Was out with the family this morning. Like any typical Singaporean family, our breakfast was not exactly the most healthy. Went to a good prata shop at Upper Thomson Road and all of us ate, laughed and generally had a good time.
After 4 pratas (actually they weren't very big but CD sized ones), I decided to go fishing. Only Evan wanted to go and so off we went. I decided to go to Kyoto pond at Farmway 3. Thank God that I had passed my driver's license (after 30 years but that's another post) cause it would had been impossible to get a cab in or out of this locale cause the location is really "ulu" meaning that it in the boonies!
Just driving and listening to Evan was good enough. During the drive, we spoke about many things - his time at school, the quarrels and fights with his friends (fight-make-up-friend again), and I even had the opportunity to pray with and for him. My boy is growing up and I remembered that I once cradled this 3.5kg baby in my arms way back on 22 Dec 1998. This baby is now growing into a teenager with both angst and potential.
Fishing was fun especially with my son. We spoke more and I realised that the fishing was really incidental. Evan just wanted to spend time with me and I with him. The end result was 5 fishes but really if we caught nothing, it would been just as fun spending time with my flesh and blood.
We got back at about 5 pm, cleaned up, got Lucas and went to Leisure Park for dinner with Mum. I had my "alone" time with Lucas as he sat with me on the way back in my car whilst Evan was with Mum in her car. Lucas and I were just comfortable with each other in the car and we had a good chat. Was a really good time of just being together. After the stresses of the previous week with the different tragedies, it was a blessed time to spend quality and quantity time with the boys. Looking forward to the next weekend with them again.
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