Jun 9, 2009 @ 11:09 PM
YEAH! MY DAD IS BETTER THAN YOUR DAD!!!
It was dad’s shoulders I miss most, Daddy used to carry me on his broad shoulders; they are so strong and secured. He was like a giant to me when I was younger, ridding on his shoulders makes me feel tall. Being a child, I loved to mess up his hair and block his vision with my tiny hands; however he never fails to find the way. It’s just a matter of time before I fell asleep on his mess-up hair, and he would then stay in that rigid position for hours before Alice sends me back from wonderland. As a giant, daddy has very huge hands, he would wrap his warm hand around mine whenever we go shopping. I could never escape from his strong grip (He was afraid that I might get lost in the crowd).
I was an attention seeking kid, and I was easily jealous when daddy shows affection to other children. I remember he was praising a little boy form my childcare center for his cute look, so I used a permanent marker to scribble his face while he was asleep. Consequentially I got a good scolding from daddy. Daddy never scolded me before that, he loves me like sugar, and thus I hate that boy from the day onwards. I did pick on him; I used to push him when we were queuing up for toilet break, pluck his hair while he was sleeping, stole his chocolate milk and hid his favorite toys. (Muhahahahaha, I feel so evil.) Daddy still calls me bao bei at home; I’ll always be his ‘precious’!!!
I loved to squeeze between dad and mum during bed time, and I often occupied a large space with hands and legs widely spread out. Mum told me that dad once fell off the bed because of that, what odd is; he was still sound asleep; I did give him credit for that.
Despite getting older, daddy still maintains his good figure; six packs with two matching huge muscles. I’m so proud of my dad. Daddy is a optimism, he always put the sunny side up, and he’s my personal superman! He can always ‘save my days’, ta da ta da ta~ (hats off to these who can guess the tune.)
P/s: please come home more often, we miss you!
Candles burn, cause the world will always turn. I'll burn both ends till my fire's out. Lost in the darkness I can still scream out. We used to laugh, we used to cry, Say goodbye to 1-35. Take me back down a dirty road, where it went, we didn't care to know. A glory night is a story saved, mark the chapter but turn the page. Always keep, to the kids in the streets- All American Rejects
