27 April 2008


Sit down, you won't believe it: this is a current posting, a picture taken just today. I know, there's lots of backlog we still need to do, but I like this picture.

It was a friend's daughter's 1-year-old birthday party @ Gymboree. Happy Birthday, Sarah!

25 April 2008

Falling in Love

Daddy here, finally -- and with a seriously sappy blog entry. The other day Trinh & I were playing hide-and-seek in a small quasi-wooded section of our local park. At one point I jumped out from behind a tree to "find" her, only to find a strange, almost forlorn look on her face.

"Daddy," she said, shyly, "I want to fall in love with you."


It took me seconds or minutes to recover, I'm not sure which. I finally stammered out something lame and cliché like "Well, Daddy fell in love with you the moment he saw you." The moment passed, and we went back to hiding and finding.

I've thought about that plenty over the last week. Clichés annoy me, sometimes nearly nauseate me. I firmly believe that the Demotivational Posters touted by despair.com strike exactly the right tone.

And yet, I'm a consultant in most senses of the word. To radically misquote Holmes, "...[the buzzwords which I employ], and which appear to you to be so chimerical, are really extremely practical – so practical that I depend upon them for my bread and cheese.”

Thus, often to my chagrin, I trade in cliché. That's part of why this one hit me.

From another's tongue, "falling in love" would have struck me as grossly cliché. But from my daughter, at that time and place, full of innocence and devoid of irony...it simply struck me. Hard.

I may never recover. May it always be thus.

15 April 2008

The Little Brother

The parental units brought my little brother Taison home a few months ago. Since then, I have been woefully neglected... to the point that I am suffering from A.D.D. (Attention Deficit Disorder). Not to mention that my blog has been ignored for months and months!!!

But to tell you the truth... I like the little guy. He is really sweet and cute. I just wish the Mama would realize that it's MY job to care for Baby Tai and HER job to care for me!!

Mama keeps smelling the little dude. She says he smells yummy. I took a whiff...

BLECH! He smells like BOY! Yuck!

The Princess Chronicles

Our Little Princess scored some princess dress up clothes for Christmas from her Godmother Trang as well as from the Mama. Lately, she has adored the idea of being a princess. She knows all the popular princesses by name. There have been many, many days lately when she struts around the house in her plastic princess pumps. She calls them her glass slippers. How cute is that?

Everyone knows that being a princess means wearing pretty clothes and going to the ball to meet and eventually marry a prince. Here she is dancing at the ball with Ong. She insists though that she's not going to marry a prince. She's going to marry Mama or Daddy.