at all and all I see are sand….Anyway, my church was having a youth camp there and it was a good opportunity for me to see the beach for the very first time! Wee! (or so I thought)
Personally, it turns out that seeing the big blue (more green, I think) sea and the sand the beaches up close wasn’t as exciting as I thought it would be. Sure, it was fun seeing so much water and feel the windy beach breeze. Papa even took me to ‘bathe’ in the salty water for a while. But the moving sea, cold waters and noisy crowd didn’t make my first contact with the beach and sea so pleasant.
Ah well, maybe I just need more beach time. J
Jingle Ball?
Sad to say, my fearsome forearm and grip combined to crack the ball some time ago. Ah, well….Collin-proof it sure ain’t.
Peace like a Child Sleeping
Sorta reminds me of a song chorus that goes:
“Where there is faith, there is a voice calling, keep walking You're not alone in this world
It is a wonderful, powerful place
Where there is faith..”
Ahhhh….lovely lyrics...:-)
Merry Go Round
So, whenever m germs are spread, it has become quite common that the Law of the Sick will result in the Merry-Go-Round syndrome – where, I pass my love to Papa who then passes it to Mama, and just when I’m about getting better, I get the love back from Mama!
Hmmm. Life sure is one funny carnival ride. :-D
Parenting Tip: Cooler Bags
All parents will soon realize that these special insulated bags are NOT very common in the babies section in departmental stores or hypermarkets. This may lead them to look in other baby specialty where these bags are sold – at quite an expensive price I may add. Papa made this discovery of a cheaper alternative which I thought I should share with all parents out there today.
Instead of shopping for such bags in the baby section of departmental stores, may I suggest looking in the automobile or car accessory section where you can look for their cooler bags (bags with also similar silver aluminum insulation or padded stuff used to keep can drinks cold). Here, you can find sizes to store 6, 12 or even 24 cans! Definitely big enough to store lotsa bottles of yummy Mama’s goodness chilled – and at easily a quarter of the price of special insulated bags for the same purpose!
Calm Before the Storm
Not exactly sure what that means in adult contexts, but I think I can easily associate it to my context. You see, apart from my other hair-raising indicators that I am about to poop, another very certain sign is my ‘calm before the storm’, or rather my ‘silence before the bomb’…
So when I suddenly become all quiet and start to stare blankly, be warned that the storm is gathering…
Diaper Dressage
Let me count…hmmm….so far, I have paraded brands like Mamy Poko, Drypers, Pureen Dry5, Huggies, Fitti, Diapex, Babysoft, Babylike and Pampers. Looking at these brands, don’t you think they all sound quite cheesy? I mean c’mon…can’t these diaper makers be anymore original?
Since I had some free time to think today, I came up with a list of possible brand names to help the diaper industry who may be looking for that next killer brand name. The names that I came up with:
- Poopers
- Weepers
- Snuggies
- Flowy
- ChangeMe
- Absorbies
- Dampers
- Fried & Dried
- Wrappies
- Weelief
Hmmm…coming up with that list makes me wanna go wee wee now…;-p And also cross off diapers marketer from my careers of choice list.
What other names can you think of?
Gimme Cartoons!
Spectacles Spectacle
Papa’s eye glasses found out the hard way when I managed to grab hold of it one day. Managed to pull it away to have a closer look. And had a taste of it - not very nice; and almost broke it in two also if not for my under-developed super strength.
These days, Papa seems more wary of the whereabouts of my arms whenever he carries me. J
Remembering Chor Chor
All I know was that it was a really chaotic weekend. When we found out about the news last Saturday morning, Papa and Mama packed up everything pretty fast and shot up north at once. I was also very co-operative by sleeping for quite a while in that morning so the packing could be done faster. Hee!
We then reached
On Sunday, Papa didn’t feel too well also (must be in season). After seeing the doctor and taking some medication, Papa then drove down to
Although I didn’t have the opportunity to see more of Chor Chor, I was really glad that she managed to see me this year that I was born, celebrated with me during my first moon lunch, and more celebrations during a wedding dinner in
I dug thru Papa’s photo file archives and found this exclusive, wonderful picture of Chor Chor in a really natural happy look taken during Papa and Mama’s wedding. I’ll miss you Chor Chor…:-(
Biker Me!
But there was this time where the mode of transportation made it all different. Papa had just come back from buying dinner on the motorcycle and Mama decided to take me out for a ride too. So we hopped onto the back of the bike and the whole family went for a spin around the neighbourhood.
I hung on to Mama for dear life throughout the journey but I really enjoyed myself! Look out world – future biker in the making!
Pads Taste Good Too!
And not only that, I even continued the amazing feat by putting it into my mouth…all on my own!
OkOk…..sorry…so this is a self-praise blog. Hee!
the aftermath...
Chairbaby Collin
Having said that. It does come with a quite comfy seat, and can be adjusted to be immoveable or rocking. I did enjoy this chair for some time – always made me feel important, helps me to focus on the teevee and it was my first feeding chair.
Have since outgrown it and now I sit on a more modern throne-like booster seat for my feeding sessions…but this one doesn’t rock me as much….sigh.
1901 Celebrates with Me!
My First Notes
It is ridiculously colourful with flower-like petal keys and knobs that make the tunes go faster. But seriously, it doesn’t resemble a piano at all!
Anyway, it does help in keeping me entertained though. Besides, those colourful petals are yummy; and Papa teaches me that stomping the keys with my feet can be quite a workout. Hee!
In Wonder…
Shall I poop 3 or 5 times?
Shall I sleep right on schedule like good boy? Or become cranky so no one gets any sleep?
