I am blessed

Today, my dad and mum came back from NZ! Finally! Haha. And my dad bought me a bear from there. A small cute bear. Quite an irony, if you ask me, 'cos he was always so proud of himself last time for refusing to buy me any stuffed toys when I was young. Said it led me to develop more useful hobbies instead (like chess and guitar). And I don't disagree. Just that, I still like bears. =)

I think the time when my dad realised that all along I've wanted a bear was when I showed him my Pooh so proudly and said, "This Pooh is really God-sent." Went on to tell him how I've wanted something like this for so long, but never had the money to buy it (and wouldn't buy it too even if I had the money, 'cos bu4 she3 de2). And that how paiseh it would be for me to buy something like that for myself...so having a big nice orange Pooh was really a blessing.

And my dad bought me a bear from NZ this time! =) Hahahahhaa. So happy.

It's a bit of a small bear, but I reasoned it this way: the bears just show that both my dads are great and both my dads love me. See, my heavenly Dad is a BIG Dad, so he gave me a Big Pooh. As for my Earthly Dad, he's not so big, but he still loves me too. So therefore, small bear. =D

I know I sound so kiddy! But I can't help it. Feel very loved.