I'm getting old - by Caleb

Everyday, here's my usual morning routine: -

• Wake Mommy and Papa up at 630am.... check
  
• Breakfast with Aunty NaNa..... check
  
• Watch Astro with Che Che Wowee..... check
  
• Shower time..... check
  
• Nap time..... check
  
• Lunchtime..... check
  

But last week, I think it was a Saturday (I can't tell ok, everyday's the same to me), I noticed Papa and Mommy rushing me to shower quickly after my Astro time with Che Che. I wondered why. Anyway, Aunty NaNa soon changed me into my red overalls and it seemed evident we were going kai-kai! YAHOO! I LOVE kai-kai's now.

So on our way we went, Papa driving, with Che Che, Mommy and Me at the back. I thought we were going to the Mall. We always go there it seems.

Then Papa parks, and he carries me out of the car. Mommy and Che Che following behind. We enter this shop. I was thinking, "Hey, this place is REALLY familiar". Then we sit down, just me and my Papa. Then this man covers Papa and Me with this cloth around our necks.... then suddenly, a man grabs a hold of my head... and I hear a buzzing sound....

HEY! I'm having a haircut again!!! I got tricked again! HMPH! Now I'm bigger, NO WAY am I gonna sit still like last time. But I gotta say, this man with the buzzing thing keeps bugging me! Everytime it comes near my head, I keep turning to see what he's trying to do... Papa! Cmon! Do something! The man's bugging me! Papa just laughs and holds me even more tighter. By now, I was getting VERY irritated. I started shouting and screaming angrily at the man, at Papa, and at Mommy who's trying to distract me with her phone. (C'mon Mommy, I'm almost 1 yr old, that trick doesn't do it for me now). It must have worked because the man stopped after a while. HMPH! I sure showed them! I'm the boss around here. When we got off the chair, I saw myself in the mirror, my hair still looked long, but it doesn't touch my ear and neck anymore.... what a strange feeling.... I like it though. Mommy says I look like a big boy now. Well, I AM getting older.

We leave the shop, and hopped back into the car.... we're going kai-kai again! Yahoo!

Look at those shops around us!... Look at those cars passing by.... hey, what's this on the door...

Nevermind... at least I'm not in that shop anymore. I don't think I want to go back there anytime soon. Don't bring me back there again ok Papa? Otherwise I'll get really CROSS again!

*YAWN*.... after such a exciting time.... I'm ..... actually.... *yawn*..... getting.... tired though....

But I still want to go kai-kai, Papa and Mommy..... *yawn*..... but let me just.... close... my.... eyes ..... just for a few... *yawn*.... seconds only ok? I'll be ok.... after.... that.... zzzzzzzzzz.......

Next thing I remember, when I woke up, I'm at home on Papa and Mommy's bed.... Hmmm.... was I dreaming I went to the shop to cut my hair? Yea, must be!

Anyway, I'm almost 1 yr old! I can't wait! Then I can start going kai-kai by myself! For my party, I'm gonna invite my gang for my birthday. Javier, Ayden, Kieran, Shania, Zoe, Megan, Ethan, Gerrard, Sam and Jesse...... yup! All the 10 friends I have in the whole wide world! I can't wait to see them!

Yaay! More posing! - by Chloe

Yesterday, my Papa came home with a little plastic bag. As usual, I thought it was for me. (He usually brings me back something every few days you see). This time, there wasn't anything for me. Anyway, I asked him what it was, he just mumbled something which I didn't understand, so... I just went back to playing with my toys and bugging Careb.

Today, I finally saw what it was Papa was busy with. Looks like Papa's got a new toy! It was a camera! Yippee!! More posing for me to do! I LOVE posing for the camera. I don't know why everyone laughs at me when I pose though, something about a fake smile I flash. Adults! What DO they want!? I listen to what they tell me to do, and when I do it, they laugh....

Anyway, I was MORE than happy to pose for Papa just now. Here's what he took with his new toy.
Here, he kept telling me to sit at the end of the table. I was wondering though, my TOY's in front of his camera, how's he gonna get a good shot of me!? Nevermind, I'll just smile....

Here's another one, AGAIN with my TOY in the way... er... Papa.... what are you doing? And why is my TOY always clearer looking than me!? I tried to grab it but Papa wouldn't let me. HMPH! I got bored after a while wondering why Papa keeps snapping photos with my TOY in the way. EH! I'll just let him play with his toy while I go play with mine. I'm tired of smiling anyway.

Then Papa decides its time for another shot of me and my favowhet whittle bwother Careb! Yaay! But geez, Careb's so heavy now! Kept wiggling away from me, but I think Papa got a good shot. He was so happy. Kept showing Mommy the photos. Afterall, it IS the same camera Javier and Ayden's Papas both use too. And Mommy seems to like it too. Oh well, my looney Papa... gotta entertain him sometimes... but as long as I get to pose in front of any camera, its ok.

An Airy Confession - by Chloe

It was an ordinary evening. Time to shower. My mummy and I were in the bathroom when suddenly ...... I had to confess...
(the following dialogue is the absolute TRUTH)

Chloe: Mummy... I pu-put.
Mummy: Ok.
Chloe: (sheepishly) My pu-put is very smelly. You must take your hand and cover your mouth.
Mummy: And then?
Chloe: Don't breath!

