My little man, in a bid to avoid Slug's bicycle cover, grazed his finger against the circuit box at the basement carpark. We were supposed to make a cycling trip to Baker & Cook Sunset for ice cream but he ended up wailing for 1/2 hour and the cycling trip had to be cancelled.
Speedy recovery, little man. I'll sleep next to you tonight.
I brought the 3 boys down. Abby and Mum are taking a nap. I made the mistake of blurting my plans to get bread at W39. Box insisted on heading there straight. I left the 2 older boys at the playground with Odele and Viona.
The intention was to buy the bread and leave immediately but he had other plans. He insisted on having a slice at W39. He will not have it any other way. So we sat there for a good 15 minutes. He peed thereafter and we left to find the 2 other boys at the playground back home.
She took an afternoon nap and woke up at 6pm. Everyone else is either asleep or with 1 foot in dreamland, like myself. Yet, she shook me from my sleeping stupor and asked for food. I gave in. Not only did I give her a slice of Pandan Cake, I topped it off with cold milk.
