Come-back kid

The camera has (temporarily?) bounced back and is again possible to switch on. This implies that I can show you pics that were taken just before its demise. I hope you will forgive that some are a bit blurry and some a bit... weird. When you don't have much to chose from, you don't have much to chose from.

Here are a few pics from a playdate at Anna's house a few weeks ago:

To get to her apartment, you have to take an elevator. A very fancy one, with a leather-clad bench to sit on.

Once in the apartment, the view of Manila is spectacular. Or rather, it would have been spectacular if Manila would have been spectacular to view.

And downstairs, there's a playground. I like the swings and the slides. But they are nothing, NOTHING, compared with the seesaw!!! Riding that with Imma could count as one of the highlights this year.

If I may get a bit personal, and simultaneously boastful: the playdate at Anna's was my first real outing without a diaper (going to the park doesn't count). And nowadays, I only use the diaper at night and, for the safety sake, at school.

How did this new skill come about? Training pants and rubber boots, of course! Mom and dad, who think they bring me up in a gender neutral way, are quite obviously deceiving themselves, as they regretted the fact that all training pants had pink little butterflies on them. Personally, I don't mind at all. Butterflies are nice. Boring white is just boring white.

In this photo I'm showing off the latest addition to my collection of tricks - one which my parents don't appreciate at all: Whenever I drink something, I make sure to save the last sip. Then I let it out in a good spit afterwards. See mom smiling (showing off her extra pregnancy chin)? It's because she doesn't see what's going on.