Shall I crawl fast for 5 metres? Or slow for 10 metres?
Shall laugh longer or cry longer?
Shall I smile at everyone who makes a funny face at me?
Shall I highlight my grumpy look?
Shall I drink Mama’s goodness happily as with my cereals?
Shall I burp loudly or softly?
Food Ratings
The following are exclusive ratings of food or stuff I put in my mouth, on a scale of 1 star to 5 stars:
5 STAR:
- Mama’s goodness
4 STAR:
- Nestle cereal
- Plastic toys
- Remote control
- My own fingers
- Baked potatoes
- Buttons
3 STAR:
- Chair
- Cot
- Rusk biscuits
- Hankies
- Porridge with fish and broccoli
- Diapers
- Apples
2 STAR:
- Porridge
Army Boy Collin!
All I know is they seem to think I look pretty cool wearing 'em. Here's a few of my favourite poses:
Whee-barrow!
In that split moment, I feel exactly like a wheel-barrow. Pretty exciting actually…hee!
Hmmm…wonder if walking on hands is easier than on legs?
Strawberry Goodness
However, I do notice that during the periods where I was not feeling too well, there could be times when Mama’s goodness would have some strawberry like taste. Not sure how the added flavoring or colour came from, but it sure tasted funny the first time I was fed it.
Whatever it is, that strange strawberry-flavored concoction of Mama’s goodness usually does the trick of making me feel better again. Perhaps it is one of those Mama-baby phenomenons that will produce the right goodness at any time of my need. Hee!
Two Docs and a Wedding!
Immediately after that, I went to see my PD who gave me a quick examination and then proceeded to give me my second jab for that pneumar thingy. After what I went thru during my tongue op, suddenly this jab felt like only an ant bite. :-p
By the time we rushed home to get ready to go for jiejie Chayenne’s wedding, it was already getting pretty late. Nevertheless, we still tried to go for the church reception – only in time for the pastry and cake refreshment (which looked really yummy to me…sigh). We did hang around for a while, met up with Ah Mah and Ah Kong, before going to this beautiful place called Saloma Bistro for the wedding dinner.
I was very attracted by the set-up of this restaurant. Even the ceiling fans moved at such a slow speed it seemed to hypnotise people. Or maybe it’s just me. They also had this gigantic cake on stage which I’d bet could feed the entire hall of people, and then some. There was also some wonderful singing performances and some video on screen with weird people dressed up funnily apart from the very nice pictures of the bride and groom.
Overall, I really enjoyed myself, or at least until after the fish dish where it was getting past my bed time already so Mama had to take me outside to the cozy lounge to sleep. It had been a really long day for me after all. The consolation of it is that we managed to stay on till the end, albeit spending much of the dinner time on the lounge, it was probably my first wedding dinner that Mama and Papa managed to eat the dessert. :-D They must be so proud of me...hee!
check out the very cool wedding gift - my very own BMW!!! Wee! wonder if it stands for Big Macho Wheels?...hmmm
More Saliva = Less Charm
Meanwhile, my charming self-image has been tarnished somewhat in recent days. You see, the pretty girls who are also with me throughout the day at Mrs D's house has distanced themselves from me!
"Eeee! so much saliva one..."
"Aiyeeee..."
These are certainly tough times...:-(
Label Monster
Whether it is undeniably the softest part of the item, or the part which is the easiest to reach, or something else, labels will always have a special place in my heart because more often than not, labels will be the first thing my fangs will sink themselves into…hee!
My Tiger Bank
Laid Low and Stitched
Upon registration, I was dressed up in an adult operatee apparel (see! I knew people my age seldom go for ops!) and wheeled in this ultra cool four sides of steel cage to the operation floor.
The nurses were quite shocked to see such a happy smiley face going into an operation. Papa and Mama told me to be strong that day, so I cannot fail them. Hee! My ENTertainment doc was surprisingly not there yet. Sometime after 8.30am, he finally came to start the procedure by giving me some kinds of gas that made me pass out. When I came to, the operation was already over! Didn’t feel any pain at all at that time (thanks Mr Gas) but it only kicked in sometime later that night.
Check out those spidey web-shooters on my left wrist....hee!
The operation was pretty fast too – no more than 30 minutes, including the waiting time. By 9.15am thereabouts, I was already reunited with Papa and Mama again, who carried me back to my ward where I rested for the next few hours for observation. My mouth area did feel some numbness though…
my ward number...2253...specially for any readers who feel lucky....hee hee...
Anyhow, I had a four-bedded ward all to myself! It was a pretty cool ward with FOUR teevees hanging from the ceiling! Now if I could convince Papa to hang a few more likewise back home…My doc came to check on me slightly after noon and said should be OK for me to go home. He did warn that drinking Mama’s goodness may be a challenge for the next few days. Also, my stitches should come off by itself or disappear together with my acidic saliva (hee!) within the next few days.
By 3.30pm, we left for home, with memories of this scary adventure of my first (and hopefully last!) ever operation. I overheard that the total cost involved is even higher than the cost incurred to deliver me from the same hospital!
Back to my playful self!
Guess it isn’t easy to raise me up huh? Thank you Papa and Mama for bringing me through this. Hopefully now with my tongue released, I can look forward to becoming more of a chatterbox in the future…
Ahhh....it's finally over! :-D
Taxing Walker Danger
Initially, I was only able to move in reverse gear…but now, after weeks of stick shift practices, I think I am ready for any Nascar walker races, if any. Hee! Dunno why people still see me as a hallway hazard...
Simple little gadget, but it sure helps in preventing me from falling again and again. Quite embarrassing to fall down at a regular rate in front of so many ladies ya know? Shhhhh…:-p