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Friday, October 17, 2008

OOOoooOh! She is one cheeky girl.

In the clinic, she portrayed herself as a smiley happy baby, cooing and smiling and looking at the surroundings of the clinic.

Doctor praised her GOOOOOOOOOOOD GIRRRL. I even said.. "good? huh..." *insert snorting laughter here*

She got her jab, cried abit and then back to looking around the surroundings of the clinic, with tears in her eyes. Of course she milked as much sympathy from everyone with acting cute with tears in her big eyes and all.

*now everyone..say... oh...so pooooor thiiiiinnnggg*


Once we reached home, she started fussing and howling. OH. MY. GOOODNESS.

The being good part was good while it lasted. She seems to know when there are strangers around, she's supposed to act cute and good... as if to say "I've got manners!"


*hi mommy.. you are pwwwnnnddd!!*