HELLLLLPPPPP!

If you have a keen eye, then you must have noticed that my blog has gone haywire since we’ve moved our blogger accounts to google.

I have lost my profile on the side bar, and now they’re listing my momma as a ‘contributor’. And now all my entries appears to be ‘posted by raggedyanne’. How can that happen??? How do I get rid of this silly problem??

The mix-up happened when momma signed up for picasa web album with her yahoo email. Then she decided to move the blogger account to google sign-up, suddenly she has administration authority for two blogs, hers and mine. The settings have changed henceforth.

She cannot remove herself from being this blog’s administrator. It didn’t work.

Blogger, help us please!

SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE?

Hmm… I wonder what I’ll be when I grow up?

I like books, maybe I’ll be a librarian.

I like gadgets, maybe I’ll be specky techie.

I like to dance, but will I be a dancer?

Probably not, but would you like a demo anyway?

Then, see me in action here!

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LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE

Sorry I haven’t been able to post an update for a while, you guys. I caught the flu bug and have been coughing after I had a 10 minute Vit D dose under the sun last Sunday.

Come to think of it, everyone in the household came down with something. Momma’s been coughing & sneezing too, Abah had runny nose and Mak Tok hasn’t been feeling very well

Anyway, some peek-tures time!


with Kak Yana Banana


reaching out for Momma’s help on the slides


It was so hot out there I could taste my own sweat


I had a total body workout on this mean machine!

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PLAY STUFF

My folks, they don’t buy me too many toys. So whatever stuff that I have, I put them into good use.

The pretty much useless playpen and the baby gym that I’ve outgrown now serve a different but a combined purpose. This is where I play house with Minnie & Pinky. Sometimes I just let Pinky in coz Minnie’s just too huge.

This is my modest toy pile. Momma has taught me to keep my toys in the basket, so I try to keep everything neat after I play.

I used to love hanging around the stairs area, but eversince Momma put this board so stop me from climbing up a few days ago, the fun has been greatly reduced :(

BTW, can someone be anymore cheapo? Momma’s defense is that it’s cheap (well duh!) and if we have visitors, we can just chuck the board in the storeroom. No white plastic gates or eyesores. Clever huh? Posted by Picasa

YOYO WASSUP?!

Momma & I went to visit Tok Wan who was admitted for pneumonia yesterday.

I was the hospital clown for that day. Good to know I cheered up a lot of sick people with my antics. Of course, I apologize to one aunty there whose bed I almost cranked up to upright position. Teeheehee!

Tok Wan’s getting better! That’s my Wan Long from the left, Wan Ani, Tok Wan & Tok Mama

For being a good girl that day, Momma rewarded me with…. A TROLLEY RIDE!!

More pics here in my DOPs (that’s Digital Online Pics, duh!)

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MY 6 QUIRKS MEME

Dang! I’ve been tagged by mama22beas(soontobe4)beas!Why do I get this feeling like I’ve done this before? Oh never mind. That was ages ago. I’ve outgrown some of them anyway (except for my sparse hair which is still fine tufts) So now I gotta think of 6 NEW weird things about myself. Hmmm, can I just write about my momma’s idiosyncrasies instead? Coz she sure is an oddball! Or how about my Abah? I know he does some freaky things. Hehehe, OK OK. Let’s get down to business. Here goes nothing!

1. Probably the strangest thing about me is that I grew my incisors before my front teeth, which are growing irritatingly slow at the moment. Some people say that I look like pre-schooler who’s lost her 2 front milk teeth. Well, at least they don’t tell me I look like an old hag with bad teeth! And I like the sound of my teeth squeaking. It’s actually a habit of grinding my two bottom teeth with the emerging 2 front ones, but it came out squeaking instead. And it’s driving my momma loco!

2. My Abah told me that I have a big head, which is heavier than my bum. That’s because I like to walk around and for no reason, my head will lean backwards like it’s falling off my neck, and it looks pretty scary when I fall just in time on my bottom.

3. Perhaps No. 2 is due to my perfect free-falling techniques. I love to do free-falls on the bed so much, it just affects my total bearing. I just drop without a warning and love the bounce.

