Shopping at Jurong Point

This late afternoon, daddy and mummy brought me to Jurong Point. How do they achieve that with my "attitude"?

Well, daddy used a carrier to carry me in front of him. He knew that was one of the most comfortable posture for me. Also, using a pram didn't work for me often, and a pram may became a "burden" if I was reluctant to use it.

The outcome was, everything was smooth. I dozed off after quite sometimes. When it was dinner time, mummy fed daddy and herself, oh soooooo romantic.... The fact was also, someone had to take care of me, and daddy decided he shall sit still in order not to disturb my sleep...

It was after the dinner that granny met us at Jurong Point. And it was also time for my milk session!!! hooooo..... it took some effort to get an empty seat (ok... there is one uncle who gave up his seat for us.. cheers to him!). Apparently, with so much crowd, I was distracted and managed to finish 1/4 of the bottle only. We decided to continue our grocery shopping at NTUC before I became cranky again. True enough, I was feeling "uneasy" on my stomach again, and that was when mummy had to feed me again. This time, we found the seat at NTUC itself. I managed to finished the whole milk bottle. Well, that didn't mean I was satisfied and going to be quiet.

Daddy always disliked when I made noises. Whether it was due to coldness in the shopping center or whatever reason, we have decided to walk home instead of taking an air-con bus. Poor mummy, she had to carry so much stuff : infant bag, groceries, etc...

Eventually, we have reached home, and I could see the relieve from daddy and mummy. Okok... actually, it wasn't that bad, daddy was just being sooooooo critical.... I am just an infant, ok! And infant needs attention! attention! attention!