Isabella smiles more. She smiles when she sees papa and mama. She smiles after having bath. She smiles after we change the diapers for her. She smiles when she is full. She smiles when people talk to her. Sometimes, she smiles without reasons too.
And now she knows crying is her weapon for getting the things she wants. For example, she wakes up early today so I ask my maid to look after her in the living room. When she is playing with her toys alone happily, she starts to cry when she sees me standing beside her bed. (Please do not think that she is afraid for me.) The fact is that she wants me to hold her so she cries and cries until I show my hands and hold her up. She is cunning, she stops crying immediately.
My Isabella with her favourite posture
We went to a Chinese restaurant in Festival Walk with Patrick and Brenda yesterday. We found that taking a baby out with a stroller was difficult. We had to take the lift when we wanted to go to different levels of the mall. We had to find a comfortable place to feed Isabella. And it was difficult to find a washroom where provided a stand for me to change the diaper for Isabella.
I know that Festival Walk is a good shopping mall for people with babies and I can't imagine how troublesome it will be if I take Isabella to other small malls.
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