National Day fell on Saturday and we decided that it would be a brilliant idea to sleep over at Aunt Di's and Uncle Ben's place.

After our late-night movie, all of us headed for supper. Uncle Ben wanted a "Singaporean night" and I couldn't think of anything else except roti prata. Daddy asked me "why prata?" and all I could come up with was a smile. We wanted something that wasn't as oily but it was close to mid night and 2 of the places we went were closing for the day so we headed back to the one we went to months ago.

Grand Daddy didn't want such a heavy supper and Grand Mummy isn't a fan of roti prata so they went off and hunted for something they fancied. As for the rest of us, we sat ourselves down and ordered a lot of food!

We had their crisy prata, banana prata, cheese prata, mee goreng and of course, tea tarik!

All of us enjoying our food!

how good the food was?

our cleaned-out plates!

And happily fed people! with one of the bosses of the Roti Prata House.

We met up with the Aws for steam boat dinner and we drove ourselves to a hawker centre in Bedok for some really delicious Cheng Teng. The kids love the dessert and they would have finished the entire bowl if the mummies didn't stop them!

We decided to give Uncle Zixian, Aunt Colleen a call and got them to meet us for dessert since it had been ages since we last saw them. And as luck would have it, they came down with their 2 little princesses, Bernie and Nicolette.

I think the last time we saw Nicolette was when she turned 1 month old and now, she has become such a pretty little thing!

Just look at our darlings having fun together!

As the night was still young, Daddy suggested we visit Changi Airport Terminal 3. The children, except for Cheryl, had not been there.

Give them a large space, and what do we get?

Children running amok! Actually, we wanted to tire them out so that they would sleep more soundly tonight! Hee.

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!