Mommy bought me another teether that comes attached with a rattle. She suspects that I am teething and she is hoping that this new 'instrument' can comfort me when I am cranky. However, I am neither interested in teethers nor rattles nowadays...
The little steps, the fun and laughter, the joy and tears of a little poet...


Noticed the little chair I was sitting on? That has a history too. Even Mommy sat on it when she was a little toddler... Now, it is cousin Chloe's special chair. She has posed as a 'hat-model' whilst sitting on it. Did you also notice the 'safety belt' Dee Yee Kong created for me?