Recent handphone pics

Hey little boy, your handphone got no camera one lah.

How do I position my fingers to make the peace sign?

I don't wanna grow up, I'm a Toy"r"Us kid.

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Brief updates on Ryan boy

Happy Father's Day to all the the fathers out there!

Ryan boy is 2 years and 3 months soon. He is learning new stuffs and surprises us with new antics from time to time. Its pretty amazing to see how he learns: he observes what people do without us noticing, and imitates them. And from our speeches he picks up words that are most useful for him. Words like "don't want" (when he's got enough of a meal, of refuses something), "naa na" (he wants a bit of the banana that you're eating), "beh rak" (means please wash my buttock). In the car he enjoys sitting at the driver's lap (yeeaaa... bad habit) and pointing to vehicles and say "lo riii", "baaas"... Funny words come out from time to time. Really cute at this stage where he can't speak properly.

So cute that he's starting to call his mother by name. I think he learned that from listening to the grandparents. When we intentionally ignore him, he'll then cheekily address his mother as "mummy". Guess what he calls his father? "Lou-kung"!

At times little boy can be quite rebellious. It would be difficult to persuade him to eat when he's engrossed with riding his tricycle, while shouting "don't want" from the end of the hall. Can be quite stubborn too... if he don't want you to feed him, he won't open his mouth for you... and points his finger to the preferred feeder. When he's tired of walking, he'll just roll down on the ground and make himself dirty, so that you'll be well persuaded to carry him for the rest of the journey. Clever hor.

Little boy has a sensitive heart. If you show him an angry face, or ignore him, he'll go quietly to a corner and cry. Small small dah pandai merajuk.

Church time is his best play time with his little buddy, Amanda. So kesian, only got "fren fren" to play with on one day a week. Problem is the screaming and squealing attracts a lot of unwanted attention, especially when everybody is expected to be proper and quiet in church. Pening kepala. Today he was chasing a dog when everybody was having lunch at the church house.

Time flies. Not too long ago he was still the little baby who lay down all day and got carried around everywhere. Theses days at the slightest hint of an outing, he would be jumping around in excitement, digging the drawers for his choice clothing, and lie down on the bed waiting for somebody to get him dressed.

He got some bad habits which I dunno where he learned from. One is the habit of spitting the air liur. Yucks! Maybe he learned from the tooth-brushing lessons.

Haiyo, he's so heavy now that the expensive stroller we bought last year could barely carry his weight anymore.

I wonder how was I when I was at his age, loooonnng looonnnggg time ago.

Nice weekend in 1Borneo

The top Obstetricians and Gynaecologists in the country gathered in Kota Kinabalu over the last weekend for the 19th Congress of the O&G Society of Malaysia.

What better venue can they find than the 1Borneo Hypermall? Hotel, conference room, shopping, cinema... all under one roof. There was even a dog show on the last day.

I had a great weekend participating in the event. 4 days of listening to presentations by renowned speakers, eating like there's no tomorrow (they even thrown in a BBQ dinner in Shangri-la Tanjung Aru), collecting stuffs from the booths... and away from work.

Won the 2nd prize of the Free Paper presentation and took home RM750 :-).

And won an iPod Shuffle 1GB from the booths... :-) I know la, cheap stuff, but that's my FIRST iPod OK. Pretty neat toy, light and slim, and plays great sounds. Good for bringing along to jogging or the gym (which I went for the first time just now, just to try out the iPod).

There was a banquet on the final night. We were supposed to dress formal, or Sabah ethnicities costume. Formal is boring. So... we dressed to the 1Malaysia motto.

Hahaha... had to borrow the black-and-gold shirt from Uncle Sualim. Ryan had the Gong-xi-fa-cai shirt all along. Irene bought the Indian shirt last minute.

"Do I look more like my daddy or my mummy?"

And then it's back to work on Monday.

By the way, Ryan is very manja these days, and very choosy. He dictates that his daddy holds his hand while he scoops food into his mouth, he dictates who to feed him, bathe him, wash his soiled buttocks... dunno where he learned from.

Kaamatan

While the rest of Sabah were celebrating Pesta Kaamatan (Harvest Festival), we went back to Tenom for a short break.

It was a great get-away from the hot weather in KK, away from the traffic, the busy life... and back to retirement home in Tenom.

I played with my "gong gong" (grandpa).


My friend Pooh-pooh came along to the kampung.

Being a couch potato and watching TV. That's what I call enjoy life.

Healthy drinks

Now that I got a juicer at home, can make fruit juice liao. Yum yum... see my drop of saliva?

Videos from Kundasang

First time in a bath tub, i think.

Happy times in Kundasang.

Long absence

Haven't been posting on this blog for some time.

I am struggling with some issues. Busyness at work and worriness has taken toll on me.

Anyway, here are some updates of what's been going on...

We have been attending weekly Marriage For Life classes. It is a priviledge to have brother James Lam, a successful lawyer and writer, spending time to conduct the lessons for us. We are halfway into the course now. Initially there were some difficulty in finding people to jaga Ryan (they don't allow kids in), but glad to say with support from relatives, we have been able to attend the classes together so far.

