the wandering and the wondering dad: yes, I am a dad. I travel and I think a lot because of my job. Wisdom begins in wondering and wandering. in this journey we call life, we often wander to different places and wonder about things. I like to record some of those here. If I left this world, some of the memories I recorded here would at least stay as a living proof on how I cherish my life. I've a good feeling the internet is here to stay.
05 June 2009
My lil Haziq
Boy, my lil son Haziq who is only 4 is probably the most difficult person that I ever have to negotiate with. I wanted to bring him for a haircut and he insisted that his mohawk would remain. Of course he loves to go to the barber shop as the indian barber would normally give him a lil lollypop as his way of keeping lil haziq still on the chair. I told him that he would need to get his hair cut as it has grown so long. Lil haziq would never say no to that offer but he would as always have a comeback to say at me. 'mohok babah' as he would normally say. I just have to nod yes as I knew saying no would always mean another comeback as he just loved to have the final word. Anyway, to cut the story short when we were at the barber shop, he was quick enough to tell the indian barber what he wanted and the barber understood him as usual.
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