Flushed Away

It may be because I was born in the year of the Rat in the Chinese Lunar calendar. Or it could just be that cartoons with rats are just so irresitable!

Mickey Mouse, Tom & Jerry, etc. may be interesting but I sometimes feel their running time is too short.

One of those lengthy cartoon movies that never fails to keep me glued to the screen for long periods is Flushed Away. Although the funny accent may need some getting used to, but overall it just continues to make me sit still and laugh, frame after frame. Not an easy feat to do to an active baby like myself! To top it off, it is related to football too! Wee!

I wonder what other movie cartoons with rats that would amuse me next. Hmmm.

Mama Wean, I Lose

I knew the day had to come. I could read the hints for the past couple of weeks already.

About a month ago, or sometime after my first birthday, I noticed some of my feeds tasted sweeter and somehow didn’t even smell like Mama’s goodness. And more, I noticed some of my box toys started to have labels of formula milk for babies. Gasp!

That was when I realized Mama had already started to wean…which meant it won’t be long before I won’t be able to enjoy Mama’s goodness anymore. Sigh….

Hope these other Mama goodness wannabes will have the right formula to help me grow up big and strong. :-D

CTO

There’s this new branch of that Burger King joint that opened not too long ago in that Alamanda shopping centre Papa and Mama likes to take me over the weekends. Haven’t had the chance to review the taste of their burgers yet, but what I like about this fast food outlet is they pamper their customers with paper crowns!

Boy, they sure know how to make me feel like a king! Maybe that’s why Papa and Mama says it gives me that CTO look. Not sure what that means but I hear them whisper something like Cheah Tuah Ong…hmmmmmm

Gratefully Bibbed

The way I use bibs, I think the bib industry owes me a medal.

There is something quite explainable about the generous amounts of saliva that still keeps pouring out from my mouth these days. Not sure if it is caused by teething times, or I’m just full of saliva (hmmm…that sure didn’t sounds right..) but the fact remains that I have been described colourfully as a leaking pipe; a waterfall; rain; a flowing river; etc.

Thank God for the bib industry that has constantly kept my shirt and body dry. I sure hope the bib inventor received a Nobel prize or some recognition of this great invention.

Smile of the Day!

Green green grass of home

Since I started to walk, I have been covering plenty of kilometers going round and round and round the sofa, to and fro the kitchen, and almost everywhere else that my feet can step on.

Until I discovered grass. You know, those big spaces of green-coloured leaves that sprouts out from the ground outside my house. When Mama introduced me to this grass by letting me stand on it, I was visibly stunned for a few minutes. Unlike other surfaces, somehow I couldn’t bring myself to walk freely on this grass.

Sigh….must muster more courage to overcome this fear. If not, how will I grow up to be a professional football player like Papa always wanted? :-p

Hair or Head?

A puzzler that has been bugging me for some time now.

“Which grows faster – my hair or my head?”

If my head grows faster, will it me make look like like I’m balding or losing hair? Or if my hair grows faster, shouldn’t I be due for a haircut soon? And if both my hair and head grow at the same speed, will that mean I will not need any haircut for the rest of my life?!!

Or am I wasting too much time thinking of these hairy things? Hmmmm….