I missed my blog so much. I have not pour all my deepest feelings of happiness, sadness, guilt and regret here for a while and that is because I am damn busy. Plus the fact that I was on Cloud 9 after I managed to secure my tix to see Coldplay in Singapore. The tix laid mutely on my working desk the whole day as I stared at it excitedly. Speaking of foolish display of emo over a band who I strongly feel had sold out and won Grammies. Oh Well….
Coming back to my not-so-Chris-Martin story, today, I finally get the plastic pool that I bought last week filled with air and had Safra splashing in the lovely pool for hours. After playing the role of a mature, in control dry mom, I finally decided such role is utterly boring and rolled my tracks and dive in to join her. Our loud wet splashing granduer attracted young passers by that they peeped at us from the gate, looking eager to join. I invited them in, but kids being the shy bunch they are, quickly sped off, giggling to themselves along the way.
After convincing Safra that another minute in the pool would make us go all wrinkle and ugly, I pulled her out of the pool and brought her indoor. What a nice Saturday morning!
The Li’l Gremlin is zonking at the moment after a tiring exciting time having a splash. I gave her a wet sloppy kiss and left her to rest in peace. Isn’t it a great way to start the day? 
mcm best jer, i feel like terjunning into the pool also.
Memang best, mula2 I was acting nonchalent and very parently (if there is such word), later on, I jugak terjun sekali! hahahaha.