Tag Archives: two years old
“I am a bad boy”
Dear Js,
Abu left.
On the way to the airport:
J: “Mama, I don’t want Abu to leave us.”
Abu silent
j: “I’m feeling a little sleepy”
closed eyes
J: “but then you won’t be able to say goodbye to Abu.”
j: “at least I …
First visit to Grandma & Grandpa’s home (+ uncle’s wedding)
Dear Js,
Oh man. We’re finally back home. You have no idea. So happy to be home. And now that we’re finally over our jetlag, let me tell you how it went…
Act 1: Plane ride to KL. It started alright. We had tons of …
We’re home :) (+ happy birthday mama!)
Dear Js,
Buying a house felt like a scam. You sign papers that say you’re buying a house. But no house. You wire money into a stranger’s bank account. Still no house. It’s a lot of waiting, punctuated by “urgent! time sensitive!” demands from the …
“I don’t want to go to bed” (+ goodbye old home, hello new home)
Dear j,
Here we go again. J’s got the bedtime routine down now. But now that you’re two you are starting the “I don’t want to go to bed” thing. To make matters worse, mama’s weaning you off bedtime nursing. That was how you went …
j’s first day at preschool
Dear Js,
I love how comedians tell stories. I love how they can capture an audience and make them laugh. Here’s an example with Louis C.K. telling a story about his boat disaster with his kids — it’s from Jerry Seinfeld’s new series Comedians in …
Happy birthday, j
Dear Js,
So… I finally have something to start this letter with, because I almost killed you again. Let me tell you what happened. I’ll describe it almost exactly as I told mama after we made it back home, covered with mud and stinky with …
Sprinkler stomping
Dear Js,
You two came back from school, asleep, with no pants on. I asked, “What happened to his pants?” Mama said you guys got them soaked in mud. Both of you were so tired, you slept from 5.30pm thru dinner. No bath. J, you …
2 more ways to fail at dadding
Dear j,
The life of a parent is being worried about when you’ll screw up next. You fear that one of those goofups will result in your kids losing a finger, a tooth or an eye. Sometimes, no matter how much you worry, one of …
This made me cry on Christmas
Dear Js,
‘Twas the day before Christmas. Up north went all of us… to the Exploratorium! It was our first time.
By the way, I’m off work this week and next, so you’ve been with us every day. Boy it’s killing me. My voice is …
Discovering the joy of drawing
Dear Js,
One evening, I was supposed to be playing with you but I was mulling about a problem in my head. To sort my thoughts, I like to draw in my notebook. You came over and said, “Daddy, I want to draw with you.” …
