Since I am quite interested in remonte controls, Mama decided to buy me a toy handphone when she sees one which resembles a remote control so that I can have a "control" that I can call my own. And this is what my first handphone looks like. Ta-da!
Maybe Aunt Cheyanne would be pleased to know it has a sticker with her favourite Barbie doll on it. It actually came with 2 batteries and when Papa installed the batteries, there would be some music when you press the buttons.
Maybe Aunt Cheyanne would be pleased to know it has a sticker with her favourite Barbie doll on it. It actually came with 2 batteries and when Papa installed the batteries, there would be some music when you press the buttons.
Unfortunately, Papa threw it away a few days later after he and Mama talked about the harmful products from a particular Asian country. You see, my handphone was made in that country and is very cheap. They do not want to run the risk of me coming into contact with any potent chemical that can be in handphone especially when I am still at a stage when I tend to put almost everything in my mouth. So bye bye, handphone and bye bye, Barbie doll.
4 comments:
What a pity! But better to be safe than sorry....did he like the phone?
The novelty lasted a while as he toyed with it but it's not something that he favoured. :)
Look at his sexy shirt draping down... hoho ho
Quite manly-looking, don't you think? :)
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