Wet Wet Wet

BearBear's Pa planned to give us a ride to Sentosa this morning but it started to rain as we were about to set off. I was upset, infact, we were all upset.

Since we couldn't go anywhere, MaMa decided that it was time for her to "put up" all the Christmas cards that we've received. The tally so far is 48 (ours) vs 5. Pathetic. I think both MaMa & PaPa are not very socialised, which is good for us 'cos that means they won't be away from home too much.

Anyway, while I was lazing around, I thought about the fabulous time we had at the beach last week. Not a care in the world, just "floating"...

Then the tide started to come in. The waves were so strong, we tried to keep our cool & started heading to shore but the look in our face gave us away. We were so scared, we almost wet ourselves...

My "thought" didn't end that well. I better drift off to snooze land for now till I find something else to ponder.