It has been a month since Abby was in school. The pandemic either made us play it safe by keeping her at home or it was closed because of infected cases. The 2 older boys were back in school today, after PSLE marking week and we thought it'll be good / safe for her to return to school.
Box, is still trying to manage the bicycle. Just another month or so, he should have adapted to it.
My little man, in a bid to avoid Slug's bicycle cover, grazed his finger against the circuit box at the basement carpark. We were supposed to make a cycling trip to Baker & Cook Sunset for ice cream but he ended up wailing for 1/2 hour and the cycling trip had to be cancelled.
Speedy recovery, little man. I'll sleep next to you tonight.
I brought the 3 boys down. Abby and Mum are taking a nap. I made the mistake of blurting my plans to get bread at W39. Box insisted on heading there straight. I left the 2 older boys at the playground with Odele and Viona.
The intention was to buy the bread and leave immediately but he had other plans. He insisted on having a slice at W39. He will not have it any other way. So we sat there for a good 15 minutes. He peed thereafter and we left to find the 2 other boys at the playground back home.
