I am stimulating the Economy

Last Sunday Shopping at Daddy's Mustafa Center


This morning sun seems to be a bit shy to come out. I think the clouds are hanging around with their depressing recession kind of attitude. Anyway the fact that sun did rise in the east made me get up and get on with my weekend activities.

We picked up breakfast from McDonald's and headed straight to the Botanical Gardens. The place was more crowded than the slums of Mumbai that everyone is talking about. Hundreds of rich old orchard roadians of Singapore and their designer pedigrees walking and jogging in the garden, I was looking for a corner in the Billion dollar garden of Singapore.


Push mommy Push


I have been listening to BBC these days. No more cartoons, dad thinks I need to pick up good English, not the one he speaks or mommy speaks. I have been hearing about recession and economic DISASTER and all. They are telling me to go shop, so we went to IKEA. We bought a new table and chairs for me, a new potty trainer and a soft toy.



My new table and chairs.

Anyway, I am doing my best to stimulate the economy. Later don't blame me if things don't pick up.
God Bless Obama's Plan.

A Moving World - in a MRT Train

Mother & I, today commuting in MRT.

It's my 5th or 6th time commute in the MRT train, a public mass rapid transport.

How fascinating the sounds and colours the ride gives me each time. It's a moving cosmopolitan city. There are 'bookstores' - people reading all types of magazines, books. There are electronics stores in the train - people listening to their MP3s, using their lappy, checking out their cell phones. There are designer shops - people wearing expensive looking designer togs and rags, carrying their fancy totes. There are people talking. So lively.

Mother and I, an earlier train ride. In one of the afternoons.

I really like it. My mother likes it there with me too as I am at my quiestest. My mother always complains to me though that she hates it when my father has a night class to teach. It's a mad rush for her.

Jay Min.

Potty Training

I did it !

I peed into the blue-coloured potty just this morning.
While eating my oat-rice breakfast, I said 'pee pee'. My father carried me out from the high chair,
plonked me onto the potty, shoved me some newsletter.
Only after some time, I got together, the pee song being sung by my bladder. My mother said it was the best tune she has heard. She wanted my bladder to sing longer.

No photos as it must be a shhhh.... affair. Once flashed and I would have gone diva-ed.

Why it took me so long to start using potty?

To tell you the truth, I was waiting for a cheap potty to pee. My mommy spend $65 for a Combi Designer potty and I was a bit worried to dirty such an expensive potty. Now that she go and buy a cheap one for $6.50 cents....