The lines blurred between whether it was a Sunday or a CNY day. Anyhow, the kids woke up to cartoon, fried rice and scooting. It took us a long while to get out as usual.
We spent the afternoon at Mr H’s auntie’s place. It was always nice for the kids to have playmates. We swung by home for some rest and visited my cousin’s place. Both Mr H and I had barely or were actually still recovering from our illnesses, so we were really tired.
We had a cosy hotpot dinner, watched TV, replenished angpow stash and let the kids hog the TV for FIFA.