I am A Good Boy

Mama has been going out to give tuition on Saturday mornings before I was born and after I came along, it was decided that Papa will take care of me on Saturday mornings and Mama will continue to give tuition outside.

Initially, Papa found it difficult to take care of me when I was very young, say a few months old. On weekdays mornings, I will usually be sleeping but when it comes to Saturday mornings, I will fuss as if I was intentionally making things difficult for Papa. Mama thought this might be so because I regarded Papa as my playmate and I wanted him to play with me. Whatever the reason, it was really tough for Papa to handle me on Saturday mornings in those days.

Now, it's a different story. As long as Papa is not tired, he is happy to take care of me on Saturday mornings. It's our father-and-son time. On one of the Saturday mornings this year, Papa actually took me to Yew Tee Central to run some errands and bought me a waffle to eat. Then we watched the MRT trains go by together.

Last Saturday morning, Papa and I walked to Yew Tee Central together.
Sorry, no real photos available as Mama was giving tuition then. This picture of me and Papa walking along the corridor in Malacca should suffice to paint the picture? ;P

Yes, we were on foot and not in a car. Papa said he held my hand and we walked there for Hotcake breakfast at Mac Donald's and then we walked back.

When Mama came home, Papa even had the toilet washed and some housework done. He said it was as if I understood when Papa told me to stay in my playpen to watch Sesame Street disc while he went to wash the toilet. I really stayed there obediently and watched the telly.

Papa also said I am a joy to him because I like to keep things. Although I like to throw my toys out of my playpen, I usually keep them once Mama lets me out of the playpen. This means I am a neat person like Papa. Mama likes to say I looks like her on the outside but I really have Papa's traits such as being cautious and neat-loving on the inside. :)