Daddy has been wanting to bring C cycling. Our first attempt was 2 Saturdays ago. We reached ECP and managed to find a parking lot in the usually packed carpark. The weather was great and we couldn't believe our luck in getting a lot in 5 min.
Then we headed off to the bicycle kiosk where we spotted a shinny new 2-seater bicycle which has a carrier in the front for C. Then, I realised I had forgotten to bring my wallet (went groceries shopping the day before and had forgotten to put it back into C's diaper bag) and Daddy had forgotten to withdraw cash. So while C and I waited at the kiosk for Daddy; he had gone to withdraw money at the nearby ATM, C was admiring the bicycle and wanted to climb onboard.
Then Daddy came back with the bad news; the ATM was out of cash!! I promptly went to the counter and asked if they accept NETS but was very disappointed when the cashier at the counter shook her head.
Ahh!! C was so sad, as we walked back to our car, she kept looking back at the kiosk and uttered, "So sad, no bicycle." We then promised our Spark that we would come again. Daddy and I made a detour to have our lunch at Parkway Parade then.
Then on Deepavali, we wanted to go too but it was pouring so our plans were thwarted. Then on Sat, we actually went there with our god daughters and Uncle JM and Aunt Angie. We were already walking there when it started drizzling again!
Man can propose all we want, but really it is God who disposes.
But we didn't give up and after our car washing session just now, Daddy and I brought Grand Mummy, Daddy, Aunt Margaret, Aunt Diana and C's favourite, Uncle Ben down to ECP! This time, we were elated that the weather was kind and we had our rides.
C was thrilled because this was her first time on the bicycle with Daddy (actually, me too!) and she was commanding Daddy to go slowly or quickly. It was really fun and a great way to spend the rest of the Sunday. We rode all the way to Bedok jetty where we saw loads of fisherman wannabes. Children were also trying to see if they could get something out of the waters with their little rods.
Moral of the Story: Never give up!
(Collage no.2 taken from Aunt Di {with permission} )
Sigh... I tried to download pictures from my camera but somehow I lost them. Don't ask me why or how, I am also frantically searching for them on my notebook. What's missing: All of us enjoying our food!
Ha! I didn't lose the pictures after all! They were hiding in a very secluded folder and it was because of Daddy that I found them.
Then, we went for a sumptuous dinner. It was just hawker food but we cleaned out the plates and thoroughly enjoyed the food which we had to queue a long time for. We had a wonderful experience and it was nice to get out of the house and get in touch with nature.
Told you we cleaned out the plates! Even C was enjoying her food and her favourite was the bbq-ed chicken wings.
It was Daddy and I who did all the cycling but C was completely knocked out when she got back. She dozed off in the car on the ride home and slept soundly the night away. Oh, of course she woke up for her "milk". (Argh! Otherwise, it was a good night.)
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