My Baby Face Studio

Compared with how he fared last time, there was less laughing but more crying! Perhaps he's learnt how to say no to things he doesn't like. But anyway, it's still a nice studio shoot for him.

Studio Again!

We are really crazy.

We are so crazy that we decided to spend another thousand dollars to have another series of studio pictures taken for Daryl last Saturday.

And we even bring along his godmothers (and our domestic helper) along, where we would move around and act like idiots just to make him smile.

Apparently we didn't do a good job, and you will know why very soon.

Yummy Yummy Yummy

Hey, I can finally eat on my own! And when can I eat the far-more-delicious adult food?

Great Musician

Of all the toys Daryl has, there are a couple which draw his particular attention. And he's enjoying himself so much playing with the maracas that he doesn't mind that his short was unbuttoned ...

If You ain't Sleeping, You Must Have been Playing

Another of Daryl's specialties: Rolling around his bed. And more often then not, he would simply fall asleep with his legs up and body at the top end of the bed. Holy cow.

Amazing Face

It's so amazing for us to see how many different faces Daryl can make. My face is probably too fat to allow me to make all of them myself ...

Teething Problem

Hey, I'm hungry. I think I gonna eat this thing.

This Way Please, Daryl!

That's the way he is laughing now, and ...

Oh my god, doesn't he look like Keira Knightley, for the way he tilts his head and how he shrugs his shoulders?

While We Were Away

You can never imagine how much we missed Daryl during our trip in Tokyo.

We called home whenever we could, and especially right after the earthquake (Yes, we could feel the hotel shaking in Tokyo too). I am sure that when I finally see the bill, I will have a mild heart attack, 'cos we just didn't want to hang up when we could hear him saying things or producing sounds.

One week can be a huge difference for a baby's growth. And that is no exception for Daryl too. Before we left, he was walking so unsteadily that we would never let him walk alone. We would hold his hands firm as he tried to rumble from the living room to our bedroom. And he knew it, he knew that he had to rely on us.

But when we came home a week later, stunning news! Daryl can walk quite steadily alone. After watching him walk alone just once, we decided that it was time to let go (of our hands, that is), and we would feel safe and happy about it.

Did he know we were away?

As we left home at 4 in the morning on the day left for Tokyo, we never officially said goodbye to him. We just cruelly picked him up from his bed and he started crying because he was so sleepy. So we just took some pictures and headed for the airport.

As we were wondering whether he would notice something (i.e., something fat) missing at home, our reliable sources (i.e., my mother-in-law and his godmothers) told us that a couple days into our trip, he suddenly pointed at our bed and said, "Papa," and he did the same while pointing at the computer table where I usually hang out.

He knows. He just knows. There is no way we can fool him.

And most importantly, he has mastered the skills of kissing. I'm not going to ask who was the culprit for teaching him such a sexy trick, but the thing is, his kisses are great, probably the best I have ever had (sorry, Mommy).

When you tell him to "Kiss Daddy" and put your face close to him, he would push your face away and turn his head away from you if he doesn't have the mood. But if he does, be prepared for two soft and tender lips kissing your face gently.

Oh, I'd better stop describing how great his kisses are, before turning this blog entry into some porn stuff.