Saturday, November 05, 2005

A father's chronicle (Still marching on)

It has been more than a month since I've blogged. Terrible, isn't it? For those who have been missing A father's chronicle, .... thank you for missing it. A month have quickly gone... and now Gracia is more than a month old already. I am not sure whether the weighing machine is quite right today, but she has doubled her weight! Anyway... now that I've two kids, I find time is really too little. I've not been reading, have not been running (OK, there was a 10 km run that I did last week while everybody was sleeping). But I've enjoyed Theophilus even more immensely, and awaiting somewhat impatiently that Gracia will talk to me asap! I've already "stolen" so many kisses from her already.

So, I am still trying to keep up with as much reading as possible. As much programming as possible. As much exercise as allowable.... it is good to be a father of two. Somehow, at least I know what is "going to happen" next. I can understand why my patience is running thin at certain hour (late in the night or rather dead early in the morning).... and I can understand the frustration of my wife better.

Today, Theophilus woke up a bit too early and we managed to catch sunrise together. He marvelled at the beautiful colors of sun rise... he is already very captured by sunset (which is my favourite, unlike Yan who likes sunrise... but today she finally could not keep her eye lids up to the mark).

Son: Dad, sunrise is very beautiful. It is so colorful... but sunset is more beautiful...

Dad: Ya, I like sunset.

Son: Where does the sun goes when it is in the night? Does it go home to sleep too?

Dad: (Huh? Ha ha ha ha ha ...)

OK, what happened after that is so within expectation... I took two balls and began my lesson on the solar system, how the earth revolve around the sun and with the earth still spinning... quite a feat to ensure the revolution and the spinning... I think he understand it slightly better now.

Children... they are so pure in heart. I wish to be like them. I want to be like them.

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.