Thursday, 27 November 2014

Happy Birthday!

Some day in November 2014.

On leave and after my usual morning walk in the forest, received a SMS from yt:
"Think you wait for her to wake up then go lunch and bathe."
My reply was short as usual:
Then I remembered...
"Happy Birthday baobei. Give me advance notice. Walking in the forest."
Next this SMS came in:
"Can send previous SMS again? First part only, haha."
My sweet wife. Love you, ever, forever….

In the photograph: my sweet daughter working hard on her batik painting.

Tuesday, 25 November 2014

That Report Book!

Wednesday, 5 Nov 2014.

Reaching home after work, yt said...

"Your that friend ah... Aiyo, you want to sign her report book?"

Taking tz's report book, my heart was pumping... pumping very fast till I am wondering if I am going to get a heart attack?


Not good, not among the top in her school. Not that bad either, I think. Not that bad I think it would be. At least the lowest among her 3 subjects is still above my expected marks.

加油 tz!

Next, I started practicing my signature on a piece of paper. Once, twice, three times... I continue practicing to get that perfect signature in tz's report book. It must be like after 20 times then yt said...

"Aiyo... don't need to be so stressed. When will you stop practicing and start putting that signature of yours on her report book?"

The next morning...

"Wa!!! I like practicing more than 100 times before I sign on your daughter's report book!"
said yt.

Err... who say don't need to be so stressed huh? Haha...

That first experience with tz's report book. That Report Book. Interesting, isn't it. That classic reaction all parents will have to face.

Sunday, 23 November 2014

The girl that got addicted to blogging.

Saturday, 22 Nov 2014.

Over dinner last night with me,
tz asked:

"Daddy, can you put my video of in-line skates on your blog and write something about it?"

I nodded.

"Daddy, now la. Ok?"

Aiyo, speaking Singish again. Mummy is going to have headache you know? Anyway, your daddy is not a professional writer. I really can't just write in any place at any time. Well, a promise is a promise and that's why I sat in McDonald's writing about it today.

After a long long time, my blog. Not that I have nothing to write or no mood to write. Just no time... Or lazy? Haha...

No time, or rather can't find time to write because I got addicted to walking and getting the opportunity to catch up listening to my downloaded podcasts. Oh, or is it the other way round. Hmmm...

Good addiction anyway, either way. Right?

By the way,
tz started with scooter, then bicycle, and now in-line skates. Err... what's next?

How nice if it is bachelors, masters then doctorates degrees. Sigh~