We have been staying on and off at King’s Wife’s place while Daddy is away. Every morning, when I carry Zara downstairs, she’ll be shouting, “Tatak! Batitel!” (Kakak, Bicycle) from the stair case.

She loves to ride on the tricycle that King’s Wife’s Kids used to own. She can’t reach the paddles yet, so Tuyam has to push her around. She’ll put her feet up, and request, “Tatak, Push” (Kakak, Push)

I bought a Barbie Tricycle for her for Christmas, but this is so much bigger, she couldn’t even reach the ground when mounted; she will just push it around in the house, and also use the storage space under the seat to store her little treasures.

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After seeing us applying moisturiser on our faces, and lotion on our body, she started imitating us. When she’s in the room, she’ll ask for a bottle of lotion, and start pretending to apply on herself too.

I worry for the day when she knows how to unscrew bottle tops, and start opening any kinds of bottles and apply all sort of things on herself. Yikes!