Your bottle is my bottle, is how Joel sees it. I’m partly to blame for his behavior towards Ezra’s bottle, because I switched Joel’s to a bigger sized bottle while passing over his smaller bottle for Ezra’s use. Joel still hasn’t gotten the hang of the idea.

So what has happened is that not only is Joel drinking off his new bottle, he also drinks off Ezra’s (and Ezra’s formula) just because he enjoys it. I would make a bottle for Joel, and a bottle for Ezra, and when it’s Ezra’s feeding time, it’s abracadabra gone and the next thing I knew Joel was happily sucking his baby brother’s feed. Oh well.

By the way, I never meant to abandon this blog for so long. It’s just that, well, you know, life comes first, blogging second I hope my posting will resume to normal starting today. I’ll be doing a bit of back posting too just to fill up the gaps.

The school bus may look harmless to you just by looking at the photo, but you didn’t see how packed it is. School children were stuffed in like they were in a can of sardines.

How desperate is a school bus operator for money that he or she (in this case, unfortunately, it’s a she) is willing to let the kids get cramped like that? A bus which is suppose to seat 15 at the most seemed to seat almost 25 kids.

Give me the number of the school bus association, and the next time I see one like this, not only will I report it to the association, I won’t hesitate to report this predicament to the papers.