Posted On: Friday, June 15th, 2007 at 8:24 am
Dear Schenker,
Last night when you’re talking to daddy (I just overheared it)… you said you wanna be a doctor when you grow up. I stopped whatever I was doing and asked you again… making sure I was hearing it right. And once again, you said the same thing. Then I asked you what the doctor does… and you said, to check mommy… hehehe. that was neat… you wanna be a doctor so you can do mommy’s check up.
That means daddy must work harder… and mommy must pray harder. Hahaha. I think praying is more powerful than working hard… what do you think? Hmmm… on the other hand… if you just pray and you don’t do anything.. it’s useless also. So… both are equally important. We work hard and pray hard… and God will surely answer our prayers and make us fruitful in what we do. Maybe, I should say like this instead: Daddy and Mommy will have to work and pray hard… so we can send you to medical school. Voila! I finally made it right.
You actually bumped your face on the table. Had to put something cold on it. But you also hate that. I did a little bit only. When you woke up this morning, I saw a blue-black mark on your face. Sorry boy. I should have taken that stupid box away from you, knowing it’s dangerous to play .. or rather dangerous to use it as a chair. Sometime, I can’t help but let you play with all those things coz you use it for pretend play… like the cover of that box… you said you wanna take a motorbike ride.. and you used it and said: look mommy, this is my motorbike! and the box itself.. you said it’s your chair. Sigh. Anyways… you also lear from this kind of experience. Painful experience though… but sometimes it’s worth it so you’d know.
Okay boy, I hope the mark will go off soon. really feeling sorry for you.
love you!
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