Kow Fu's wedding--March 08

Long overdue pictures from Kow Fu's wedding! Finally, took them from Kow Fu (Mama took from his PC, that is, while he is away with Kow Mo in Japan! hehehhe..)

Happy Papa's Day!

Happy Papa's day (belated, I know)! Papa, just wanna let you know apart from my heavenly Papa, you're the world's best Papa to me!

Thank you for bathing me, waking up many times in the nights to change me, feed me, pat me, discipline me when I misbehave, cook my meals, do the house work, buy me toys, playing with me, bringing me out for gai gai, checking on me when I was sick and many many more.

I know you have sacrificed alot for Mama and me. So on this special day (yesterday), I wish you all the joy and happiness that God has for you. Most of all, more wisdom and prosperity so you can know how to discipline me as I grow "smarter" and need you to buy more toys! hehehehhee...

I LOVE YOU, PAPA!!!!

Phuket--Day 1

Yippee! Finally the day for us to go Phuket had arrived!! Well, I'm saying on behalf of Papa and Mama, of course. I didn't know what was going on then. :P

They woke me up exceptionally early that day; at 5.30am. I was still in a daze. Mama was worried because my eye was tearing and seemed swollen. Seemed like an allergic reaction had struck me again. Worse, they didn't pack my anti-itch medi, non at all. Everything, except that. You name it, Mama had it. Mopiko, Zambuk, paracetemol, cold mixture, flu medi, band aids, anti mosquito lotion and patch...the list goes on. ALL, but the allergy stuffs lah!

Thank God, when I reached T2, I was active!! Running around, exploring, climbing and pushing the stroller. While they had breakfast, I was playing at the kiddy playground. Cool. Not affected by the tearing eye and occasional coughs.

When we reached Phuket airport, the agency guide drove us to the hotel. On my way, I was edgy and cranky. So Papa whipped out his lethal weapon---PSP! Mama is such a genius, she told Papa to download some Barney and Hi Five shows in it for "emergencies!" And boy, they needed it more than a bottle of milk throughout the trip!

I was immediately "sedated" by it. Glued to it! And I would be "still". Against Mama's principle to expose kids like me to such high tech stuff, aka, "anti social equipment", she couldn't do anything but to hail to that blackie for once. Salute to the one who invented this.

And to our pleasant surprise, the hotel upgraded our room to the Busakorn wing!! Mama and Papa were so thankful. A good start to our holiday. It was the wing that Mama wished to check in to, but was too expensive. It had a more private and nice pool with lesser crowd compared to the main wing. We simply love the more spacious room too. God is good!

Then we headed for a swim. I loved it! But after my noon nap, I woke up crying for a good 5 to 10 mins. I was wailing. Probably, overly stimulated. The early morning wake, and everything new to me; the airport, Thais and ang mohs, hotel... So Mama had no choice but to stuff the passy in (good thing they brought one along) my mouth and I was instantly soothed. I cried till my whole head was sweaty. Pains Mama's heart.

My allergy didn't get worse too. Thank God, I got better by the day. I only cried like this twice during the trip. But on the 2nd time, I couldn't "trick" them into giving me the passy for long. Papa simply brought me to see the bench and viewed the pool, and I gladly took it for him.

Phuket--Day 2

I love my daily swim. Always had fun in the water. It was like the highlight of my day. As I swam more often, I was starting to explore around without holding onto Mama or Papa. I almost wanted to imitate Papa putting his head into the water too! But I dare not. Just managed to put my mouth in only :P.

My appetite wasn't too good too. Maybe I was not feeling well. Or teething. Papa and Mama didn't know why. But as long as I drank milk and nibbled on biscuits here and there, and I was as active as ever, they knew I was fine.

Day 2 was more shopping at Patong market and Otop market. Papa and Mama took turns to go for their massage at the hotel since someone had to look after me, right?! :P They were glad they decided to take up the package. Was a good relaxing time for them.

At night, we walked to the popular Patong market for dinner at a Japanese restaurant and Jungceylon for Swensen's ice cream. Dinner wasn't fantastic but a Japanese patron there said I was, "Kawaii!" Thank you thank you, uncle!

Phuket--Day 3

Day 3 was very tiring, well, at least for my parents. We hired a private taxi driver who took us to Phuket City, Big C and Tesco Lotus for shopping. We walked a long way from Tesco Lotus to Big C. But I was sitting in a stroller. The heat was a killer. Mama and Papa bought most things there, though they kept complaining that the things were not as cheap as they imagined. Probably, they were spoilt by Bangkok. Things and food in Phuket were indeed a little more expensive than in BK. Food was also a disappointment. In Bk Papa and Mama said that they could close eyes and just point to any restaurant, the food would be fantastic and dirt cheap.

Well, maybe taste buds were different since they had to be busy looking after me??? Too tired to be satisfied by food, my Mama said. But we all had fun and enjoyed ourselves.

Papa said, next trip, we shall try to go to a more "civilised" place--I mean more child-friendly or can rent a car for self drive so we could dump our barang barang into it instead of carrying them. Well, to me, anywhere is fun!

Phuket--Day 4

Day 4 was most relaxed. After breakfast at the hotel, we just chilled out at the Patong beach and walked one last time through the market to see if there was any last minute things to buy. Mama bought a bag, not bad. We had a great time walking along the beach, playing with sand and water. At Phuket airport was boring. Gotta check in early but the airport had nothing much. So I was bored and ran around like a wild monkey. I toppled the stroller for fun too! See how bored I was. Mama was feeling sick then. Caught a cold and was having a temperature. Poor Mama. And I had to give her a had time on the plane. The returning was tough. I think my ears hurt from the air pressure and I kept crying for Yeye and Nai Nai. My parents felt sorry for the passengers onboard, but couldn't do anything much. I refused water (at least the swallowing would help). The American guy next to us said to Papa when he apologied for my noise,"No sorry. It's ok. Not my problem anyways! It's your problem." He said this jokingly. Thank God, he wasn't offended. Quite a handsome guy, so I wasn't afraid of him too! Hahahahhaa....Oh, and I dropped a cup of water and the water split to another passenger's feet. Who asked him to go barefoot lah! :P