The BOYS

Now that I am in a writing streak, I shall press on.

I had a wonderful day at my new place yesterday. Took the day off and stayed at home. Had a beautiful home cooked lunch with my "shrink" who shrank me further, hehehe ...... while Noah hung so endearingly close to me the whole day. He wouldn't let me out of his sight. The moment he discovered I am missing from his view, he started wailing for "ma". So sweet and cute right? At only 9 months, he really means what he says of "ma", "pa pa", "mum mum" and "pear". I know I am not supposed to compare but the difference between Chloe and Noah in terms of development is vast.

This write-up is about the boys. Then comes Nigel who came back home really happy last evening, compared to the previous when he was punished for graffiti creation. He was the key supporter of my white fungus dessert, slurping up at least 2 cups of it and wanting more of it than the cake that MY ONE bought. Such supportive audience I have in him. To top it all, though he was chided by yours truly for fussing during his bath, he ran spontaneously to give me a big bear hung before bed, again so endearing my boy.