Potty/Toilet Training - Part 1

budak yang nak kena train

Salam u all...topik hari ni ialah Potty/Toilet Train...actually dah lama dah i pasang niat nak start train sofea...tapi biasa la...dalam sehari tu sekali je i bawak dia pegi toilet...pastu sofea pun cakap takde la mommy...takde pun...pastu i pun dah malas....then bila baca or dengar cerita kawan-kawan lain yang dah berjaya train their kids, i pun jeles la kan pastu berkobar-kobar balik nak train sofea...kiranya hangat-hangat taik ayam la....lagipun i belum bersedia dari segi mental dan fizikal kalau sofea terkucil merata-rata kan...but in the same time i dah browse la dalam internet nak carik tips-tips yang berguna....ni antara yang i buat for my reference:

Toilet Training Your Child
When should I start toilet training my child?
Do not start toilet training until both you and your child are ready. You are ready when you are able to devote the time and energy necessary to encourage your child on a daily basis for at least 3 months.Your child is ready when he or she can signal that the diaper is wet or soiled, or when your child is able to say that he or she would like to go to the potty. This usually occurs when a child is 18 to 24 months of age. However, it is not uncommon for a child to still be in diapers at 2 and a half to 3 years of age.

How should I prepare my child for toilet training?
Allow your child to be present when you go to the bathroom and make your child feel comfortable in the bathroom. Allow your child to see urine and bowel movements in the toilet. Let your child play with flushing the toilet.Before toilet training your child, place a potty chair in your child's normal living and play area so that your child will become familiar with the potty. Consider placing a potty chair on each floor of the house if you live in a multilevel home. Allow your child to observe, touch and become familiar with the potty chair.Tell your child that the potty chair is his or her own chair. Allow your child to sit fully clothed on the potty chair, as if it were a regular chair. Allow your child to leave the potty chair at any time. Do not force your child to spend time sitting on the chair.After your child has become used to the potty chair and sits on it regularly with his or her clothes on, try having your child sit on the potty without wearing pants and a diaper. Let your child become comfortable with sitting on the potty without wearing pants and a diaper.The next step is to show your child how the potty chair is used. Place stool from a dirty diaper into the potty chair. Allow your child to observe the transfer of the bowel movement from the potty chair into the toilet. Let your child flush the toilet and watch the bowel movement disappear down the toilet.

How do I teach my child to use the toilet?
After your child has become comfortable with flushing the toilet and sitting on the potty chair, you may begin teaching your child to go to the bathroom. Keep your child in loose, easily removable pants.Place your child on the potty chair whenever he or she signals the need to go to the bathroom. Your child's facial expression may change when he or she feels the need to urinate or to have a bowel movement. Your child may stop any activity he or she is engaged in when he or she feels the need to go to the bathroom.Most children have a bowel movement once a day, usually within an hour after eating. Most children urinate within an hour after having a large drink.In addition to watching for signals that your child needs to urinate or have a bowel movement, place your child on the potty at regular intervals. This may be as often as every 1and a half to 2 hours.Stay with your child when he or she is on the potty chair. Reading or talking to your child when he or she is sitting on the potty may help your child relax. Praise your child when he or she goes to the bathroom in the potty chair, but do not express disappointment if your child does not urinate or have a bowel movement in the potty. Be patient with your child.Once your child has learned to use the potty chair, your child can begin using an over-the-toilet seat and a step-up stool.

How long will it take to toilet train my child?
It may take up to 3 months. It is important for you to be patient and supportive. Do not punish your child when he or she has an accident.If your child is not toilet trained within 3 months, consult your family doctor. The most likely reason your child has not learned to use the potty is that your child is not yet ready for toilet training.

i hope that by umur sofea 3tahun (11th Feb 2010), at least dia dah boleh cakap la kalau dia nak wee or doo...harap-harapnye berjaya la ye...so ni benda-benda yang perlu:

• first sekali of coz la kena ada potty chair nye kan...as for me potty dah tak payah beli sebab tokbah sofea dah belikan for her 1st birthday...lama dah kan...potty sofea bentuk macam kerusi..so kalau taknak buat potty, nak buat kerusi untuk tengok tv pun boleh;-) i dah letak potty tu dalam 2nd bathroom yang senang nak access from living room, dining area, kitchen and toy room...
  
• secondly of coz la budak kecik yang nak kena train tu...kira trainee la kan...hehehe...rasanya dia dah ready...umur pun dah masuk 2thn 9bln...mulut pun macam mak nenek kan..
  
• then trainer pun mesti ready kan...on sunday tu siap tanya hubby susah tak nak cuci carpet kalau kena pee sofea...mudah-mudahan kuat la semangat i dan diberi tahap kesabaran yang tinggi;-) takut gak kalau jadik hulk kan...for the time being i train during weekend je la...kalau tahap accident kurang boleh la minta tolong maid MIL tolong train during weekdays...


