South Union Park is a gem of a cafe-restaurant nestled in the East, and became our choice of venue to celebrate nine years of marriage earlier this month. We were curious to see how great the food was after seeing some delectable-looking photos on my friend’s IG, and we decided to bring the boys along with us for a cosy family dinner. Well, I’m glad to say that South Union Park certainly lived up to all our expectations! #notasponsoredpost
Truth be told, my Mandarin is bottom-of-the-pile pathetic. My friends know that I am Not. Kidding.
It wasn’t always that way – I actually scored As or near to As during my primary school days. Ironically, it was also during that time that I began to intensely dislike this language that forced me to spend long hours memorising words and phrases, and when the learning curve took a steep jump in secondary school, any interest in the subject was basically killed.
A wise pastor recently shared his own journey in recognising his personal inadequacies as a father, and in fact, how inadequate we all are as parents, and his words gave me much food for thought.
You see, I’ve never thought of myself as a perfect parent. I know all too well that what others see on my social media feed, and even on this blog, has been censored, filtered, painted in pretty words, no matter how raw or real. But the inner struggles of a parent are often not a pretty sight at all, and harsh words and unkind thoughts can’t be captured on camera. So no, I am definitely not a perfect parent.
But what struck me deeply about what he shared is that this is true of our own parents as well.
So after what seems like forever, I’m finally finishing up our Tokyo trip posts with our time at Disneyland and Disney Sea. It was a first for the boys and me (although my mum vaguely remembers they might have brought me to Disneyland when I was really young, but I seriously have no recollection of it and she’s not sure if she’s remembering that or Gold Coast, Australia, but anyway…) and definitely a great way to end our Japan holiday.
This weekend, I had the honour of spending a large chunk of time with the youths from my church. Watching these mostly 13-20 year olds take to the stage, many of them for the first time, I couldn’t help but realise that this will be my boys, some 10 years down the road.
Only ten years to go…
How quickly the four weeks have swept past us. It’s been a strange sort of holiday, with crazy-busy days interspersed with languid lazy ones. I loved the luxury of waking up just that little bit later (my boys are early risers, school or not), taking our time over breakfast, and meeting up with friends. Then there were the many fights to break up, toys to tidy, and the endless stream of “Why?” and “I can’t do it!” to respond to. It was energy-zapping and hilarious and exciting and stressful.
Imaginarium. Shrek. Mister Maker. Zoo. U Town. Sentosa. Cable Car. Grandma’s. Pizza. Rock Cakes. Art. More Pizza. Music. Books. Water Play. More Art. Family. Friends.
I am already missing our precious month of June. How about you?
There are still two days left to the June holidays, but since I’m going to be busy at Maker Faire this weekend, today feels like a last day of sorts. And what a wonderful evening we had! Thanks to the good folks at Singapore Navy, we had the incredible opportunity of going onboard the frigate RSS Tenacious and were treated to a special ship tour with Staff Officer (Public Relations) Yong Kee Onn.
The boys were so excited to board the ship, and explored every nook and cranny of the galley, bridge, flight deck, plonked on various chairs throughout the ship, gamely posed for a barrage of photos, cheered for the officers who performed for the Sunset Ceremony, and finally, dressed up in mini uniforms for a memorable snapshot!
The annual Navy@Vivo is coming round the corner once again, for the fourth year running. For the past few years, we have wanted to bring the boys for this event, but the timing has always clashed with our schedules… This year, the formidable-class frigate RSS Tenacious will be calling at VivoCity Promenade from 23-26 June, and we are finally going onboard this magnificent vessel for the first time.
It has been termed by The New York Times as”the worst act of terrorism on American soil since Sept. 11, 2001, and the deadliest attack on a gay target in the nation’s history”. This morning’s brutal mass shooting in an Orlando nightclub claimed 50 lives and wounded 53. When I saw the headlines this morning, and took in the images of grieving friends and family of the bereaved, I almost didn’t believe that this had happened. After all, it was just two days ago that the world lost a talented young woman called Christina Grimmie to another deadly shooting.
I can almost imagine the shock and horror that the people of Orlando, and the US as a whole, must be reeling from. Then again, perhaps many are numbed by the many incidents of gun violence the nation has experienced over the months. But it doesn’t matter.