Can fit? Ya, can fit

In the morning, we went to Giant Kolombong. I left Jeremy and Tracy at the playground while I went to shop for some items in the supermarket. When I was done, they were already at the KFC restaurant eating lunch. I joined them. Jeremy saw some toys being displayed at the restaurant and he wanted one of them. The one with some airplanes on the track. But it was just for display. I explained to Jeremy that I will ask the kakak later about the toys. That got him to stop whining.

While waiting for Tracy to get a plastic bag, we stayed where we were. Opposite our table was an old man eating a pancake. Jeremy was looking at him and the old man offered his pancake. When I told the old man that Jeremy has eaten and he doesn't need the pancake, Jeremy cried. Everyone looked at us but I just pretended it was nothing. I let Jeremy cry on my shoulder. The old man insisted on giving him the pancake, so I let Jeremy take it. The he stopped crying.

After KFC, we wanted to go back to the playground. But I went into a shop showing some threadmills and stationary bikes. I tried on the manual threadmill and Jeremy wanted to try it too. He had so much fun walking on it that he didn't want to leave. He cried so loud when I took him out of the shop. He didn't want to go to the playground but wanted to go back to the threadmill shop. So, we went home.

After his afternoon nap, Jeremy drank milk from the Marigold 150ml bottle. Once he finished the milk, Jeremy put water into the bottle for him to drink. At one time, he took the bottle from the table through the gaps on the chair. Before I could say anything, he said 'can fit? ya, can fit'. I laughed so hard. He answered is own question. He found it funny when I laughed, so he kept on saying it. After dinner, he still said the same thing when he remembered.

There was one time while he was playing and I was at the dining table when he came over to me and asked 'nana?'. I explained to him that nana and Peter had gone home to UK and that he will see them again soon. He was satisfied with that explanation and continued to play.

I prepared dinner quite early. While preparing dinner, I heard the front gate opened. I thought it must have been Jeremy and his father going for a walk. Not long after that I heard Jeremy's voice in the living room. He was looking for his yellow bucket and his tools for playing with the sand. I think he saw the sand sitting on front one of our neighbors house and he remembered playing with sand at the beach a few weeks back.

While the soup was simmering and the chicken was roasting, I went to check on Jeremy. He had a bunch of other kids there with him. Then it started to pour a little. He was so upset when I took him from there. I told him that daddy will bring some sand for him to play. So, at home we put the sand into his baby bath (which he doesn't use anymore) and he just sat on the floor playing with the sand.

He wouldn't have stop playing with the sand if I didn't tell him we are going to the shop to buy some bread. That was a good excuse to get him into the shower. We did go to the supermarket to buy some bread after that. And Jeremy bought a small bottle of milk. At least it's not a bottle of drink loaded with sugar.