Saturday, June 22, 2013

Our hunky husband-daddy star

14 June 2013

I'm terribly slow in catching up on my backlogs and I know, as I'm now updating the blog for the husband's birthday which was 2 weekends back (not that long a backlog!), by the time I'm done it would be the Father's Day weekend. And so, since it involves the same hunky star, I've decided to combine both celebrations in one blog entry.



Where do I start?

Here's a man, my husband and my kids father, who in our eyes (and we have high standards, mind you) is the most amazing guy around. He loves us with all his heart, places us above anyone, anything, makes us feel like the worlds best, mops the floor, washes the dishes, cleans the toilets, chauffeurs us around, bathes the son, runs out to get groceries at midnight without a complaint, puts up with my constant (and mostly unreasonable) demands... And truth be told I could go on and on and on, on why we love this person so dearly but I shan't make you cringe (any further).

Sure, he farts and snores and annoys us to the brink at times (haha i just had to add this in), but... every single day of my life, I just thank God he's mine and he's father to our kids.

I love you dearie and so does Wayne and Amanda. Thanks for all you have done for us and more than anything, for loving us the way you do. 

Mommy didn't prepare any present for daddy on this special day, but guess what, daddy's sweet daughter did! What better present to receive on Father's Day than having Amanda utter her first real word "Papa!!!" on the morning of Father's Day. Totally made daddy's day!!!!!!

Happy being 35 and happy Father's Day!


I wanted to upload the photos taken during our birthday celebration for him but I'm taking too long in the sorting, and our Father's Day celebration photos were much prettier with the beautiful greenery at Botanic Gardens where we had a picnic. So the birthday photos will have to wait and be posted in another entry. Meanwhile, here was how we celebrated Father's Day at Botanic Gardens. It was a really lovely morning, and with the haze confining us indoors the weeks after, aren't we glad we had this picnic! It was also Amanda's first picnic, and chubby girl was pretty happy being outdoors, munching on her bread and watching daddy and korkor run around with their Thomas beach ball. 


Loving his cherry tomatoes.. Wayne had the most food that morning, let me recall what we packed for him  : tomatoes, strawberries, yoghurt, bread, chicken biscuits with cheese dip, a packer of milo, yakult and his water bottle. All for this small boy!

See that little package.. that was prepared by Wayne in school for daddy - some cupcakes which contributed to our picnic food and a photo of Wayne with the message "Papa, wo ai ni!"



Love the sunshine glow on her face!




Here is Amanda watching korkor kick his ball around and trying to 'catch' the ball from where she was sitting!







We cheated a little, buying our picnic food from Food For Thought instead of packing our own. How convenient!! I love this!


Love this set of photos with Amanda laughing away, as you can guess, we were playing "Round and round the garden..." never fails to tickle this little gal!















Eat play love

Thanks to social media, this cafe has garnered quite a fan base in recent months. Mommy couldn't resist visiting this cafe after reading about it - it certainly looked like a place Wayne would love. The idea of us, mommies and daddies, being able to relax with our cuppa while the kids were kept entertained by themselves with art and craft certainly proved irresistable (me time!). Haha, of course, in reality, for Wayne... he would insist someone accompany him all-the-time. So when Sanyi suggested doing something fun with Wayne this weekend, we decided to pay Eat Play Love a visit. Turned out to be quite some fun for our little boy, while the family tucked in to some food and drinks, which while was nothing fantastic was decent enough.

End product after two hours : A beautiful piece of artwork, a necklace for mommy and a drawing for daddy. w