We went for church camp (see blog post below). The last time I went for church camp was ages ago, the one they had in Rasa Ria Beach Resort. Was it in 2003? I was still bachelor then. Lemme see if I can remember the theme of the church camp... Prophetic Fire? Any old timers remember?

I've been very tired and stretched at work and back at home. I feel so sorry for Irene and Ryan for having to put up with my bad mood and harsh words.

It's been very very hot in Kota Kinabalu. When will rain come?

Ryan is growing up very fast. Time is passing us very fast. Before I realise it, it's coming to middle of May already. Gosh!

Do visit Irene and Ryan at home if you are free.

Church camp in Kundasang

We attended the annual SIB Likas church camp in Kundasang last weekend.

It was a great getaway from the city. Away from the hustle bustle, away from the sweltering heat (it's been reaaallllyyy hot in KK for the past couple of weeks. Our neighbour just installed air-con yesterday), away from work (OK i confess I did bring some work...). 3 days 2 nights of cool mountain air, lots of friendly people around, just worriless 3 days of sitting and taking in the message from the preacher. Felt like being in heaven.

The invited speaker was Pastor Philip Sung from Bethel Church, Malacca. He's a very focused guy, who had in mind what he wanted in life right from the beginning. He quit Form 6 to enrol into Bible School (crazy ah?!)... but today, he stood before us and told us, he is living a life of no regrets. Given the chance to choose all over again, he would still choose the same choice.

Well, that opening line set the church camp into motion. How many of us can, at this day, say we are living a life with no regrets? I couldn't.

It was great listening to Pastor Philip share his life experiences and how through all these years, he have came to know his God so well. He shared about real life encounters of his God's faithfullness, not heavy theology and mystic theories. Simple, clear words, full of substance.

He gave useful reminders on things that Christians have been hearing all this while, but somehow fail to put into character...

• Avoid the money/materialism trap. How much money does it take to make a man happy? Just a little more.
• If we pray as much as we worry, there will be a lot less to worry about. Worry is the greatest robber of joy.
• The main hindrance to contentment is comparison.
• Do not put hope in wealth, which can be here today and gone tomorrow.
• Decide to overcome bitterness, envy and selfish ambition. Decide to forgive.
• Overcoming temptation and lust. Confess to somebody, have an accountability partner.
• 5 major ingredients to finishing well: Relationship with God. A learning posture. A Christlike character. Strong biblical convictions. Accomplish God's purpose.

Questions to the older people out there... if you could live life all over again, how would you live it differently?

What is a trip to Kundasang without some high country photos...

The schedule of the church camp was quite relaxed. The whole afternoon of second day was free. We followed the Youths to visit a Children's Home at Bundu Tuhan nearby. But the photos are in Bobby's dSLR la.

Irene's brother Ian and wife were in KK for a week. On the way back to Lahad Datu, they dropped by Kundasang to meet up with us.

We took the opportunity to visit the Kundasang War Memorial. The memorial commemorates Australian soldiers who died during the long march from Sandakan to Kundasang (which is really a looonnnnggg trip on foot) under the hands of Japanese army torturers. It was a really wonderful place to visit. Nicely landscaped gardens... and a great view of Mount Kinabalu. Highly recommended! Just avoid going there at noon, with the sun in full blaze.

Uncle John's passing

Irene's uncle John Liau has been getting weaker day by day since diagnosed of advanced gastric cancer early this year.

This wonderful man passed on two weeks ago.

Irene drove us back to Tenom for a day trip to attend the funeral in Kampung Baru Jumpa (I was too worn out from oncall the previous day).

The funeral service was held in SIB Kampung Baru Jumpa, by the pastors and team from the Basel Church of Tenom, where uncle John served as an elder.

Uncle John was a man with little material wealth. But he overflows with spiritual wealth. Many have been blessed by his hospitality and cheerful attitutude, his helping hand, and his words of wisdom. I myself, though knowing uncle John for just a couple of years, am amazed by the legacy he left behind. Uncle John's life taught me that one does not have to be rich, or even middle class, to be able to bless others with love, hospitality, and friendship. It all depends on whether we want to take the initiative to befriend others and make others feel welcomed. Uncle John was just a simple farmer who lives in a simple kampung house, shoulderig the burden of supporting the family; yet fervently serving the community through church and socio-political organisations. He was a youth leader in church during his younger days, and a community leader till his death. He gave himself, asking for little in return (unlike many politicians here in Sabah). His life touched many hearts; as you can see in the crowd that came for the funeral.

The usual way of the Lundayehs in Kampung Baru Jumpa, the village folks will help the grieving family to clear the area around the house, put up canopies and tents, cook the meals (rice wrapped in leaves, and lots of pork cooked with soy sauce). Visitors from near and afar would sit around to chat and console the greiving family.

Ryan made some new kampung friends.

The family had a prayer service at the home at night. But we were already headed back to KK by then.