Yes.. there you have it. Innocent cute lil'berry me also expel shockingly smelly pu-put. But at least I give ample warning and suggest appropriate course of action to those around me. It's only courtesy. You may want to try it some time. When I do it, people generally smile. So I think it's ok to confess.


(ps. For those who haven't figured it out yet, 'pu-put' decoded
means 'fart')

Me and my wittle bwother "Careb" - By Chloe

Here's MY side of the story.

On 1st June 2006, almost one year ago, for some strange reason, my mommy and papa wasn't around most of the day. I was really wondering why. To make things worst, that night, I was told I had to go home sleep with Popo & KungKung. WHY??! Obviously I wasn't happy. Hmph! But for some reason, Popo was SO excited all day long and kept talking about someone called "Careb"? Who's that?! What a funny name?! It made me curious who it was! I didn't have to wait long though, cos that same night, I was brought to the hospital (looks strangely familiar to me) and I finally met this .... this ..... thing called.. "Careb".

EEEEWWW, who IS this funny looking thing... He must be important though. Mommy & Papa holding him like he's a pot of gold. I'm starting to feel a bit jealous...

The next day, they actually brought him home!!? I SURE didn't like it when I found out he's sleeping in my cot though (even though I haven't slept in it for ages. Nothing beats sleeping in between Mommy & Papa ok?)

Oh well. I guess I'll HAVE to live with him around. Every morning when I wake up, he's there! SIGH, I just can't fight this losing battle. But you know, after a while, Careb's not that bad really. Sure Mommy pays alot more attention to him, but at least Papa plays with me alot too. But, I REALLY get a kick out of watching him bathe though! (What's that thing down there? Hmmm..)

I was especially pleased when Mommy let me carry him one morning. He's quite light. He cries alot though, but only when he's hungry. I'm starting to like him being around (still not happy about him being in my cot though)
Over the next few months, something so weird is happening! Careb's started changing before my eyes! He's not as small as he used to be. Here's me (finally) deciding its ok for him to sleep in my cot. I decided to climb in with him to play. Mommy & Papa says its ok now. (All I could do before was watch him from the side... *GEEZ* Don't you guys trust me?)

And another shot of us later on... (Careb looks scared of me for some reason... SURE I've hit him a few times, but hey those were accidents ok?! Besides, it seems everytime I hit him, Mommy & Papa will hit me too. I don't like that cycle..)

Again, a few months later... suddenly, Careb's getting stronger... I saw him turn on his belly with my own eyes! SO COOL! I'm not sure about his haircut though. Papa seems pretty pleased. My looney Papa. Here's proof for you so you know I'm not bluffing about how strong Careb's become.

And now, here we are.... I really love my bwother Careb. If anyone even JOKES they wanna take him home for even a while, I get really CROSS and CRY too. A DEFINITE BLACKLIST in my books. NO ONE can take my Careb! He's MY BWOTHER.

And I LOVE him to bits! Now we ALL sleep together with Mommy & Papa. Its really great! Careb and me get to sleep in the king size bed with Mommy every night! Papa always sleeps by himself on the mattress. Don't worry Papa, I still love you, but I want to sleep with Mommy ok?

PS: Careb's birthday is coming soon. I can't wait to see what presents I'll get... I MEAN, HE'LL get... Pls don't tell Mommy & Papa I said that.

My first haircut - by Caleb

I know this is a bit late but I want to tell everyone about my first haircut experience.

I had just turned 6mths old. As you can see, from my puffy eyes, I had just awoken from an afternoon nap in the car. I thought Papa was going on his usual drive around Brunei, which he likes to do to make me and my Che Che sleep sometimes.

Mummy and Papa brought me into this very white and clean shop. Obviously I've never been there before. Just a bunch of chairs facing a huge mirror. How can they sell anything here?! Then, Papa sits me on his lap. I remember I could see myself in the mirror so clearly. Next thing you know, I feel this vibrating thing on my head! At first I was quite curious, but after a while, I actually liked this sensation and just let it carry on. Funnily enough though, my hair seemed to be dropping the more the man moved it around my head.
Ahh... nevermind, I thought, I was still recovering from my nap anyway.
I don't know WHY Papa kept laughing SO MUCH though. I thought I saw tears from his eyes from all the laughing. Papa's a bit looney sometimes....

Waitaminute! My hair!! I had a full crop of hair when I was born! What happened to it?!
Hey... it actually feels good! This is the same style Papa has! It MUST be cool then!

As you can see, I'm not very impressed here, especially since the nice man stopped the vibrating thing on my head. Is there a draft around somewhere?

Little did I know, I went back there again for another trim a month later. Papa loves this style. But since then, I haven't been there yet. I overheard Mummy telling Papa she doesn't want me to go there with him anymore. I don't know why.

Oh well, whatever... I have plans of my own once I'm older. I wanna spike my hair up like Uncle Delwin used to. Just you wait Mummy and Papa, I'll show you what I want to do with my own hair next time!