Messy, tiring day. Brought baby all the way down to grandma's place then move on to Raffles Place. Just coz we want to have a look at the deli my aunt works in. It makes no sense I know, but its me you're talking about. Me, Wenqi. The hotdog tastes good(looks like *ahem* of a dog's/horse's), the salad's fresh and the potatoes are creamy. But one can get food overload easily in there. Mustard sucks btw. Esp american mustard.

Of the things americanised, mustard must be the worst invention of all. Trust the yankees to think of these tasteless stuff. At least chinese cuisine is divine. Snub us your head. Stupid angmohs. To think they are poor in their own countries, treated as gods in Asian territory, chinese are mad. Crazy. Siao. Shen jing bing. Xia jian. Xia liu. Wu chi.

Be a chinese. Don't be a stupid chinese.

Lesson of the day: Never bring a kid out without planning the route. Plz take note of the NEVER. It's extremely inportant. With orchard filled with crazy monkeys, ah lians and kiasu tortoises, you'll never reach your destination without planning. Once again, take note of the word "NEVER". Extremely important I stress.

Going to Raffles was easy. Of coz! My mom can't push the pram, can't bring a bag big enough to hold the bottles and diapers and extra clothes and milk powder and wet hankies and dry hankies and plush toys and last of all, baby shoes! So guess who did it? Maria Tan. Yup. There's a plus for bringing a senior citizen, a baby, a troublesome woman and a too-cool-to-move bro though. I handled them all. I'll be the most trained mommy by the time I have my own kids. Trust me. Anyway, my aunt bought me a mood changing Spongebod!! There, such a girl who ask so little in return. Where on earth can you get one but in Punggol 21!

Before the outing though, strategy has to be planned. First we are to take trains. As much as possible. Coz buses are prams unfriendly and babies weigh a tonne by the time you walk 1km. So I dragged my entourage to Kovan to take NEL to Dhoby Ghaut to switch to the Red line. From there on, its easy job. BUT going home was a nightmare! No bloody body will move to spare you that one inch to push your kiddie in Mercs into the train. So never mind. We just waited for the next train. I've learnt my lesson. I made sure I stood right in the middle of the path to the doors. Before we alight, I told my mom and grandma to hold onto the existing doors. Once I say out, out we must go. Not now....wait a little while...OK OK OUT OUT! And all five of us scuttle out of the train. Going up the escalator: Wenhui, Quick Quick go in front of me! When I say one, two, three, Turn and hold onto the front of the pram! OKIES, 1, 2, 3! Turn turn turn! And sooooo our day carried on pretty much the same way.

By the time we're home, it's 10+. so my mom had to rush the bath and feeding time. Once I get home, my bro filled the baby tub, my mom went to change and I stripped baby(it sounds all wrong but come on!). Once baby's in tub, I mixed the cereal and filled her bottle while my bro lay out the clothes. Phew! Got her home by 10.30. A feat considering we take an hour to do this normally. Yea~ We are one happy, gan cheong spider family.

One question. I look old enough to have kids?? People who stopped to hold baby's hand or coo to her will automatically turn to me and ask "How old ar?" My mom's beside me. My aunt's behind me. Why ask me?? Most probably they think I've gotten pregnant and gave birth to her under my mom's name. Crazy people. No doubt baby Levonn's an attraction though. Well-liked by strangers, Loved to death by us. She's damn lucky. Coz she's a cute.

Forgot to show off on sat. Dear bought me the bag I wanted! The white canvas Nightmare-before-Christmas bag! I already saved 10+ for it. I thought I just have to wait for a few more weeks for it. But Jillian told him. So he got it for me. Imagine my surprise when he got out from under the car seat! Tears, sobsob. So now I can return Ting the money. Owe you a bit first though. Will save more and pay my full debt. In the bag, there's another chain of five skulls. I attached it to the original chain. And I had to lose it today. Speechless. My mom wanted to buy me another. Coz she felt responsible.(If she didnt spill the water, I wont need to zip and unzip and zip and unzip my bag again and again, thus losing the skulls.) But nvm.....

Oh btw I'm not done with my show-off-ing. He let me do whatever I want that day. One auntie commented when he simply hugged me on the escalator. Shameless was what she said. Just a hug. After not seeing him for 2weeks, just a hug is shameless. Typical singaporean. Blow things up. That him taught me all the wrong things too. Took me drinking in the middle of noon. Spent the whole day. When all you get is a day, you'll scrimp on minutes and become stingy with seconds. Still, I don't get enough of him.

I still can't find the gold hoop earrings and shiny gold cosmetics bag.

One discovery. I am a true blue girl. Those soft fluffy butter-made kind. In a nutshell, the useless kind.