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

This is another one of those things which I wouldn’t be able to explain. I seem to be most easily attracted to sophisticated gadgets like remote controls, DVD players and handphones. But I think I still need more practice on using it though. So far, I have only managed to turn off the teevee when my teeth sinks onto some red coloured button of the remote control. Haven’t managed to completely play with handphones nor DVD player yet.

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

Family Foto Friday!

Jingle Ball?

Mama brought home this unique looking toy for me one day. A plastic ball that jingles because it has some sort of bells inside, huge enough for my hands to grip, additional game of crawling after the rolling ball, etc. – what more can a baby ask for, eh?

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

Somehow, adults like to watch babies when we are sleeping. Not sure if I want to call it freakish or psychotic or lovely, but when I think about it, I guess it’s just the way we sleep eh? There’s just something about the way we sleep that cannot be explained. :-)

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

Where there is faith, there is a peace like a child sleeping, hope everlasting in Him who is able to bear every burden, to heal every hurt in my heart…
It is a wonderful, powerful place
Where there is faith..”

Ahhhh….lovely lyrics...:-)