What a happening Saturday!

We are into "saving the environment" and here is Cheryl doing her bit.

She absolutely loves this bag and would want to carry it whenever she goes out. But usually, she only makes it to the lift-landing and then turn around and say,"Too heavy, Mummy carry."

We usually visit Grand Daddy and Mummy during the weekends and this weekend was no exception.

C is officially known as "Cheryl, the Contractor" because of Bob, the Builder. She carried her building antics and got Uncle Ben to build her "house". This time, it came complete with a light and a "television". No kidding! I have pictures to prove!

Last Saturday, we wanted roti prata for supper but it was rather late and Grand Mummy was saying that she didn't want to bother Daddy to fetch them all the way back so we decided to eat at a food court near home. We still ended up eating prata but Daddy and I were so not-satisfied with the prata we had. So we instigated Uncle Ben to go for prata again; he had to give Ratatouille and his date with Aunt Diana a miss.

When we reached the place, Grand Daddy saw the crowd from the car, concluded that it must be really good and he announced very loudly to Grand Mummy that she should just "close her eyes and eat" because Grand Mummy has a thing about not eating Indian food.

I must say, we all went back with smiles on our faces. Including C, of course!