I am darn proud of my boy, whom after my fourth time of telling him to “behave himself” at the ROM ceremony of Hubs’ friend, actually listened and behaved like a perfect little angel.
The other guests could only comment repeatedly that Joshua is “such a good boy” to just lie in his pram quietly and watch the world go by. Heh. Apparently constant reminders do work with this baby.
PapaNash said triumphantly: “Lucky this boy didn’t make us lose face by throwing a tantrum. Whew.”
What made Boy more commendable than ever is that he tolerated the warm weather at the poolside ceremony (which means no air-con), and didn’t made a peep despite sweating so much that he stank.
On days like these, I feel like the most blessed mommy on earth.