Kiddies

Babbies, todlers, kiddies..........cutie pies, honey poos call them whatever you like sure their adorable as hell but don't be full by their innocent demeanor (demeanor? ok I got to check the dictionary!) Behind those angelic eyes and rosey cheeks with smooth uncorrupted complexion (ok I better stop now before I really go over board) lies a very intelligent species. They know how to strategise even without reading Art of War , they can crawl into any tight spaces at lightning speed and with sheer confidence which can put the US Navy Seals at shame. Their greatest weapon......is their alluring smile, dazzling innocent eyes and adorable foreign gabbles that cannot be found in any alien planet in this universe.

I , unfortunately had fallen into their trap and became an object and amusement by them. Lucky I got away , exhausted but unscatch from the event.

It all happen a few month ago , when my cousin came to my house for a family gathering , bringing his twins which was , at that time, 11 month old.

Ohhhhh they were the cutest thing ever, all smiles and no temper tantrum. It all started when their parents wanted to eat dinner and gave the honorable duty of baby sitting the little  kiddies to yours truelly.

It happen so suddently , the two of them were looking at each other like a telepathic conversation, on was trying to make a dash (well actually a crawling dash !) to the cloth teatable and started to pull it.

I yelp and dragged the little oneaway and notice the other brother was heading for the stairs.

After handing the little misfit to my little brother , like a animal life photographer I followed the other brother up the stairs not daring to startle him just in case he decided to do a back flip !. OOOOoggggliinggg,goooggggling  and gagging , he kept me pretty much pre occupied going up and down the stairs 20 times. (I only went once on the stairmaster at the gym! Mind you!) My knees felt like it was going to fall off!.


I tried to bribe him to come down the stairs , but he just giggled, showing off his two baby teeth (another weapon! melting our hearts in the process without me realising that we had reach up the stairs again, and then he made a 360 turn as if to say "Oopsie daisy, silly me, I forgot something downstairs) I tried to carry him away, but he gave an irritated piercing scream which would have been a start into the Opera industry. "

If you think my little brother had better luck than me, think again, the other twin that he was with was scrabbling into any nook and krannies he could find, under table, behind the piano , underneath the dinner table, head banging with the my uncles' and aunties' feet.

We were release from our agony when their parents had finally decided to call it a night and carried the two boys to the car. The two boys were still giggling as their minivan drove out of sight.

Gosh , I don't think the DURACEL Bunny would have that much energy! They could be in the CIA.....Gosh my knees weew killing me!


Anywho that's my babbling for tonight. Night Night