the Rice Awareness Month!
So, here we are....


DAD - BABY RACHEL - MOM
A sad Dad's poem...
This is a beautiful poem... There is an appeal from a Zimbabwean couple at the bottom of message, not asking for anything more than that you hand the poem on. The husband wrote the poem.
Here it goes:
Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is.
Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry and pick you up and take you to the park to play.

This is my very first entry for YS and this was taken by me when we had our socials last Wednesday night. It is one of the cocktail foods served at that time. Guess what? It's a boiled egg cut into half. At first I was so hesitant to taste it because it's just an egg, but when they forced me to ate it oh my! it was so yummy!! It's some kinda topped with chocolates and a sprinkled veggies. I don't know what's the exact name of this recipe, I forgot to ask the waiter. I'd like to make a version of this on my own.(LOL) Sorry, I was not able to remove the cellophane cover!

Here we go again, every time our telephone rungs she will immediately run over and picked up the phone. Then she will say “Hello?, Mommy Ging? ….bye”. She is always expectant of my older sister’s call from abroad. Even our cell phone rings though it’s just a message she will be the one to answer it and say her lines. She’s a certified call center agent like my brother.

