At about 530pm, I took Lynn to the library. As we walk, I experienced the "lost" feeling. As we walk, in our casual t-shirt suitable for neighbourhood, I wonder if we will stay here for a long long time, and that Lynn will grow up a TPY kid. I use to move around a lot when I was younger; I was never a "whatever town" kid. I wonder when will Lynn be independent enough to roam TPY alone (cos TPY is vibrant and safe place), so that I can "nuay" at home, without having to feel "lost" bring her around places without WK. It's a strange feeling, but I can't help it..
After borrowing books from the library, we went to the nearby foodcourt to pack dinner (WK's mum had plans to dine out, so we only pack ours). We passed by the drink store first. Lynn wanted to buy ribena, but I say wait. When we talked, I think the cashier aunty heard our conversation. Then we went to the other end of the foodcourt, order zi cha, and sat down to wait. Then I took out $2, told Lynn to walk back to the drink stall, to buy the ribena. She refused at first, but I persuaded and threatened (no ribena!!). Eventually she went. The cashier aunty saw her, and probably helped her to complete the task (by asking if she wants to buy ribena, took the money, gave her change, gave her a cup with ice and straw, and the ribena of course).
(the first stall on the left at the background is the drink stall)
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