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In the old days … Mondays were horrible. I hate Monday blues. Now, with Fitzand around … it got worse. I hate the thought of not being able to play with him the whole day (or at least most of the day) after spending the weekend with him. Hopefully he will not cry tomorrow morning when we leave him at the childcare center. I’ve not been able to eat breakfast for a week already since I’ve to leave him at the childcare and see him crying everytime we leave.

My cookie monster

Yesterday was Valentine’s day and also Fitzand’s mommy’s birthday. We decided to drop by Cafe Iguana at Clarke Quay for dinner (daddy’s excuse for getting some Indian Pale Ale) and of course Fitzand was having fun running around and enjoying some yummies. Mommy bought him a ‘giraffe’ which is way too tall for him, so he was dragging it around Clarke Quay.

Here’s a photo we took together about half an hour ago, when he was playing with my ‘robot’ camera before he went to bed.