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Who cares? So what?

Mountains out of mole-hills?
If you remember the article from the local daily a couple of weeks ago, Amber Chia's baby is finally out to pose in the press. Too bad there were no paparazzis snooping around ala-Brangelina type of scenario around Ashton's way! Anyway everybody is just making a mountain out of a mole hill. So Amber has a kid, so what? Just doing what biology has taught us and nature will take its course in due time, big deal. No new ground-breaking record breaking discovery here!
But I guess that is the job of the people in the press and the media (including advertisement moguls) - to create an apparent need or dying desire to know everything out of and apparently an insignificant and trivial event and sell it like hot cakes whilst smoking their Cuban cigar and laughing all the way to the bank!
Who cares what the leaders or sportsmen do outside their normal working hours? Just because you are a star, it does not mean that what you do (like dangling your baby off the window or driving with your infant at the steering wheel) fascinates and boggles most simpleton minds!
Like in the story below, so what if Amber Chia is feeding her baby: And she is not breastfeeding; And she is feeding an empty bottle? And she is holding it at an awkward angle! For all you know the maid (nanny) may the one who is fully attending to the infant 100%! The star may be too posh to mind the baby, the manicure makes it just not practical!
I remember a few years ago, my neighbour in Malacca used to baby-sit a couple's children until the babies were about 2 to 3 years old before the parents took them back to their homes. Soon after the babies were born, the mother would send them to this neighbour's house. The parents would drop by at my neighbour's house after work for about 2 hours. After that they would then say their goodbyes to their kids and carry on with their lives until the next evening when they would drop in again. The reason for this kind of arrangement is the children by then would be toilet trained and easier to handle (among other reasons). Interesting...


Tuesday October 19, 2010
Amber Chia’s baby boy to follow in mum’s footsteps

KUALA LUMPUR: Supermodel Amber Chia’s son Ashton Wong Jian Way is only a mere three weeks old, but the talent scouts have come a-calling. His parents have negotiated a deal for Ashton to be the model in an advertising campaign for a milk bottle company. Ashton will “start work” when he turns three months old for a print ad. The baby, born in a private hospital here on Sept 27, is a natural and loves to pose.
Model family: Chia feeding her baby as
Adrian looks on at their home in
Kuala Lumpur yesterday.

Whenever there are visitors, he will open his eyes widely and smile, said Chia. “It’s so easy to take care of him. He only cries when he’s hungry. “He likes to spend most of his time sleeping or observing the surroundings,” she said at her home off Jalan Klang Lama here. Now, who does Ashton look like? He’s got a good mix of genes from both parents. While his features resemble those of his dad, he’s got a pointy chin, long legs and arms like his model mum.

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  1. You are right. nothing so great to shout about.

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