don’t worry about him, aunties, if anything, the fall only made him EVEN more mischievous. :p
during the follow-up at kkh last friday, his stitches were removed.
we thought the thread was the kind that dissolves, you know, like the kind they use *down there* after we give birth. so he had to steel himself for this, no sedation for you ha ha! padan muka.
afterwhich, he went on to do his usual stuff.

chop chop, mutton chop! cooked just the way daddy taught me, you know.
making a mess. making me mad. asking me gazillion questions, most notably, the endless string of “where?” (eg. “where daddy?” “daddy work.” “where?” “far, far away.” “where?” “you know when spiderman catches the naughty men and gives them to the police, then they put them in jail?” “where??” etc.)
after i stripped off the plaster on his brow, i was surprised to see that the scar looked… neat. not bad, Dr McSteamed Pau’s hands must be pretty good to do such a neat job.
he just needs to grow back some of his eyebrow hair, heh. macho much?
and speaking of hair (or the lack of it), this girl too didn’t escape from her own growing pains.
a fleeting fever, which she didn’t seem to mind at all, obviously. (yes, that bib’s almost totally drenched in her saliva. sigh.)













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