A friend commented on the baby jargon we’ve accumulated over the past 9 months, but I’m sure it’s the same with all new parents.
One of the things that we’ve learned is that baby’s first few poops are a sticky greenish-black substance called “meconium”. That sounds more like the name of one of those modern designer condominium complexes than greenish-black baby poop.
Greenish-black baby poop should be called “whadda heow? why is his shit liddat?”
Some more, telling the taxi driver, “Uncle, drop me off at The Meconium” doesn’t sound out of place. Some condos do have stupid names anyway – like this one on Balmoral Road still under construction, called “Sui Generis“, because the developers think buyers will believe that their unit is one of a kind, just like the other 39 in the block.
And don’t worry, we’re not the sort of parents that take pictures of poop and post them up on the ingterneck.
We got stuck in the jam at Selegie Road last night but didn’t mind because of the Thaipusam spectacle and the awesome LED-adorned kavadis. That is, until we passed a line of tourist-ripping trishaws blasting Chinese pop music.
That, STB, is what is wrong with Singapore tourism.