Rachel, dont read this.

They call me Cheecks....
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Chubby Cheecks.

Well, technicaly 'they' only refers to my sisters Lesley,
and Rachel (the 11 year old kid wonder who came up with the above mentioned name AND the name 'carrot top' for her dear older sister)

Yessss, as a brilliant comeback, im gonna cater this post just for
Ms.Rachel Tan Suyan.
I mean, I've got nicknames for her too you know! Like..like... 'Chel Chel' my mom and grandma have been calling her that since she could make noise (which was quite early in her life). HAH!!!
take that!

Ok,mayb enough with names already cos i cant remember any funnier more embarrasing ones to match err....err....''well-built cheecks''.
Things i remember, and really wana say about my youngest sister:

1. There was joy when she was born.
I got this call from my aunt in klang one morning see, and she told me the baby was finally here. mummy had given birth to my baby sister!i remember being a lil shock. cos everyone had been talking bout a baby for so long, but when it didnt come after i waited for so long,i...well... it kinda slipped my mind for the littlest while.i mean, 9months was a long time to wait. i was in standard1. i didnt know how these things worked yet.Anyways, after talking, my aunt asked to pass the phone to my dad. He was so distracted during and after the call, he didnt scold me for jumping all over the couch. i mean i was FREAKING LEAPING FROM ONE SEAT THE THE NEXT like a skinny frog on lily pads! and he didnt say a word, didnt even give me ''that'' look. i must tell you, one of the top rules in our apartment then, was 'no feet or dirty hands and bums on the creamy peach sofa'.
see?i told you. JOY.

2.She had potty trouble *snigger*
The word 'Constipation' was written all over her red, wrinkled, bald face. i remember her crying and inbetween sobs slipping in a few baby words we could not understand. it was funny at first, then we really started to feel bad for her. the poor girl was sweating and crying as she sat on her potty throne. was tempted many times to make a lil crown and robe to go with that throne of hers. so we tried everything: grandma sang, mum feed her prunes and make her drink honey (yes, WHILE she was trying to do her bussiness.rude, i know.), lesley fanned her, and i used her stuffed dolls to put together a circus of some sort.

3.She was cute.
By that i mean i liked seeing her and our cousin Sarah compete for my grandma's attention. So cute you know!Lil girls in diapers who can hardly walk yet can CAT FIGHT redy!! haha...Sarah is about a year older then her, and both were brought up by my grandma. Not serious cat fight with scratching and hissing lar. The ladies were too smart for that.They used cunning, and strategy. When they fought for a toy and my sister got it, Sarah would run to my grandma for a hug, when mini Rachel saw that, she would come over to the both of them, her diapers making their trademark *squish squashy* sound, nicely offer the toy to Sarah with a chubby smile....And when Sarah gets the tiniest bit distracted by the toy...WHAM! She slips right in between my grandmothers arms as fast as a baby fox. Giving Sarah that ''run along and go away'' look while she's happily in Amma's arms *MEOW!*.

4.She didnt play with Barbie dolls.
We still cant figure out why she didnt like barbie's.

5.She ate.
Anything.Her earliest and more favourite words were 1)mamma (my mother) 2) mum-mum (meaning not our mummy,but food!) she....
bit of chunks of butter from the fridge!drank soy sauce like milk!munch on her own hair locks!(of course she didnt EAT it lar, just got the flavour only) half a loaf of bread in ONE sitting! dipped her hands in curry! (but NOW, she's 11, she claims she cant take spicy..hmm) frog-leg porrigde my grandama made! (mayb thats why she still gives mean kicks.Amma ah, why lah you go promote violence by feeding her frog legs??) fitted her entire fist in her mouth,and presto knuckle-sandwich! almost eating Lesley's plactisine project (which was in the shape of a hamburger) ate sticky-lumpy-gooey baby food stuff for breakfast lunch and dinner! (yelchh)
Hmmm...but i must confess, the baby biscuits were tasty.Lesley and i helped ourselves on occasions when we were bored with our jacob's cream crackers.

6.She had nice fur.
Hehe.. of course i meant HAIR lar!Yeah, and i mean REALLY nice hair leh. her jet black hair was straight on top, till her neck, then it curled out so nicely like those little porcelain doll. seriously gorgeous! i loved the curls!!
But now i'm starting to wonder if her hair biting habit was what helped her gain such beautiful curls.Cos since she stopped that habit and grew up, she lost her curls.
hmmm... *lick lick* (cant reach lar,my hair too short *sob*)

7.She was incharge of asking our parents for things.
When we wanted to watch tv.When we wanted to go pasar malam.When we wanted to go for ice cream.When we wanted to go padang.When we wanted McDonalds.When we wanted to watch a movie.
We just had to convince her, that she WANTED it too. cruel to make use of lil girls i know, but she was the youngest, and the cuter one. i mean my dad wont believe me if i told him i wanted to watch a disney movie on tv now rite? (or maybe he would *shrug*)
And dont be deceived, as she grew older and more cunning, we had to do things in exchange for her services too. eat her vitamins, do her share of ironing, help her finish her milo, make the bananas and papayas magically disappear.

8.She has too many boyfriends.
I need a new broom to sweep them of our doorstep, the old one's worn out. and NoOoOoOo Im not jealous =P

9.She knows too much about computers.
''Aiyo, cheh, you dont know what is html ah?so uncools wan, so lames, so whatevers wan.'' (hehe..okok so i added the uncools,lames and whatevers.just watched 'I No Stupid Too' nice movie!)
and again, No, im not jealous.

10. Her older sister prays,hopes,begs, that she wont read this post. EVER.
But she is still gona post it up anyways cos she wants to remind herself years from now how Ms.Suyan had potty trouble! *sniggers*
I mean, not like her lil friends will ever find this blog,read bout her and tease her endlessly till she has a nervous breakdown rite?11 year olds just arent that smart rite?

*phew*

ahh..have to write another post for Lesley also, since she always say my table messy and make me clean my room. aint she just cruel? just you wait Ms.Lesley Tan Suwen. just you wait . =P