Happy Birthday Dad and Bro!

Today I'm going to talk about the 2 most special men in my life.
My dad( as pictured above in one of his very rare candid moments) and my brother.

My brother and I are 6 years apart. Needless to say, we don't have very much in common except the fact that we live in the same house ( for his first 12 years anyway) and we share the last name. He's 13 now, and his voice has broken. It saddens me a bit that I wasn't there to hear his voice deepen from a boyish, lilting tenor to a half-manly, gruff baritone.

I remember calling home once and he answered the phone, I thought I'd called the wrong number!

It never occured to me that his voice had changed. They grow up so fast.

My brother's really popular with my friends ( he doesn't know this). It used to be because he was real cute as a kid ( Looked like an ang mo ba) but when he grew up, he was popular among my friends because the stories of his antics was always a hit with my friends. They were great icebreakers too. When things got boring, I'd pull out a story about what he had done or said today and even if they'd heard it already, they'd still be laughing their asses off.

I miss those times we had when I'd play badminton outside our house with him, or teach him to play the piano ( although I have to admit I wasn't all that patient with him when it came to teaching). And I have to say I'm proud of him. He's learning the guitar now and reading!!

I'm sure he'll turn out to be a well-mannered, handsome, and sensitive young man.

Happy 13th Birthday, Bro.

May this year be better than the last.

Next, my dad.

Now as you can see, he doesn;t always appear in pictures alone. All the pictures I have of him are in these family pics. Thats probably because he;s always the one behind the camera so much that I think we might have to start paying him XD

My dad's the greatest dad in the world.

He buys me stuff ( he never says I;m too old for presents!), he pushes me even when I don't want to be pushed and he's always there for me.

I have so many great memories of him I don;t even know where to start.

Like all those times I'd wake up in the middle of the night to find him turning our aircon off or covering us properly so we don't get cold, or how he used to put our christmas presents at the foot of our beds on Christmas eve when we'd fallen asleep ( of course, I woke up once when he was putting the presents- my Monopoly set i remember- and after that I realized that there was no santa claus :D). And even that time when i refused to go for swimming lessons and he got so angry at me he packed my bags and threatened to send me to the salvation army. I got so scared especially when he packed my socks (!!!!!) that I almost peed in my pants. But after that he bought me a book... so that helped a bit haha.

My dad makes me laugh too. And that's important. If anyone were to ask me what was the most important thing I got from my dad, I'd have to say a sense of humour and the ability to take things easy and laugh at myself. So thanks dad, for that and everything you've done for me.

So happy 49th birthday Dad, and many happy returns of the day.

P.s. I 'll try to bring as many nougats home as possible hahahahaha

Love you, guys.

Happy Birthday.