These are some photos that meant a lot to me. So, I actually do not care what others think ‘cos what matters are what are important to me. Yeah, right, it is a mushy post.
This is my handsome little #5 in his suit. Jerry, my niece’s boyfriend took it when we were in Singapore. We woke him quite early that morning around 8 am because he needs to be there to open the door for the bridegroom (my nephew, aka #5’s cousin brother). It is a Chinese wedding tradition to have a little boy to open the car door for the bridegroom. Initially, I thought he is going to throw a fuss and will definitely refused to put on the three-piece suits, i.e. a jacket, a bolero and a shirt inside. But nope, he was the angelic little boy, cannot wait to earn his angpow to buy toys.
Then, we went to church during the afternoon for the church wedding. I even managed to get him to wear an orange t-shirt like me. Both of us are perfect Sai Baba’s disciples, no? Tumeric orangey, uniform of the Hindraf group. If Hindraf needs extra members, call me lah!
I normally do not like to put my photo this big but I must say that it is a picture of happiness, bliss and completeness. In fact, my #5’s name is Marn or full or complete in Mandarin. Except that sometimes, I mispronounced the Marn and it sounds like Slow. Doh…
Now, the main part of the post…..
Few days ago, my #5 dug out an old album. It was taken on November, 2001. I remember because it was my #3 birthday. He was five years old (like my #5 now). He celebrated his birthday in the high dependency unit in Adventist hospital.
My #5 asked me, “Mommy….why I am not in the photo? Why only Vincent kor-kor?” Hmmm…why indeed? I told him, “Mommy hasn’t grown you yet. Mommy only grow you after Vincent kor-kor died. That’s why you are not in there lor…”
Eheh, I have almost the same smile. I think I gave birth only about 2 months and Vincent was still on oxygen but we removed his oxygen tube for a quickie photo session. The photos weren’t clear because we dare not use the flashlight and we only had a film SLR camera.
The above photo was taken somewhere in Sungai Buloh’s highway stop, when we were on our way home from Singapore recently. Those monkeys there can never pose for nice photos. They just had to act like those gangsters from Kung Fu Hustle. At least with this one, I don’t see anyone putting up a middle finger just when I was about to snap the picture.
Six years and the kids have grown so much!
The above video was taken some months back where my #5 wanted to try making cock-eye but he still has problems co-ordinating.
Anyway……God is great. I lose some, I win some. At the end of the day, we are still one happy family, a much more enriched one.