Toddling @ ...Where do I begin?

25th July 2008 is most certainly my busiest day for all my 1 year 12 days since birth. If daddy has chores to do, why drag me in with it.

The day took off with me crying. The MMR jab, a must just after I turn 1. How thoughtful of such lovely present. If I could only reach daddy's head, I'd knock on it.

Damansara Specialist Hospital, that's where I was born and going back there brings back memories ...ahhh, not that I recall any of it. Daddy often tells me stories of getting mom admitted and carrying me for the first time.

Here I am with a sore thigh (thanks to my pediatrician), lying bored and painful in my stroller while I tried to take a shot at the hospital lobby. The place looks like a hotel.

After that we all went home for lunch and I had a nap right before I took mine. As I woke up grandma was already on standby with my lunch in one hand and warm water in the other. Before I could even burp, daddy dragged us out again.

One after the other, Public Bank, CIMB and then Maybank. Daddy had bills to pay and according to him one of the stops was for me. He's investing in an education plan for me and went on and on about how important education is .....Daddy I'm 1, all I care about is milk and some good fun.

The evening concluded with prayers at the temple. By the time I got back, all I wanted to do was share this exiting day with all the uncles and aunties out there. It was tiring but a great day indeed. Weekends here ....wooohooo!!