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May 2, 2011

drool on sticks

One thing I learned after being a parent – teaching a kid tenses can be such a pain.

Just the other day, my soon-to-be 5 year old daughter came to me and asked if she could bring her painted ice cream sticks into the bathroom…

Regine: “Daddy, may I bring the ice cream sticks into the bathroom?”

Me: “I don’t think you should, Regine.”

Regine: “Why, daddy?”

Me: “That’s because you drew on them, remember? The ink’s going to come off when wet.”

Regine: “But I didn’t drool on them!”

*facepalms*

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January 16, 2011

the beginning of my daughter’s sad week

My wife Emily was called to an overseas business trip for a week and departed the country 2 days ago. To many people, this would seem like an ordinary thing, but to my 4.5 year old daughter Regine, this means that for the first time ever in her life, she never gets to sleep beside her mother and never gets to see her for more than a day. That’s like me losing the lower half of my torso and both my arms.

I thought I could handle this task of taking care of my daughter, taking a cue to improve our bond in the process. But after just barely 2 days of being with her, I realized that I am no substitute of a mother’s love. My daughter’s not the same like when Emily’s around. She’s trying to act normal, but I know she’s just trying. When she thinks I am not around, she’d talk to my wife’s photo and kiss her belongings. Occasionally, I’d see a rogue tear or two rolling down her cheeks, but she wouldn’t cry because I had told her people her age are badasses and do not cry. It makes me just so sad seeing her like this. This whole business of having a kid, it’s really not for amateurs. I’m emotionally stretched to the limit here.

Here’s a picture of her in the park today. Had to bring her to the park, to take her mind off things.


Feigning happiness in the park for a few hours.

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October 11, 2010

pwned

It was a blackout, and I was sitting with my 4 year old daughter in the candlelit living room. It was getting stuffy so I offered to take her out

Me: “Let’s go to the mall.”

Regine: “No I don’t want to.”

She wanted to stay at home playing with a board game.

Me: “But it’s so hot in here!”

Regine: “I can always bathe maa.”

Me: “Your mommy wants you to bathe with only warm water, and the heater is not working right now (blackout). So you can’t bathe.”

She then cogitated for a short while, turned to look at me and said this,

Regine: “I have an idea.”

Me: “What is it?”

Regine: “Just boil some water with a kettle, and mix it with cold water, then you’d get warm water.”

I was of course, totally dumbfucked. She was right! I can’t help but think, here I am, a guy who is able to troubleshoot an electronic failure and stuff, but couldn’t think of a way to make water warm without electricity. I was totally pwned by a 4 year old!

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June 4, 2010

Regine turns 4

My daughter sleeps early, I don’t. My wife and I would usually tuck her to sleep, and then I’d leave the room to go about my business…
Yesterday, when I was about to leave the room,

Regine: “Daddy, are you going to sleep now, together with me?”

Me: “No, I’m not.”

Regine: “Why, daddy?”

Me: “Because I still have something to do.”

Regine: “Do what?”

Me: “Something.”

Regine: “Why?”

Me: “Because I have to.”

She has already reached the dreaded ‘why’ age, and would ask ‘why’ until the cure for cancer is found. But I discovered an effective solution yesterday – if you reply her ‘why’ question with the same answer as the original one, her mind would be tricked to go into a perpetual loop and call off the intention to ask more ‘whys’.

She’s about to turn 4 in a few days, and she makes everything better for me.

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February 18, 2010

Regine wants a pet

When I was tucking my daughter to sleep,

Regine : “Daddy, I want to keep a pet.”

Me : “What kind of pet do you want?”

Regine : “A goldfish.”

Me : “If you want a pet, you’ll have to be responsible for it.”

Regine : “I am going to name it ‘Ham'”

Me : “But I don’t like the idea of anyone keeping a pet. Think about it, instead of swimming inside a bowl, the fish would be happier swimming in a river or lake somewhere, where it gets to play with its friends and relatives, right?”

That was my cheap shot to avert the idea of having to buy her a goldfish.

Regine : [nods]

Me : “So which do you think is better? Keep that goldfish in a bowl as a pet? Or let it swim freely outside and being happy with other fishes?”

Regine : “Keep as a pet.”

Me : [legs up in the air]

I thought I was in for a good start there. You know, infusing the thought about animal cruelty and shit, so that I don’t have to worry about no pets. But it didn’t turn out quite right. You should have seen her face when she gave me that last reply. It was that ‘who gives a crap about a goddamn goldfish’ kind of expression… Mein gott in himmel!

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