Naughty boy
Mom commented to most of her friends that I am a very naughty boy... As I grow older each day, I never fail to "anger" my dearest Mommy... Hiak hiak hiak... But anyway, I love to grab anything that I can find on the floor, bed, playpen and shake all I want.. I will purposely drop the things to "witness" them drop on the floor.. and expect Mom to pick them up for me.. If they don't, I will keep staring at the things or bawl until they pick up for me.. Guess she had to be very strict with me but sometimes... she feels that I am just too cute to resist and she cannot bear to scold me... Once awhile, she will smack me lightly on my arms.. if I throw temper...
"But I want to be a good boy, Mummy!"
"But I want to be a good boy, Mummy!"