4. I’m a hardcore channel-flip addict. The remote control isn’t safe when I’m around. If they don’t have their eyes on me, I’d snatch the remote, run fastfast and farfar and switch to Vaanavil. I’m serious! On many occasions, I accidentally switches the teevee off, those swarm of black and white ants will appear, and I’d run fast2 into momma’s arms! I’m one lilly-livered jumpy babe, I tell ya!

5. According to momma, I have stinky feet. Is that weird? Probably not if you gotta wear the same shoes everyday *hint for momma – new shoo shoos please*

6. I can’t meow. If anyone says cat to me, I’ll say ‘awww’ and wears only one expression. This one:

OK, *singsong* 1,2,3,4,5.. once I caught a fish alive… six, ops! Stop there. I hope I did the math right. Hehehe… I don’t have to do any tetuk-tetampi right?

So to keep this tagging game going (since you adults like playing it so much) I’m gonna tag some people. None of my bambino friends coz most of them have done this before, no heart feelings, yah?

Let me hear it from you guys. My beloved Nek Cue, the cool Kak Cady McBronzie, the hothot lady Kak Neng, the whimsical Kak Dyanna, and lastly I’d love to hear from my Swiss friend Lana Alesha.

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NUNU LOVES TATA

Not this Tata, this Tata!


Bring in the rain, bring in the shineeee *gedikgedikgedik butt*


Come rain come shineeee, stop wasting time….

Momma we need bigger teevee lar. As big as our fridge can or not?

Oh of course I do love you too Tatacutecute! Posted by Picasa

THE WAITING GAME


Every day, I’ll wait for momma to come pick up me at this very spot. That is, if I’m not asleep. If I’m not awake, then I’ll be waiting for her in my comfy hammock.


Hmmm… she’s awfully late these days *nudges stones*. What work is she doing anyway? It’s not like she has to work in some factory or something. OR has to climb up 5 flights of stairs 4 times a day.


Hmm, is she coming or what? I’m gonna miss American Idol.


Oh quack! I’ll just take a cab home! TAXI!!! *hails cab*
Kampung Pokok Sena, no! Rumah besar warna coklat tepi jalan. Alamat adik tak ingat. Posted by Picasa

A WALK IN THE PARK

So how was the picnic meet-up, fellow bambinos? Did you all have fun? I’m sure you guys did, and I wish I was there too so I can hug & kiss you guys all in person.

And I’d really love to visit the garden with those nice green grass. I bet it feels nice if we can walk around barefooted there.

Oh well, last Sunday was rather uneventful. I finally got my 1st year jab. Oh it was nothing, like a mozzie bite. Although Momma thinks I’m still a teeny-weeny tot, I did quite well on the weighing scale. At 8.5 kg, I just tripled my birth weight. Wohoo!

After that, we went for a walk at the garden too. The weather was nice and overcast. The flowers were blooming, and birds were chirping. I played with leaves, and sands and ran after a cat. Momma and I had a ball kicking session and I ate my lunch near a beautiful lake.

Nyeh! Just kidding! All I did was walk around in front of my house. You serious or not? My parents? Bringing me out for a walk in the park? Pfft. Posted by Picasa

TOTINT (TODDLER INTELLIGENCE)

Psstt, Agent Nunu to Handler. This is a covert operation as I’m working on a cold case.

I have infiltrated the subject’s dangerous sealed off zone where I suspect of clandestine activities. I have successfully gained access to the intensely sub-zero temperature vault where the coveted frozen tutty-fruity dessert is kept concealed.


Dumdeedumdeedum…hmm, so this is how it feels like to be in a walk-in fridge. So cool, eh *rummage rummage* Oooooooh jelly!


Brrrrrr, it’s cold in here. Now, what would Sydney Bristow do next?


Alamakkkk…. busted! My cover’s blown! Abort mission! Abort mission!


Whattt? You’re going to report to KGB (Kampung Guru Besar a.k.a Big Daddy)?? No, no, please don’t!

Gimme that *punch!kick!wachaa!* ! Must… destroy… evidence!

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