"Please stop!" i demanded.But he ignored me and continued rocking back and forth.He was strong and comforting and loving in an unaffected way.It does not matter that we both smelled of mothballs.It was love on a Tuesday morning...

I then climbed out of bed and grabbed my camera, propped myself up on one elbow and watched him.It was a good angle but almost all the shots turned out ghastly."Bie, can you stop for a sec, while i try to get this one right?" i almost begged.


Then he stopped.



He screamed.



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"I told you to stop rocking her up and down, right?! she just had her feed!" I screamed.What a luck.The bonding session between them both was cut abruptly.And so did the snapping session.




The party pooper.....



"me ijit??"



"Mari kita ketawakan ayah..hur..hur..hur!"




"ayah must have smelled like a 10 years ago mothball eh?"

the best shots that i could get after all the hoopla!