Hong Kong phooey

We never have storms like this in Paris! Yesterday, there was this enormous storm in the afternoon, and all our windows shook. Bang, bang, bang, it was scary :-(. Papa told me it was like a hurricane but was called taifoon Dujuan (for "big wind" in chinese) I thought Dujuan was spanish, but Grandma told me it was the chinese name of a flower. Luckily, the storm was all over by this morning.

I am still enjoying my bath time so much these days. No more showers, but I can play with my 3 rubber duckies in my tub - I have a big one, a little one, and a medium one. I kick my feet and splash a lot. When I try to take a drink just like I do in the swimming pool, grandma won't let me.

We met big aunty's friend at the club today at lunchtime. First, big auntie fed me the lovely sweet potato she made for me. Then, aunty's friend Aggie held me in her arms for quite a while, saying googoo gaga rather a lot. I think I made a good impression :-) Papa also took me swimming today. Boy, was I exhausted: the water wasn't cold, and I swam ten lengths, kicking most of the time. Don't tell anyone, but I left parts of the contents of my stomach in the bottom of the pool.

I work out a lot too: when Grandma holds out her hands, I hold out both hands and do trunk curls, by lifting myself up off my back into an upright position.