Last week an ex-colleague of theirs came to drop a surprise visit to her co-workers at the office.
All the reserved aunties were instantly transformed into overly-anxious grandmothers.
One quickly wrapped the boy's legs with a cloth, another one eagerly carried him in her meaty arms, rocking him while breaking into a lullaby.
Aaah. The happiness of being the little one.
Baby Ding Heng not only have a nice name, but a nice smile too.
Soon, more and more of them came into the room just to have a look at him, stroke him, make silly faces at him. And then he giggled.
I couldn't resist.
I also came forward to brush his cheeks.
Aargh.
Too cute to resist.
I'll be the mother of my baby in say...7 years' time.
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That's if my marriage goes as planned.
And not like what my friend said, "You will marry late, and only the second marriage will last".
*gulps*
Nuffnang
Friday, September 18, 2009
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