So for dinner last Tuesday, I had white rice with this either-gravy-or-soup stuff. Mama thinks it's a pretty balanced meal as there is meat and vegetables but kind of confusing like it's like neither gravy-nor-soup too. Anyway, I can't tell the difference.
I enjoyed it and towards the end of my dinner, I even left my high chair, sat on Mama's lap and slurped the leftover soup directly from the edge of the bowl. Mama is so surprised and happy that I didn't spill it from my mouth and everything went straight into my mouth. She also felt very proud that I can do this. It's another milestone for me. :)
She then took a little more soup for me so that she can take some pictures. So here I am seen slurping my soup. It's more of an obligation for Mama to take her pictures this time round. Mama is so pleased that she told Papa about it twice when he reached home that day. Mama thinks I am like Papa who likes to drink soup. One thing though, can someone please tell Mama that though I showed that I like this soup last Tuesday, there is no need to cook this every Tuesday? ;p

1 comment:
haha, that self-dialogue at the end was a very touch. He can drink soup now ! He can understand instructions to watch Hi -Fi (at least) now! He can do many things now! So proud of him.
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