I love kids, I really do.
And this was the mantra that stopped me from tearing off my clothes and run around orchard screaming during an outing with my wonderful cousins.
Don't get me wrong. I love kids... but only when they're in between the age of 2-5. Because any younger than that, they are not fun to play with because their life cycle is all about staring, puking, eating, crying and pooping. After 5, they become vicious little monsters who don't listen to you, talk back at you, think they are so smart and cry and tell their parents you torture them when you step on their feet because they stepped on yours on purpose first. When I have kids, I plan to chuck mine with my mother until they reach the age of 2, and then give them away when they reach 6. Ha.ha.ha.
So these are the kids that I had to babysit.
Ok lah I won't take all the credit. My burden is shared by the other "elders"
When I was younger, I didn't have the opportunity to be babysat by so many Beauty Queens you know. Lucky kids.
So the plan for the day was to get on the HippoTour bus, and on to a lunch treat by my dearest Aunt, Cik Ani at Carousel. Honestly, I dreaded the HippoTour mainly because I've always dissed the thing for being utterly pointless and absurdly expensive when you can find out about our 'attractions' on pamphlets or better yet, online. I always feel embarrassed for the poor, naive tourists on board. But because we got free tickets for the ride...
Them kids, well, they were of course ultra excited to board an open-top bus and they behaved more tourist-y than tourists themselves. And to not smile along and look excited and happy would just burst their bubble. So we adults also had to look happy and wowed eventhough the electronic tourguide was boasting about our ERPs T___T
Like those jaded parents always say, we stay happy for the kids...
But I think I was the only pessimist on board hahaha
After the tour was over, the kids were becoming restless and we had 2 hours to kill before lunch. They were already in their own world, screaming running climbing trees... so the Kakaks were desperately trying to think of places to go to preoccupy the kids' minds with something. Lucky there were christmas decos and quirky pop-out ads along the street so at least that kept them from sprinting down orchard to God knows where...
(spot the tak tahu malu kakak who in the end gave up acting mature and joined the kids in their revelries)
We call Sarah Miss Botox-Cheeks because her cheeks are so round and... solid. In fact, she is one round solid girl. You know some people, are just chubby and flabby. But she, on the otherhand, is chubby but SOLID. Good milk she drinks. Hahaha. This girl is known for her adorable and intolerable side. One moment you can go awwwwh and have this whole lot of love for her as she randomly hugs you and kisses you, and the next moment you can look at her in disgust as she becomes suuuppper whiny and annoying. Now I really understand how my mother feels toward me. HAHAHA.
And Sarah has this habit of suddenly hugging you real tight as you're walking down the street. Imagine a solid girl hugging you like a koala that suddenly realises it has a phobia of height at 500m above ground. My god. I had to drag her along the road until she let go to run somewhere else. Psychotic child.
And this child, huda... ohmygod.. she is another crazy fellow.
Just look at her audacity!!
Full of nonsense, of retarded energy, of weirdness... I don't know what concoction this girl is made up of but it sure as hell stronger than Tongkat Ali.
After what seemed like as though the whole day had passed, 3 oclock finally came and we herded to Carousel.
That's my gorgeous aunty who got hit on by one of the bellboys ... or rather bellman coz he was 50 yrs old hahaha! But cannot totally blame the bellman ah..
And bring those 2 kiddos really wasted because all they ate was 30 sushis, marshmallows with chocolate, ice-cream and 3 strips of kebab meat. THAT'S IT T___T
After the wonderful lunch, we went shopping and a few more dramas involving the kids followed but if I were to tell everything here, blogger would just crash and die.
Sigh. So here it is, one of the crazy family outings which I look forward to everytime.
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