This morning was the first time I cried out for Da-da.
He didn't want to bring me along to get breakfast as it was also the time for my shower.
I shedded some tears and soon after I cried out loud. At that time, Daddy was already at the lift entrance with Mommy.
"Da-da! Da-da!"
"Da-da! Da-da!"
Having heard my moose call, Daddy changed his mind to comfort his soft and weak heart. Immediately, he ran back to the gate and fetched me to get the muffins.
Saturday, August 05, 2006
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