...and then there were two!

Life of the Party

Mondays to Fridays PF's mom takes care of DN while we bring home the bacon. A typical day looks like this :

6.00am (+/- 1 hour)
DN is up. (I don't know who he gets this trait from. Definitely not PF or me because we can sleep through natural disasters and we don't give two hoots about catching the worm.) When DN wakes up, he will stand at the end of the cot that's nearest to our door and start calling us. He starts off with intermittent "ack! ack! ack!" sounds which usually fall on deaf and sleeping ears. So he graduates to "EHHHHH! EHHHHH! EHHHHH!" wails which are bloody annoying, but *sigh* more effective. -_-

7.45am
We try to be out of the house by this time. The drive to PF's mom's place takes about 15 mins. 30 mins if some jokers were tail-gating each other on the PIE and get into an accident.

8.20am
We say good-bye to DN and then go our separate ways to make the moolah.

6.30pm
We try to meet back at PF's mom's place at this time. We have dinner and then bring him back home. Sometimes he takes a nap in the car, sometimes he cries all the way home, sometimes he just sits there and listens to PF and I sing "If You're Happy And You Know It" on repeat because it's one of his favourite songs. All his favourite songs become our most hated songs because he likes them to be sung in repeat mode. -_-

8.00pm
We start his bedtime ritual of wiping him down, changing him into his jammies, reading to him and lastly, feeding him milk.

8.30pm
Good night baby. :D

That's what our Mondays to Fridays look like. On Saturdays, DN becomes a celebrity and goes on a road show to both grandmother's places and other assorted family gatherings. He's quite the ham and will let anyone carry him. Unless it's nap / feeding time and then it's only ME! Muah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.


Can you spot the baby?

Here's DN entertaining one and all with his amazing ability to eat porridge. Heh.