nice people until they poked you

Dear everybody,

Yesterday my mommy bought me to this new place where in one room they have like plenty of toys and in another room they have like plenty of things I am not allowed to touch. It was so much fun! Then this really nice lady came to us. She has long straight hair and big brown eyes, I cannot resist smiling at her and I kept crawling under the table and tugging at her pants. She was so friendly and pretty. Then she suddenly took out this LONG stick and poke it into my tight, I felt so cheated and deceived....why do I have the feeling that I have been through this before. Anyway, luckily my mommy was there to kiss and hug me, she also gave me a cookie and after that I did not cry anymore. It was just a little cry, from the shock, it did not hurt that much, actually.

Today, we went to the lost office. Mommy went to pick up a package from Singapore. It seems that ah ma has sent me a mid-autumn festival present. It was kind of a cool yellow police car until you put these bat-trees in them. It made such a loud noise that I also had to cry a little bit, from the shock. Mommy says that I have to learn to be a little more brave...so I am going to try to be a brave person the next time she turns on this air-sucking car (which I also don't like).

My poppy and mommy are rather proud of me lately because I have also started calling me poppy papapapa and wawawawa :). I can also do the "ha ha ha" part of "ik zag twee beren" well more like ah ah ah. This lady who was nice (until she poked me) said that it's unusual that people of my age can already "sing" along. I think anyone would be able to if their parents sing it to them as often as my old folks did.

bye