POTATO DIARY:
MISSION IMPOSSIBLE!
Daddy gave me $10 miserable bucks to scout for a marder day pressie.
He says he want to challenge my creativity and make me learn financial literacy.
What to buy with one red note?
make me use my limited brain cells...
NGEOW SAY SO LAH....
Sexy strappy heels?
No.. mummy feet too fat. Will cut into her meat... I mean flesh.
Hoola hoops to trim her vanishing waist?
No.. she ultra-sensitive one. Wait use this as time-out area for me.
Tricycle?
Don't think can tahan her weight.
anyway, this one no brakes.. marmee no insurance.
Diving gear?
No.. she got natural blubber..
can only float, cannot sink. dun waste money.
How about a famous train for her?
No..dun think she likes a train with a stupid grin.
A new 'trolley' to put her shopping bags?
wah lao cannot.. cost more than my own stroller..
Let me take a break first.
All the thinking makes me tired.
And let me give myself a deserving icecream cone treat for all the effort.
Oops, left 50cents only..
Nevermind..as the old saying goes:
"Its the thoughts that count!"
All the photos are evidence of my thoughts.
Happy mothers day!