the past month has been filled with celebrations i.e. my mom’s birthday on 15th june, my sis’ birthday on 18th june and father’s day on 20th june. yeah, that probably explains my empty pockets too. we brought my mom (and dad for an early father’s day celebration) to chilli’s for dinner and lyan fung loved the food. hmm… my son has high class taste! for my sis’ birthday, my dad treated us to rak thai at the gardens. the food this time around was not that good but my grandma had a great time with lyan fung. my grandma has to sit on the wheelchair now whenever we have to walk for long and with lyan fung in his stroller, they can both “communicate” and feel more at ease.

and for the actual father’s day, we went back to ampang to have steamboat with the whole family. there was so much food that i went for my 4th helping whilst gary who has finished earlier takes care of lyan fung.

*photos to be posted later*

i’ve been sneezing for the past 2 days because i kept inhaling this smell that could only be because of moth balls. and i realised that recently, they’ve placed some moth balls in the cubicles in the washroom. but, i still kept smelling it at my workplace. and i just thought it was odd. i couldn’t stand it anymore because it was causing my nose to itch and me to sneeze that i started complaining to my colleagues. just when i was done complaining, i saw the moth ball right under the desk of my neighbouring colleague. so, i confronted her and asked her why in the world did she put it there. she replied, “i used to hang ambi pur at my cubicle and i thought i’ll replace it with the moth ball”. *knocks my head on the desk until it bleeds!* i told her to get rid of it because it’s causing my nose to itch. and she said, “i’ll put it back in the toilet”. *throws myself down the building from the 6th floor*

how do i work with a colleague like that?!!!

i hadn’t a clue that the error occurred until joanne informed me via gmail chat that readers have to be logged in to post comments. yikes! i’ve finally fixed the error and now, you can start posting comments once again. thanks, joanne!

it was around 8+ pm at my parents’ house when suddenly lyan fung was walking independently, wobbled and hit the marble coffee table. that was followed by a loud wail. how come? because the daddy was busy watching news on tv and forgot to reach out quick enough for his little prince. so, the result was a chip on the lips causing blood to ooze out from it. poor thing…. i got my maid to wrap the handkerchief around an ice cube and applied it to his lips. and i was cradling him so tight just to give him comfort. i wished i could nurse him then because i knew that would give him the comfort he needed but because the wound was on the lips, i wasn’t able to do that. but luckily, he stopped crying after awhile and behaved as usual. that was really a scare….

lyan fung has finally found the courage to walk independently. and for don’t know what reason, he loves holding a santa kangaroo at the tip when he walks… or he will twist his wrist when walking. it’s really adorable. and when he’s too lazy to walk when you ask him to, he will say, “pom” meaning fall down which means he’s trying to tell me, i might fall, so i don’t want to walk. *faint*