I Am 3 Years Old!

 

From my Mommy & Daddy:

 

Jonathan boy, you are our gift from God and we love you so much.
You are a smart and obedient boy,
you amaze us every day and bring joy into our lives.
May you always know that God loves you,
and that you are chosen to do good and wonderful things in your life.
And may the angels guide you, protect you all the days of your life.


This Is What I Call…

 

…Vita-juice!

Mommy can’t figure out how I got this word from. She never introduces Vitagen to me before except for Yakult, Solivite and Nutrigen.


 

…Lift-Fork!

My Daddy got me this forklift. The fork can move up and down. Isn’t this cool?

My Daddy is Handy Manny When…

… I see no picture displayed on the TV because I accidentally pressed invalid channel.

… the remote control is out of battery.

… my remote control car refuse to move on its own.

… the arms of my Ultraman dislocated.

… my shoe has a “buaya” mouth.

… I don’t hear any sound from my computer while playing games or watching my favourite VCD.

…there is no light shining from the torch light.

Many more mishaps happened due to my naughtiness curiosity at this age but Daddy got all that fixed.  That’s not all.

 

…Mommy sees a lizard. She will be screaming, “Darling! Come and catch this lizard away.”

…I see baby cockroaches running inside the car. I’ll scream, “Daddy, catch!”

Isn’t my Daddy great? And I shall now call him Handy Daddy. Hooray!