play with the baby

Mummy was very unhappy yesterday.

She cried worse than a little girl, walking around in tears doing household chores,

and still managed to get her job done very quickly.

When mummy allows herself to cry,

nothing can stop her.

Her tears dropped on the table, chairs, rice, green peppers, little Bak Choi,

everywhere.

She missed home so much.

Her home is in Malaysia, Malaysia is very far away from France.

So at night,

daddy and I tried to cheer her up ,

we played with our little baby in mummy's tummy and she laughed.