• bahan-bahan bacaan untuk sofea guna masa tengah dok dalam toilet...penting jugak ni sebab lama kan nak tunggu...boring pulak minah tu karang


• rewards untuk trainee..hari tu sofea nak belon..so i dah belikan belon satu pek...ada 15 biji(kalau belon biji ke ek...hehehe)...daddy sofea jadi tukang blow sebab kalau mommy sofea yang blow harapkan pipi je yang kembung...takde la bagi semua terus...bagi satu dulu...masa i beli kan tu hubby cakap i bribe sofea...i cakap tu bukan bribe, tu reward...there's a very fine line between those words...depends on our intention kan...betul tak kawan-kawan...hehehe

rasanya tu je la kot...kalau ada tertinggal boleh tak u all tinggalkan comment:-D

so nak dijadikan cerita, on sunday tu i dah nekad nak start jugak...lepas je mandi i tak pakaikan diaper kat sofea...pakai panty je...sebab kalau pakai kan diaper, automatic i pun take for granted...masa tu dah pukul 12noon...kantoi sofea mandi lambat...hehehe...bukan selalu camtu ye kawan-kawan...sometimes je terbabas...so i pun set la every 2 hrs i bawak sofea duduk atas potty dia...susah jugak nak pujuk dia...dalam pukul 2 tu i cakap nak bagi coklat...dia pun agree la...i baca kan la story book kat dia...sambil tu dia ngomel la takde pun...takde pun....so 1st time tu memang dia tak pee...pakaikan balik panty dia...dalam pukul 3 tu i bawak lagi sebab takde kan...masa ni dia memang taknak...kebetulan dia nak belon masa tu...i pun cakap la nanti mommy beli balloon ok...dia jawab thofea nak pink balloon...oklah sofea...dia pun ikut la masuk...sama jugak takde keluar...i letak dia dalam 10minutes camtu la..sambil tu i buat la apa-apa yang patut...dengar la dia ngomel sorang-sorang...then dalam pukul 4 pujuk dia lagi...letak dia atas potty i pun keluar...tetiba dengar dia cakap ada la mommy...i pun terus la masuk bathroom...bila intai takde pun...sekali tu baru ada...masa ni muka sofea macam surprise sangat...sebab 1st time kot tengok camne air keluar kan...hahahhaha....dia terus cakap "thofea tembak square"...*dia cakap tembak sebab kat rumah i pakai kepala paip yang jenis tekan tu pastu keluar air...hubby selalu cakap kat sofea tembak air...tu yang dia cakap tembak tu...hehhehe...square tu tiles dalam bathroom...ada lah air k*nc*ng dia yang terkena kat lantai*...excited and proud sangat dia...i pun of coz la proud sangat of her....bising la dua beranak dalam bathroom tu sebab excited melampau...hehehhe....lepas dah cuci tu i pun pakaikan la diaper sebab we all nak keluar...so for 1st day succeed la kan...4 hrs diaper free and no accident ;-) tak sabar nak tunggu this saturday...2nd day of mission...kalau ok i'll update in my blog ye...kalau senyap je tu maknanya takde la tu kan...heehhee...

so mommies out there, jom la share ur experience how to potty/toilet train ur kid...sesiapa yang nak share, boleh la post in your blog and then leave ur blog url kat comment ye...i really need help...okaylah..have to stop now...talk to u later...bye

muka budak happy dapat tembak kat square...heheheh

I Love You

Salam u all...tadi i bukak blog yusvogue and i found the article that she posted so touching...so i nak share la...to my hubby, i love u so much....i hope our marriage will last forever....promise ok....
kalau rasa-rasa macam bosan tu boleh la dukung i hari-hari;-)
so my dear friends...sila la baca ye...

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If your spouse has no email, please print for them.

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All Married Couples and To All Future Couples!!!!

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger.
I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed.
So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more.
Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart'
The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy.
Do have a real happy marriage!If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage.
Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken.
We teach some by what we say
We teach some more by what we do
But we teach most by what we are
- Unknown
You don't get to choose how you are going to die, or when, but, you can decide how you are going to live, here and now.

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ni ada lagi satu article i dapat from ayien's blog...

4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.
There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftover, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all I heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!Boy was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking!
He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn’t anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet; hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles.. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."
At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son’s room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.
A year has passed since the episode; I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten.. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son’s absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show’ organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....
Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the Christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day’s work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ‘I’m sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.His answer, amidst his sobbing, was: The letters were for Mummy.My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: "But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: "I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."
After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say.....I told my son, "Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly.
On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldn’t help opening the letter before they turn to ash.And one of the letters broke my heart....
Dear Mummy,
I miss you so much! Today, there was a ‘Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldn’t help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room.. I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think.. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why haven’t you appear?
After reading the letter, I can’t stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....
For the females with children:
Don't do so much overtime.
If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem.
Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.
For the married men:
Drink less; smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business or clients.
Try thinking this way; are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? Or your boss is totally dependent on you?
In this society, no one is indispensable.
Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.
For those singles out there:
Beauty lies in loving yourself first.With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than your well being.

