This is our very first family portrait. Artist of the masterpiece, our joker daddy.
In this pic, he drew a nice hairstyle for himself. Then he asked mommy if she spot any similarity of her hairstyle with our cocoyo. I asked, “What?” He pointed at our English Cocker Spaniel’s straight fringe then at mine. “Daddy!”
Daddy’s always proud about mommy’s slim arm. Mommy, “Daddy, this is too ‘heavy’ for a family portrait. Since when my name is spelled as S.E.X.?” Daddy answered from the other end of the house, “It’s a compliment. It spells SEXY with the Y. What were you thinking?” Mommy, “Oh, ok.”
Whenever my son would jump hard on me, leaving me half dead, I would answer him “Stop. Mommy is not daddy.” One day, he started answering, “Mommy is not daddy. Daddy is not animal.” Yikes! “Dad! Did you teach him that?”
See, mommy has a thing for frog. Well, not to the extent of touching everyone of them coz some might be deadly poisonous. Daddy is the type who would not even take a glance at frogs.
Daddy likes mommy to call him “lowkong”. Mommy prefers the sweet old “dear” coz it reminds her of one of her favorite ex who used to call her “dear”. Well daddy said it sounds just like old Santa calling one of his deers. Yikes! He’s always ripping mommy’s sweet memories.
Daddy has lost his set of house keys the 101th time. Mommy would go dingdong over it coz each time he loses it, we have to get a new set of locks replaced. Then daddy would point at our 3year old son, “He did it. I dunno where he hid it.”
At times, whenever our son sees daddy biting his nails, he’ll go, “Ah Pa, please don’t!”. Ya, daddy did that whenever he’s deep in his thought on his work. Now, our son is biting his nails too. It’s hereditary I guess 
When we both need to get our work done in urgency, we’ll just leave a few cups of water for our son to play with. So for a full hour of peace, daddy suggested we dig out all the cups we have in the house. Yap, WATER and MY SON. Two nouns that blend very well together. Dunno what’s the kick in doing that, he just likes it and we just let him as long as it can buy us what we crave most. Peace.
Haiz… quite a life. An imperfect life is a perfect life!
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Haha!! You make me laugh! I called my hubby “laugong” at home but I will call his name when we are outside of the house because he didn’t know I was calling him. His brain not yet being programme-”laugong=his name”
LOL… i can imagine u calling yr hubby and he being stone not knowing anything… hahaa!