Happy Playday day (:

I've got so much to say bout my very happy birthday which was happiestsappiest at the beginning and the end. but it's gonna be a little long and i need to clear my room then go down to swim. (Made a bet with mika that id swim 20 or else) SO ANOTHER DAY.

okay quick quick.

today at playschool i met little samuel and his mum in the toilet and she told me that the night before while he was lying on the bed with her, he said, "tmr school. teacher monica.. teacher monica.. teacher monica..teacher monica.." all the way until SHE fell aslp. hahah! sounds so weird right! but so terribly adorable!!

Samuel refuses to talk to ANYONE. that day i stood in for a teacher in his class and after class ended Sam and Fifi were like

"did samuel talk to you?"

"nope."

"oh bummer. You'd have made a breakthrough if he did. We've even resorted to holding back his snack to make him speak."

well not that he cant talk. i heard him blabbering to his mummy in hokkien like some beng in the toilet that day. and the moment he saw me, ziiip. silence.

so after his mummy told me (and he kept smiling at me), i thought 'okay. this is my chance.'

So i sat him on my lap, oo-ed and ah-ed over his PlayDay stamp, pointed to his hand and went,

"woooow... you've got a stamp on your foot. you've got a stamp on your foot samuel! look at that. it's on your FOOT."

and he went "H..."

then stopped!

I CAME SO CLOSE.

anw! Here's PlayDays:

and this is so random, but my mummy's beautiful!