Yep. Nothing interesting here, anymore. I’m so tired last week and obviously wife even worse. Wife at least can update, me no mood to blog about it especially when my laptop really showing his age. Nevertheless, we survived the first week with Josh Luke goes to school!

Well that’s all lah. Sorry feed readers, sorry subscribers. Thousand apologies.

** going to fetch my son now and probably to Karamunsing too to check new version of laptop. I really need new one. I probably get Mac.. there you go!

I can’t write much but totally not a good feeling to start the day. I just cannot get rid the teacher’s comments on my JoshLuke behaviour and is this normal to everyone?

Sigh. Only on 4th day. Sigh. I noticed one new grey hair ‘popping’ on my head. Suffocating the minority of the black. Sigh. I already imagine when my Twins’ time to go to school. I probably die young like this. Sigh.

I have so many pictures and stories to tell on Josh’s first day schooling but somehow this is the only time i can write, sharing in this blog .. in 10 minutes time only. So, its definitely gonna be short.

Yep, my son Josh Luke finally decided it is best to go to school than just staying at home looking at his twin brothers happily chewing their pacifiers. my Josh Luke got so fed up looking at everyone, his cousins, his Che Che (sister), his Koh Koh(brother) all going to school and leaving him behind. He got so jealous, he finally asked us to ‘make him’ go to school. Yeah, so many “go to school” words here. Don’t you just love me for that?

He is just turned 4 years old recently. Remember the Josh 4 years old AirAsia Birthday Cake? Well, that’s 4 years old for him. We are actually holding him going to school until he reach that age. For me, anything early than that is just not right for him. He is just not ready. For me, I want him to really enjoy his young age with no rules, just play. However, since he is already 4 years and he already wise enough to ask us to go to school, we just follow. See, he’s matured enough to ask for it without us forcing him. So I believe, we make the right decision for him.

OK enough of that. Pictures time below taken last week on his first exposure to school environment. Warning, lotsa pictures down here.

A little boy goes to his father and asks “Papa, how was I born?”

The father answers: “Well son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo . Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive . As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:

Yes, I love him, my son and not other Josh in the world. He is my son Josh Luke Joneh. To other Josh in the world, thanks for visiting here. You must be wondering what this guy talking about right?

Well, I just have to make a record in this blog that I love him. So next time, I never know, maybe he decided to peek at his Papa’s blog and search on his name, he will find this and know that I love him very much after all. Maybe he will cry or maybe he will curse me for exposing everything. Hahaha.

I need to jot down this before I forgot, again. It should be a short one for the blog record. I am not sure how I feel now as at 9am today whether to be happy or sad. I know back at 4am right up to 6am, I was so happy. I felt happy simply because I was awaken with the nicest feeling of love all around me.

Presley ( I think so its him) on my left under my hand with his small leg tried to wrap around my belly and my elder Josh on my right hugging with his right hand and leg around me too - snoring at the same I was wrapped in between and could not move. I could not help but to smile and Praise GOD for giving me such wonderful kids. Praise The Lord. I want this feeling to last forever …

This is the typical baby talk or should I say, my way of baby communication. See, even saying all this need to open dictionary. Such a pathetic Papa here. Oh well, as long as you all can come up to an understanding of what the “H” I am talking about, considered I pass then.

So here goes:

Papa say, “Hello Preston? How are you today?”

Baby reply, blink blink eyes.

Papa again, “Hello, do you know who is this? I am your Papa Jon lah.”

Baby still blink blink eyes, even cross eyes.