I love weekends and look forward to them cos I get to spend quality time with my boys. Even doing something as simple and mundane as sitting there watching little bun play can be so happy and fulfilling. Simple pleasures are priceless treasures indeed!

"C'mon, play with me, mama!"

My poor little bun had a little accident at home on Friday night. He was happily crawling around the house on and somehow one of his elbows buckled under him. He fell face first onto the marble floor and his teeth cut into his upper lip. Poor little bun had a puffy, bleeding upper lip and to make matters worse, Mark wasn't at home to soothe him. It took me a looong time to calm him down and to have a chance to check out the 'damage'... fortunately, he didn't chip any of his teeth, but there was a rather long gash on his upper lip.

Cannot get enough of watching little bun sound asleep... He is taking up A LOT more space than before with his kung-fu style sleeping positions, and we keep getting remarks from people telling us it's about time we let him sleep in his own cot/ room. However I still cannot bear let him sleep anywhere else but beside me.. yes, I am a needy mother!! I still enjoy waking up in the middle of the night and seeing/ smelling/ touching him, knowing that he is here for real and it's not just a dream. 

Gucci Gucci Gooooo....

We were out Christmas shopping and saw that there was a sale at Gucci, so without a word, Mark was drawn into the boutique like a moth to a flame. We wanted to get a cute pair of toddler shoes for little bun but unfortunately they didn't carry his size in this particular shop. During our time in the shop, little bun was mesmerizing  the sales ladies with his very impish smile  (he was in a very good mood at that time) and they all saying how cute he was. I wanted to tell them "just wait till you see his cranky side..", but like how any devoted mother would, I zipped by lips and smiled dotingly at my little boy (while ensuring that he didn't make a nuisance of himself as the shop was pretty crowded). 

Now you see me...

.. and now you don't!!

My mama's favourite flowers!

Little bun is so attached to his daddy these days!! Yes I am jealous, very, very jealous indeed of the bond between those two. Mark was taking a shower and little bun crawled his way outside the toilet and was fussing for his daddy.. In the last photo, he was putting his head on the floor to try and peep between the gap to see where his daddy was!

All these while I was standing behind him and he wasn't the least interested in me. Going off to nurse my very bruised ego...

My 2 'caged' boys!! Both are not looking very pleased... hehehe...

Little bun's Godma gave him an ultra cute panda T-shirt complete with flashing lights!! The silly boy was trying to 'catch' the lights when I put the T-shirt on him to try.

This is how he usually self-soothes himself to sleep - by sucking on a corner of his pillow! Wish I had taken a video instead of a photo cos he was making this funny, sucking sound too. 

Brought little bun on his first Ikea outing... Ended up buying him a cute stuffed doggie which he happily cuddled throughout. 

The latest word in little bun's vocab is 'bird' and he says it much more than 'papa' or 'mama', much to Mark and my chagrin!! Whenever I ask him 'where's the bird?', he'll look up at the sky and point. Anyway, little bun's doting grandaunt bought him a toy parakeet in a cage and while he was a little afraid of it initially, he cannot get enough of it now. It's the 'toy du jour'... hope poor parakeet survives in little bun's over-inquisitive hands!

My little vain pot admiring his own reflection after his bath... with Hershey supervising in the background!

Checking out the birds outside our balcony... a favourite pastime of little bun's! ('Bird-bird' is one of the latest word he's added to his vocabulary).

Me and my (husband's) Mini-Me...

After much contemplation, I caved in to Mark's suggestion to purchase a play yard for little bun. He's been crawling around A LOT at breakneck speed and trying to grab a hold of him before he destroys something and/or hurts himself is becoming an back-breaking task. Even poor Hershey has resorted to retreating under the dining table when the little bun is out and about. (Mark and I actually gave little bun the code name 'Shih-tzu' when he is crawling around cos the just size of a little Shih-tzu now! So you will hear remarks from us like 'Look out, Shih-tzu is coming towards you'; 'Shih-tzu jailbreak!!!'; 'Uh oh.. where's the Shih-tzu?'; 'Look out, Border Collie meets Shih-tzu', etc.

So far, he is still rather happy to be confined in that 1.1m X 1.1 m area (preferably when one of us is in there with him), BUT I am sceptical of how long this is going to last before he wants out. Hopefully little bun will prove me wrong... it is very useful having him confined in the play yard as it allows us precious time for that toilet break or do some housework knowing that he is safe.