"Hi, Mom."
my seventeen year old walked into the house, dropped his backpack on the floor and sat in front of the piano began playing.
for one who learn to play by ear, he never cease to amaze me!

later that evening as i walked pass his room he called out, "Mom, listen to this," with pocket pc on one hand, he handed me the other half of the ear phone.
"One of my favorites." he said. " Soundtrack from Anime Kenshin."
(not the one that he had been playing all afternoon)

for a brief moment, mother and son sat by the edge of the bed,
lost in the beauty of "Her most beautiful smile".

it rained today, the long awaited rain!
it has been so hazy the last few weeks -
as we looked out the window, everything was kind of blurry.

that was kind of like our situation since our return:
we still have no idea which schools the younger boys will be attending, and my seventeen year old received news that his studies has to give way to military service by next July.....and all the whys, wheres and hows.
but the sun is still shining in the skies - God is in control, He is faithful and Good.

Jeremiah 32:27 "I am the LORD. The God of all mankind. Is anything too hard for me?"

happy 15th birthday

it's nice to have friends over on your birthday!
they had a lot of fun with the electronic Taboo and we had a roomful of laughter.
the home-made pizza with spicy anchovy topping was my favorite even tho the tandoori chicken topping was very good.
we got a mixer so i can baked the birthday cake and m&m cookies, we have been craving for cake & cookies for quite a while already!

profile of time - Salvador Dali

how to sum up the past three months in just a few words?
like my little one said, it was exciting at first:
we, like new comers were excited in getting to know the Garden City anew, moving around at ease with the excellent public transport system, enjoying the greenery, and of course, the enticing food!

but the process of getting the boys into the local schools drove us to the point of exasperation!

my fourteen year old uttered, "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious"
my seventeen year old said, " Excruciatingly *sian!!!"

*Singlish, means boring.

a trial run

we are having a pizza party for our fourteen year old this Sunday, my little one said,
"This is his golden birthday, turning fifteen on October 15!"
since this is once in the life time thing my better half is going to make a few pizzas with exotic toppings.

the trial run was a yummy success!

"Mon!"
I called out to a familiar figure rushing past the door as the Sunday service came to an end.
"Hey" She replied, a little startled.
"Can i have a hug?"
I walked up to her and stretched out my arms.
"Oh, sure!"
She put her arms around me and asked, "How are you?"
I blinked back the tears and said, " I miss hugs."

Yes. Hugs. That's what i miss most since moving back to the East.
You don't get any hugs unless you ask -
and you have to know who to ask for when you really need one.