Another cool game site for kids

Here is another site that my boy loves to go. PBS Kids

The other day he saw this vTech games in Jusco. There were like 2 kids waiting in line and he told me he doesn't mind waiting. Wahlau eh..I pengsan. Luckily I also very clever, I conned him to come home fast so I could install a new game for him. Aiyoo...me is the biggest culprit here. *Shake head*.

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