Yesterday, Big R and Small R came. Small R looks like a fattyish meaty porkball and he's still growing and now weighs 8.4kg. Small R is always looking around, gazing at people moving around the house with his oh-so-look-like-marbles eyes. His marble-looking eyes and his fat cheeks are what stops the people from moving around and there they go again, pinching his cheeks, giving him smooches on his cheeks. We always joke about Small R's legs, how we would always threaten to cook his pig's trotters! Small R can now flip and turn around also. I was babysitting Small R and had to carry this 8.4kg baby, much more than a 5kg packet of rice. He wont't allow me to put him down and would torture me with his cries. I hate it when they cry, omg. Sometimes, Big R gets overwhelmed with jealous that it's like Small R is the limelight. Babies can be adorable sometimes.

And i am now in love with victoria secrets! hello victoria secret.