See Kayden at the train station.
Kayden in the train. He loves to hold onto the handles and swing them together. He also enjoyed holding onto the pole too. kept saying it's cold cold. haha...
Kayden with his grandma in the train.

I called my sis when I was in the train and she asked me to go to T3. We went to T3 1st. found that it's big and not so so crowded. Kayden ran everywhere and it was tiring to chase after him. refused to let us hold his hand and walked. notti notti...
he finally sat down on a chair to rest. but not for long...

After that, we took the skytrain to T2. again, he ran everywhere until we brought him to a place where there're flowers. not sure if he's really scared of flowers but he always love to see them and say 'flower'repeatedly and yet when we bring him over, he'll always cringe and cling onto us. Kept wanting us to carry him and bring him away and yet wanting to see the flowers. this funny boy. anyway, mil wanted us to take photos of him with the orchids as they are really nice so we took a few. It was very difficult for us to capture nice ones as he was always looking back at the flowers or trying to get us to move away. haha...


We then went to Burger King for a break. Ordered some chicken tenders and fries. gave him a small fry to try and he was hooked. Took another from the pile without asking and just popped it into his mouth. He then continued on and on until we refused to give it to him. did not want to give him too many so we hid the rest and told him there were no more fries. of course, he cried and wanted us to give him more. we refused and quickly brought him to another place to distract him.
Walked around a while more and then it was time for dinner. Went to Swenson. There were so many people. I ordered a kids'meal and shared with him cos I wasn't hungry.
After that, we rushed back home cos my sil's family came over. Kayden was so tired that he fell asleep on the feeder bus around 7plus. din even wake up for his nite feed. i was tired out too. haha... in the end, din manage to iron any clothes at all. andy was so nice. he did not wake me up and ironed his own clothes. he's really a wonderful husband.


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