Over the weekend, we went over to the house of Guan’s relatives as everyone who has yet to meet Zayden Asher wanted to meet the cute little boy

Aside from the red packets, Zayden was given a whole bunch of baby clothes from Carter’s by relatives who had just returned from the states. I shall post photos of the clothes once I find out where the mother-in-law has stashed them.

What I like about visiting this particular relative’s house is that there’s a whole drum set to play with

I was already convinced that Zayden was a drummer since he kept me up in the wee hours of the morning when he was gestating inside my womb

Zayden
My little drummer boy Love!

Zayden

So… I’m rather behind at doing this but here I am!

I signed up for Shimelle‘s online class—Blogging for Scrapbookers and it started on Monday. But, being the usual procrastinator that I have always been, I kinda sorta lagged behind since caring for Zayden Asher takes up practically ALL my time. Well, not to mention checking out Tumblr and helping Guan with his FarmVille on Facebook and looking at deals at 2peas

Anyway, I spent the last weekend meeting new crafty people on the class forum and admiring everyone else crafty and pretty works while I did my usual gawking at pretty papers and layouts

I read up the class notes and have got Google Reader ready And I shall attempt today’s—well, yesterday’s, actually—prompt.

I was on my way to MWL to buy the new MME journaling cards and the fastest way was by the train. And, somehow, I always seem to have very annoying kids taking the same carriage as me.

He was about six and he sounded Filipino and I shall assume that he was sitting (on the reserved seat for those who need) with his mother. I stood in front of him, trying to ignore him while half-gaming, half-tweeting on my iPhone, and he kept whining and fidgeting in his seat. Okay, granted that he’s a kid so given that his butt probably had needles on them, but, did he need to whine (almost) endlessly?

He kept going on and on and moving about in his seat and when he wanted to lie on his mother, he got really comfy by putting his legs up against the glass on the side of the seat. If his legs were any longer, those ugly Crocs would be right in my face :evil:

Needless to say, I was pretty thankful when I finally alighted at my stop—only to discover that he and his family alighted along as well :mrgreen:

That is why I hope Zayden won’t grow up to be those annoying, irritating, badly-behaved children I see running around, making a ruckus in public :? I shall do my best! *yosh*

Oh, well. Anyway, I got my journaling cards! But I couldn’t find one of them so my set isn’t complete

Zayden Asher
A Zayden Moment