Finally, a clean bill of health

This morning, EggEgg trotted into my room and snuggled next to me as I feed baby. I wonder if his recent flu has cleared up.

"How are you today, EggEgg?" He reported happily:

"娜娜無咳 EggEgg has no cough

娜娜無嘔 EggEgg has no vomit

娜娜無辣椒!  EggEgg has no chilli pepper!"
Huh? No chilli pepper? Ah... I think he meant, EggEgg has no sneeze.

For the first time this fortnight, I'm glad I don't have to wipe up snot on his nose. Yikes.

That night, Tonton said we should have congee for dinner, something plain for the stomach since we have been dining out too much.

I asked EggEgg, "Would you like congee for dinner?"

娜娜唔食粥 EggEgg doesn't want to eat conggee

娜娜食飯 EggEgg want to eat rice

娜娜嘔! Urk! EggEgg pukes!

Is this the earliest form of food protests? "I am going to puke with one more bloody bowl of congee!"