As for now.. every day, between 1pm - 3pm, my system will be on complete shut down mode. Nothing will stir my slumber..not even when there is a sale at LV stores. (Hello? You think I Lulu ah? LV never have sale ok??)
Thank goodness that Gooly has been an understanding bloke. Everytime that I can't do something (like the cartwheels) he states the obvious - "Pregnant, huh?" and his expression as wise as a sage.
As I undressed him the other day for a bath, I stiffled a yawn. "You look tired, Mom.." Yawn yawn yawn yawn... "I guess I am, son."
And here it comes, the wise words of a 5 year old - "Pregnant, huh?"
And then he added, "It's ok Mom. Why don't I bathe myself? You go rest."
Ooh.. ok.. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Oh before that.. *melts*
"Baby has ears yet?"
(No-lah but..) You got anything to say?
"Yeah!" and he made a funnel with his hands, and shouted down my goolypop - "Bryan is notti.. you don't play with him, ok? What you doing? Sleeping? Wake up!!!"