Swimsuit Model

Any major magazines looking for a smart and lovely kid as a swimsuit model? Why not Daryl? He's young, he's lovely, and he's available! Please call his agent for details. Thanks.

Daryl's First Kiss

Was given to a gorgeous model (on a leaflet).

Daryl and His Car

Daryl visiting the playground, where he tried out the latest model of a blue 4X4 jeep, made of technologically-advanced materials - hard plastic.

Studio Daryl

We must have been bored.

A couple of days ago, we decided to set up a temporary studio and bought some poster colours, drawing paper and things like that.

And take a look at some of his very first works.

Don't think that we were forcing him to do so. He was laughing and yelling all the way. And most importantly, he was not harmed by the poster colours as we washed them all away immediately.

Hey Sotheby's, interested in selling some of his works for us?

Letter from Santa

In May, of all time.

Last November, in anticipation of Daryl's first ever Christmas, we decided to write to Santa Claus in Finland, hoping that he would send us some gift or souvenir. Yet as Christmas went by and 2007 had arrived, we never got or heard anything from him. So we thought that Santa doesn't exist, or may be dead.

But now this. We finally received Santa's reply today (Daryl's 11-month birthday incidentally), and although it's not a hand-written letter, it is a reply nonetheless. Now we can tell Daryl that Santa DOES exist and is alive and kicking. But since he's a very old and busy man (or woman? Well, who knows?), we really have to give him ENOUGH time (say, six months?) to reply us.

So I'd better stop now and start writing to Santa again for this year's Christmas.

Daryl the Poet

Daryl's secret gathering place with fellow poets, somewhere in Kowloon. (No, not the one with panties hanging at the window.)

Spelling Bee

This is how my name is spelt!

Things You Don't Know about Daryl

We, being the notoriously thrifty parents, always buy clothes at least one size too large for Daryl, hoping that he can wear them for as long as possible. While the loose fit outfit makes him a fashion diva with an extremely lovely hip-hop look, it has also given him trouble.

Last week Daryl was wearing a pair of ultra loose khaki shorts and while I was helping him stand during a meal in a restaurant with my family, his shorts simply slid along his legs onto the chair on which he was standing.

Luckily no one (except me) witnessed it firsthand (I found out at least 10 seconds after the pants were gone). Otherwise they would have laughed or even choked to death.

Or he would have been arrested by the Police for indecent exposure.

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Perhaps it is just babies' nature, I simply have to admire Daryl's courage for expressing explicitly his desire for something which we may find a bit embarrassing.

A number of witnesses have confirmed that Daryl becomes especially happy and excited when being carried by "busty" women. And some have even pointed out that Daryl would touch (but never fondle or caress, for that matter) their breasts with his tiny and soft hands.

This clearly and surely explains why Daryl doesn't like to be carried by me.

And for the record, I never teach him that trick. So don't sue me.

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We may be in line for the Nobel Prize for discovering a perfect and easy cure for insomnia.

For those of you not being able to have a good sleep night in and night out, here is a simple suggestion.

Buy a baby car seat, strap yourself into it and ask the driver to start driving. I can guarantee that you will fall asleep within seconds.

Still skeptical? Just ask Daryl and he will tell you how well he sleeps when he's traveling in our car.

Pretty Potty Play

Breaking news: Daryl nailed his potty test in flying colours earlier today. He never missed the target and was a perfect two-for-two, despite playing in an incomplete kit (look, his shorts are missing!) in front of the capacity crowd (his nanny and, well, his nanny).