We've been sleeping in the guest room on the tatami mats because Fuzzy has taken on the job of painting our room a lovely shade of cream and pastel blue (as part of our renovation plans), and we needed to air the room out. Chubbs didn't sleep too well because we put him in his Ikea play cot, which is too small for him width-wise. Since he turns a lot in his sleep, he found himself stuck many times through the night. With the interruptions, he woke up a little later than normal, but still cheery as ever in his AC/ jailbird jammies.
Sunday breakfast for us was chwee kueh from Bedok, Lana chocolate cake and coffee. After eating his apple puree with milk and vanilla cereal, Chubbs spent some time catching up with his nation-serving Sam-Sook.
"Look! Same hairdo!"
When Chubbs woke from his long nap, I visited my grandma in the hospital before heading to SICC for a late family lunch. Chubbs settled down in his special seat between Fuzzy and I and proceeded to smash his toy to bits. That evidently made him very happy.
He later got bored of our company and moved to sit with Grandpa, armed with his teether. He was mesmerized by the waiter taking our dessert orders. Mr. Waiter interpreted this as a sign that they hit it off and then made audible plans to kidnap Chubbs :/
Fuzzy and I over-ordered as usual. We shared fish and chips, seafood pizza, laksa, ice cheng teng and ice jelly :/ The pizza was surprisingly tasty, with a thin, wood-fired crust and ample cheesy goodness.
We trudged on to my parents' place for Chubbs to play with his GongGong and PorPor, and as if we haven't eaten enough, to have some sweet potato soup dessert. But the day proved too long for the kiddo already and dozed off in the car as we played his baby CD, filled with silly tunes about colours.
He took a proper nap when we got home, just before our farewell dinner for Chubbs' GrandAunty Jan, who was flying back to Vancouver after visiting for more than a month. It was a lavish spread, which featured black pepper and chili crab. Finger-licking good!
Chubbs took his third bath of the day before settling down for bed. We decided to let him sleep with us on the tatami mat instead of in the too-small cot. Fuzzy was very worried he would squash baby. Frankly, I was too. Anyway, we were gung-ho and gave it a shot. It worked beautifully for Chubbs, who slept through the night with nary a whimper. The fear of pancake-ing our son got the better of Fuzzy though :(
