When Joshua is nua-ing, he literally nuas. [For the benefit of those who do not understand dialect, nua = soft and/or soggy, but is also used as a slang for lazy.]
I pushed him up to a sitting position after nursing, and he just flopped over onto his belly, as if he had no bones in his body to support himself up at all. =_=”
And then he asked to be put back to bed to lie down. Where he stayed put quietly for the longest time, literally lazing around.
I know exactly where he gets those genes from. I’ve also noticed how his nua genes are the most prominent on rainy days. How typical.
:: Click below for photos taken on 11 Nov (Saturday) ::
Being a good boy while we have dinner at Lan Zhou La Mian.
Parents camwhoring while Uncle Henry zips off to the loo. So as not to get tsk-tsk comments.
(At Scarlett Hotel’s BOLD:) Trying to get the attention of Uncle Henry sitting opposite of him.
Attention garnered, and obviously feeling quite pleased/entertained.
Matching father-and-son upturned nostrils to complement the atas-ness of the place.