Riddle of the Day

Why do doctors wear surgical masks?

Answer: So that we would not know their true identities when they give us those painful jabs!

Ouch! Got another jab last weekend for that newma-whatever. Hope that’s the end of it. Really hate those needles.

Anyway, also managed to get a quick update on my growth progress, as of 28 Oct 09:

Height: 86 cm, Weight: 12.5kg,

Teeth: 16 ( I think…not really good with numbers yet..)

Craugh

There are times when a cry IS a cry.

There are times when a laugh IS a laugh.

And then there are those times when the moment calls for both a cry AND a laugh.

For these times where there is no word to describe, I shall call it a “craugh”.

These are the times that I am neither crying nor laughing.

When adults do not know what to do with me…

When I feel like testing the situation to see how people react…

When I feel like I need some loving or manja-ing…

When I feel like I need another push for that Oscar nomination…

I will craugh…

Resurfacing Relics

I am beginning to suspect there could be some kind of conspiracy theory right here in my own house! You see, I’ve noticed some of the toys I’ve been playing with would mysteriously disappear after a few weeks.

And in similar mysterious fashion, these toys would later resurface a few weeks or months later…much to my delight actually, I may add..hehe. But I think all my toys actually have a mind of their own. They would conveniently disappear for some unknown mission and later return to keep me company again.

Hmmmm…hope this mystery gets answered when I get older. :-D

bobobo

Sometimes there are things that don’t seem to make much sense. Like the title of today’s blog. No matter how long we stare at it or try to analyse, nothing seems to click.

Sometimes there are things only come along once a lifetime that if you missed it, you would have missed it already.

Sometimes when we need to look at things differently, the answer immediately jumps at you.

Like when I point at the washing machine…

Like when I start pulling up my diapers…

Like when I spit out food…

Like today’s unique date…

:-p

What Grade the Rice?

Already past the 10kg in the weight category for some time now, I am constantly compared to being as heavy as a sack of rice.

This got me thinking…if I was a sack of rice, what kind of grade or type would I be? Logically, I think I would be the following:

- 95% beras hancur: being the violent me, I think I would be almost a total destroyer.
- Tempatan: locally born and bred
- Wangi: I sure smell good after my bath. Hee!

Masked Marauder

Where there is peace…he will bring noise!
Where there is cleanliness…he will cause dirtiness!
Where there is dryness… he will salivate!
Where there is order…he will cause havoc!
Where there is fragrance…he will add flavour!

Have no fear…the masked marauder is here!
But just who is he? I have absolutely no idea!

Tuesday Teaser: Why Did Baby Collin Cross The Road?

See if anyone can attempt a crack at my little brain teaser of the day? Hee!

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Answer(highlight over for answer): To get to his sleep on the other side. Geddit?

Before I drift off to sleep, I will perform my neck flips left and right, repeatedly, to find the best position to sleep. This is done in sync with my back leg lifts and the speed of which I do those neck flips is like what adults do when they want to cross the road. Geddit now? Hee!