Stationery Crying

I have discovered that crying for something in a stationery position can be more effective. Especially more so when the wailing is done continually and complete with weepy expressions set.

Sad to say, this technique does not seem to work any more since my first few attempts. These days, Papa and Mama seem to enjoy watching me do it, sometimes laughing or video recording me too. Sigh.

Mirror Me!

Do I know what I look like? You betcha!

Whenever I see myself in the mirror, I will always grin happily and point my finger at the mirror, seemingly saying “Look, that’s me!! Wee!”

Little Bully

This is just a little black mark in this stellar phase of my life. Mrs D has caught me a few times bullying Angie, who is about 2 years older than me. Some of my bullying tactics include taking away her pillow when she is asleep; or pulling away her milk bottle when she is feeding…

In addition, I’ve also been caught in the act of beating other people (affectionately I may add..) or even spitting when things don’t go my way.

Hmmmph. Need to find more discreet ways to bully and not be found out. Hehe. Shhhhhhh.

Fearful Feeder

Being somewhat rebellious by nature, I can be quite difficult to handle sometimes…okok, most of the times!

But more so when I am being fed something new. Like Mama said – the first bite is always the toughest. I will put on my best drama possible after that first bite is put, or rather forced into my mouth. After some dramatic expression and faked tears, I will run away and continue like nothing happened. If the food is good, I will come back for seconds.

Now, that’s what I would call the theatrics of feeding. Hehe.

Rolling, rolling, rolling…

I am beginning to believe that I was born to roll! Well, maybe I didn’t roll out from Mama’s tummy during my birth but I just can’t seem to get enough of this awesome action.

When I wake up from my slumber or get ready for bed, I always seem to have this tendency to roll around on Papa and Mama’s bed. More like lazing around in poetic motion, I call it..

Besides that, Ah Ma has also trained me well in rolling my tongue in various positions. No kidding.. So now I look forward to show it off to Ah Ma and also give her a progress report whenever we meet up. :-P

Dizzy Dancer

I have discovered that body movements cannot be controlled, especially when there is cool music in the background that is accompanied with irresistible beats.

Unfortunately, I still do not have enough dance moves to catch attention yet. Think I get more giggles and laughs whenever I dance. Hmmmmph. Anyway, among my favourite dance moves (there are not many anyway) include:

1. Stomp the Yard! – Legs spread, with a little sway from left to right, in a stomping manner.

2. Spin City! – Turn round and round till I lose coordination and balance. Wonder if drunks feel this way. Hmmmm.

3. Clapper – NO dance wouold be complete without the clapping hand portion. :-D

4. Flying Bird – Flapping of both arms in an action like I was trying to fly

5. Finger Snap – work in progress. Got my finger actions right already but just can’t seem to produce the snapping sounds yet. Sigh!

Rodeo Rider

I don’t know where or how I have developed my love for horse riding, but I just can’t stop myself looking for things or people to ride on like a horse!

Sofa cushions, pillows, bolsters, beds, tummies, legs, thighs, etc. are some of my favourite horses.

Now, who or what will be my next ride? Yee ha!

Geleng Gelang

One of my favourite hand gestures in the twisting motion of both my wrists. Adults seem to connect it with the expression of “Finished!” or “No more!”

Me? Need to explore more about it first before knowing the right time to use it. Can you tell me?

Being Happy and Knowing It!

This is a customized version of the popular sing-along song that I would ‘sing’ along with Ah Ma:

Ah Ma: When you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands
Me:
Ah Ma: When you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands
Me:
Ah Ma: When you’re happy and you know it, then you really ought to show it, when you’re happy and you know it clap your hands
Me:

Above repeated but actions replaced…
Ah Ma: ….touch your head!
Me:

Ah Ma: …pull your ear!
Me:

Ah Ma: …stamp your feet!
Me:

Ah Ma: …roll your tongue!
Me:

Ah Ma: …do all five!
Me: :-p

Bulldog in the Building

Not sure if this is an indirect result of hanging around dogs too much. Without realizing it, I will sometimes switch on my bulldog mode.

Pouting my lips and running around aimlessly can be quite a scary or hilarious sight…depending if there’s anything fragile lying around! Hee!

My Sensitive Side

Spending the bulk of my weekdays with two other older girls does have its pros and cons. Whilst they don’t seem to enjoy racing car toys, they have surely introduced me to a world that only girls would enjoy.

Some of the activities that I have picked up from these girls include masak-masak where we play imaginary cooking and try on fashion accessories like bangles and headbands.

Ahhhh…some call it feminine. I call it expanding my horizons. :-P

Man of Arms

Nope. I am quite sure I haven’t been watching too many violent movies or cartoons on teevee. And nope, I don’t hang around violent people too.

But please don’t ask me to explain my reflex action of turning a rolled up poster into a gun-like toy, OK?....

The Kiss That Never Flew

A lot of adults are trying to teach me that ‘flying kiss’ action where I kiss the palm of my hand, open it up and blow it towards my intended target.

Not sure if I’m a slow learner or just selfish at heart, because almost all the time, my palm will just get stuck when it touches my mouth. Almost looks like I’m slapping myself. :-p

Sorry….no flying kisses for now. :-D Need more practice…

Collin’s Dictionary: Electrocute

ElectroCUTE – The deliberate act of harnessing the electrical properties of one’s pupils and executing the intended action of simultaneous rapid eyelid movement that would result in generating a cute outlook. People exposed to this action is commonly known as being electroCUTEd. Caution: preferably not to be initiated in front of mirror. See also Flirt; Blink

The People’s Eyebrow

"Collin has come back….to KL! If you smell….what Collin…..is pooping! Hee!"

Rebel with Duh Fingah…

(warning: provocative 18-SG picture below)

The picture below definitely won’t be accepted by any family-oriented mother and baby/parenting/kiddy magazines, so it had to be posted here.

All adults around me thought the picture was hilarious, especially with my hand gesture. Me, I have no clue what it means.

Anyway, here’s me showing my rebel attitude expression with duh fingah…