What is the role and image of a father in your eyes? Maybe we could take this chance to have a small little discussion? Well, for me, the role and image of a father is a man who brings the bread home. A man who plays with his children when he got back home after work if he's not tired or the children were still awake. He may looks fierce and unapproachable but he seldom scolds or beats them. He loves teasing and playing with his kids, loves asking them to massage for him, after which he'd rewards them with money but if you ever make him angry, he flew into a rage and just grabbed anything within his reach to whack you up！ This is my father (we call him papa) when we were young and now that we've all grown up of course he don't whack us anymore but he has become more and more naggy！So naggy that even my Mom also can't stand him！LOL
I'm not very closed to my papa when young. I don't talked to him, only called him whenever I see him and during meals. I'm closer to my Mom, in fact, I'm very attached to her even until now just like how attached Cheeky is to me(just like a superglue, can't be outta her sight)！But Mom says I'm a lot better, Cheeky is the worst 'superglue' she'd ever seen！
Now I'm closer to my papa than before, from the day I had Messy and is so much closer. We'll talk whenever we see each other and we can talk about anything, almost everything！ He even helped me to babysit Messy when she was young at about 18 mths when I had to go for my course. I took up manicure and pedicure full course that time and needed to attend class full day twice per week. After I completed my course, I found a job as a manicurist and enrolled Messy to a ChildCare centre nearby my parents' house. During that 2 years, my papa helped me to fetch Messy after school when it was time to fetch my Mom after work, brought her back to their house, had dinner (cooked by my papa, he can cook very well！) and waited for me to knock off. My papa did not work because of his legs. He can't sit, walk or stand for too long as it causes so much unbearable pain in his kneecaps and ankles.
My papa dotes Messy a lot more than Cheeky as their bonding is stronger because I took care of Cheeky all by myself from the day she is born. (a very cranky and difficult to handle baby that EVERYONE has phobia babysitting her including myself！) He spoilt Messy too much causing her to have the concept of "Never mind, I've GngGng公公 (grandfather in Hokkien, our dialect) as my backing or it's okay if you don't buy for me, GngGng will buy for sure." which I hate it！ No matter what, I'm still very grateful to my papa for everything, although we're not used to saying out "I U" but we know it deeply in our heart.
We had an advanced simple small celebration for Father's Day on 18th June, Saturday with home-cooked meal, all my papa's favourites, a Mango Fruits Cake that my sister bought and Black Pepper Prawns that my brother ordered from his friend who can cook very well.
|These prawns are caught by Hubby and Messy |
I arranged a heart shape specially for my papa
|Our 1st Family Photo|
|Papa and 3 grand-daughters|
|Father's Day Card and Present to Daddy from Messy|
She said this Treasure Box is the most suitable present
|Father's Day card and Present to Daddy from Cheeky|
She made the card in school
|My Twin Brother and his Precious, Cheryl|