it's not snowin, it's only rainin...

it's december. and it rains everyday come december...what a wet day everyday. the laundry is still wet, hangin by the rail. this time of the year, i always have the urge to rush out to the electrical store to grab a dryer. so that all the clothes would be dried to perfection. like a roast chicken is a 200 degree celcius oven.

i hate damp clothes, no crisps and no nice floral scent when you put it on. but on thing i love most about december is this is the month my precious little angel came into our lives.

God's greatest blessin to all mankind, the little ones.

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