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This is weird. 
I don't think I'm able to write good stuffs anymore. Wait, since when I write a nice piece anyway? Lol. But seriously, it seems I have nothing in mind beside motherhood! Hours and hours passed by where you can find me reading all mommy/parent-related articles. Haha. I don't even spend that much time in fashion websites anymore (where I religiously read before). Of course I veered off once in a while just to catch up with latest trend (that connected with my business). But that's all. I don't find myself obsessing over these specific fashionable shoes or bags. Those days are long gone. I'm not lying when I wrote I kinda miss wearing my skyscraper heels... But where? I have toddler in tow that seems can sit / stand still for 5 seconds. I was busy running with him here and there... Aaaand you wouldn't believe me, but I'm about to purchase my FIRST sneakers. Hahaha. FYI, I never own one. Back in the days when I used to be a gym rat, I always borrowed my mom's shoes. And then I didn't need it when I started yoga cos we're barefoot.

Anywhoo..
We just got back from Singapore last week. We went to the zoo, where it requires so many miles walking with our feet. And I thought, that's it. I'm done with Balenciaga. Oh my sore feet! I cursed it like zillion times. They are my go-to shoes, but turned out, I can't wear it to the zoo. 
I was overwhelmed with the situation where my son refused to be carried, to sit in the stroller, and to held my hands! He just ran around and around and around. He's such an unstoppable lil dude.

Zoo trip was exciting! Except the sore feet part. We had sooo much fun exploring the zoo. Vale seemed very happy and excited, that those animals he saw everyday in the books were actually real! We were like, oooh it's Max the Monkey! Or Jilly the Giraffe! Vale and I got a chance to fed the giraffe. I was scared LOL, Vale was braver than me. He fed the giraffe like a pro. Teehee. 
Hands down to Singapore Zoo for a pleasant experience. Very clean environment with tolerable animals odor. We loved our time there and can't wait to go back soon! River safari and night safari sounds like a plan! :D 

Singapore in December was unbelievably beautiful. Christmas decors were everywhere and even though we spotted some rain, but I just loved the weather. 

Will upload some photos once it transferred from my camera. 
Happy holiday all! 



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