September 1, 2003

A cycle of eating-sleeping-diaper change-sleeping-eating defines my life up till now. My life sometimes gets interesting because i get the bath, or a diaper rash, but nothing exciting, really. Well, except my pretty smiles, that is!

A smile for my dad. A pretty one. Mum does not get smiles yet.

Sound asleep.

I am looking at the clouds, and wondering where they come from?

Mommy, where the clouds come from?

I got my first book today. It is made of cotton, has two sides, one is painted with only four colors: black, blue, red and white. That's all I can now understand.

A choo!

Bless you!

I like what I see behind a window.

Now I am smiling at mommy, too.

And my mommy smiles back at me. How wonderful!

I am now smiling at my toys, too.