Another comment of him

Gong Gong: Grandpa
Po Po: Grandma

Bb ~~nasty~~ commented on things around him again.
Saw grandpa in the car and pointed to his shirt, which has some paint marks.

Bb: Gong Gong shirt dirty, bb shirt clean clean.

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Showing his love for the maid (kakak)

Bb: Po Po, carry…

Po Po: Why? Po Po tired, kakak carry...

Bb: No! Kakak tired, Po Po not tired.

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In the car before going to the park bb told Po Po

Bb: Wait, don’t go! Wait for kakak.

Sun has set and park is getting darker, grandma wants him to leave. He refused and said.

Bb: Kakak, lights there (pointed to the streetlights), ong light.

Po Po: cannot find the switch here, let us go home and on light.

Kekeke…cheeky boy kena conned.

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Bb starts to call people by their name, not uncle, not auntie, not grandpa…

In the pharmacy

Bb: Hi Mr. Chin (The pharmacist), XX Tan (grandpa’s real name) is coming.

Leaving Pharmacy

Bb: Bye bye Mr. Chin.

What is the stingiest animal on earth?

The other day, hubby came home and asked me the following: Hubs: Do you know what animal on earth is the stingiest (Stingy- kiam siap in Hokkien) creature? Me: Err…dun know la…what? Hubs: Dun know meh, think la… Me: Err…still dun know Hubs: It’s horse lor Me: Why eh? Hubs: Because when they run, it sounds like (Kedekut, kedekut, kedekut- Malay) Me: Hahaha! Lidat also can.

Dinner. Stranger.

LAST NIGHT was MIL’s birthday. We went for a simple dinner at Mt. Kiara, a Taiwanese restaurant. Bb was excited to be out as usual, trying to show off how to operate his Bob the Builder’s bottle to uncle Jo, Bil. He has been sipping water from that bottle ever since daddy purchased it, which is good, no more bottles in public. He also created rapport with waiter and waitresses there. There was a fat uncle got so fond of him and present-ed him a chopstick holder. (Like that also can. Hah!) Bb showed it to me, it was in the shape of a Japanese koi fish. I told him to return it to uncle, Sri told me he returned but uncle insisted he kept it. UR! Okay! “Well, then you can keep it” I told him. Later, he came to me telling he was scared. I asked him why, he told me the BIG BIG uncle scary. Actually according to Sri, that uncle wanted to carry him, he got scared. Mil told me this - Once a stranger offer to carry bb, he wanted to go with stranger, mil threatened him that if he goes, he will ne

Update

Gosh! He is still crying after 2 weeks. I spoke to my sister a couple of days ago telling her my concern over bb’s behaviour. When ask by daddy or mil whether he cries in school; bb’s answer is always “NO! I never cry”, uttered with confidence. In fact, he cries furiously when I drop him to school daily. His excuses before leaving with the teacher are either, “I want to go back or I want mommy or I want my kakak…”. Sis told me to boil an egg and keep it in his school bag; he will be okay in 2 weeks. Err…I have no idea why, it was a myth she heard from elder woman to soothes kids from crying to school. Has anyone heard of this tale before? Does it work was my immediate question to her. Well obviously, she said it worked for her 3rd child. I am very doubtful la but still I asked Sri to boiled one this morning for bb to bring to school. I am keeping my fingers cross. *counting- 1,2 3, 4, 5….eggs need to be boiled b4 he stops crying, wah, who is gonna eat those eggs???* Of late, I have bee

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