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so dari 2 articles ni, i think we should always appreciate our love ones...don't take things for granted and always tell your spouse, children, parents, family n friends that you love them...kita tak tau apa akan jadi in future kan...okaylah u all...have a nice weekend ya!talk to u later...bye

Thumb-sucking

Hari ni i nak cite sikit pasal my sofea..pagi tadi check email dapat e-newsletter from babycenter..ada article about thumb-sucking...sofea memang suka sgt sucks her thumb since baby lagi...kalau tengok dekat thumb dia tu memang dah berbekas...i pun tak tau la nak buat camne..takkan nak marah2 sampai nak pukul kan..selalu bila dia start masuk thumb dia dalam mulut, i akan remind dia la suruh cabut...memula dia cabut...nanti x sampai seminit dia masuk balik...dia macam terlupa tau...selalunya sofea suka suck thumb dia masa nak tido and tgk tv...risau jugak kan..ramai jugak family yang tegur pasal sofea ni...i pun tak tau nak jwb ape..bukannya kita sesaje bagi jari dia suruh hisap kan...so bila baca article ni lega la sikit..i paste kan article ni kat sini ye..
credit to babycenter.com
1st article
Why children suck their thumbs
Kids suck their thumbs because it's comforting and calming. Your 2-year-old probably practiced this habit while he was still in the womb and perfected it as an infant. Now he turns to his thumb when he's tired, scared, bored, sick, or trying to adjust to challenges such as starting daycare or preschool for the first time or enduring long car rides. He may also use his thumb to fall asleep at bedtime and to lull himself back to slumber when he wakes up in the middle of the night.

What to do about thumb-sucking
Don't worry too much. Although you may fret that thumb-sucking is hurting your 2-year-old's teeth or jaw, children can safely suck their thumbs until age 3 or 4, according to the American Dental Association. Keep in mind, too, that not all thumb-sucking is equally damaging; experts say it's the intensity of the sucking and the tongue's thrust that deforms teeth and makes braces necessary later. Kids who rest their thumbs passively in their mouths are less likely to have difficulty than children who suck aggressively. So watch your child and analyze his technique. If he sucks vigorously, you may want to begin curbing his habit earlier, say when he turns 3.Let it go. Punishing your 2-year-old or nagging him to get his thumb out of his mouth won't help, because he probably doesn't even realize he's doing it. Techniques such as putting elastic bandages on his thumb will seem like unjust punishment, especially since he indulges in the habit for comfort and security. Plus, as is often the case with 2-year-olds, pressuring him to stop may intensify his desire to do it even more. In any event, kids usually give up thumb-sucking when they've found other ways to calm and comfort themselves. If your child tends to suck his thumb when he's hungry, for instance, within a year or two he'll learn to simply open the fridge and look for something to eat, or ask you for a snack instead.Bait and switch. If you can identify times and places when your 2-year-old is particularly likely to suck his thumb — while watching television, for instance — you might try giving him a substitute, such as a rubber ball to squeeze or finger puppets to play with. If he tends to suck his thumb when he's tired, you might consider letting him doze for longer in the afternoon or moving up his bedtime a bit. Or if he turns to his thumb when he's frustrated, help him put his feelings into words. The key is to notice when and where sucking occurs and to divert his attention by offering an alternative. Together, you and your child can find solutions that will — eventually — help him kick the thumb habit.

2nd article
When should my child stop sucking her thumb?
Even with all I've read about thumb-sucking and pacifiers, I just don't know what I should do. My 8-month-old daughter prefers her thumb, but people say a pacifier is better for her. When should she stop sucking her thumb or the pacifier? Is either one a bad habit?
Expert Answers
Suzanne Dixon, pediatrician
Babies use sucking to calm and settle themselves. Thumb-sucking starts before birth (there are pictures taken of fetuses sucking their thumbs in utero)and can be a very helpful way for babies to cope with tension. There are many advantages to allowing children to suck their thumbs rather than a pacifer: Thumbs are always there, don't fall on the floor, aren't tied to children's clothing by potentially dangerous strings that can get caught on things, and are under the baby's own control.Children usually give up thumb-sucking when they develop other ways to calm down and comfort themselves, usually by age 4 to 5, although many children suck their thumbs at night or occasionally, when stresses become too much, for many years beyond that.It's unlikely that your child will continue sucking her pacifier well into the childhood years when it might threaten proper dental development. During the years your child is likely to be using a pacifier, she only has her baby teeth; permanent dentition generally doesn't appear until around age 6.I wouldn't attempt to "break her" of the habit until she's ready to give it up on her own. You're unlikely to be successful, and it will only lead to unnecessary struggles and frustration for both of you. If you decide to restrict her access to a pacifier, help her find her thumb, or offer her a blanket or a soft toy to comfort herself instead.
so pada u all yang face the same problem like me, care to share ur solution..ni i letak beberapa gambar sofea yang tgh sucked her thumb...talk to u later..bye