When the time comes for me to drink water, I usually insist on grasping my own bottle. Hee hee... Which I think Daddy & Mummy are happier in any case. 'Cos they don't have to hold it for me anymore...
But I'm still not too pro at it though. Sometimes the teat ends up poking my eye or up my nostrils. Hmph!
I know lah...my shirt very ku-niang. It's not my fault...Bleah!
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