He stepped on the bus With a big broad smile A smile filled with confidence His first steps of independence. I am happy I am proud Of my little boy no doubt So then why do these tears Fill up my eyes so Why does my heart ache At the thought of letting him go?… {Read More}
My ‘Big’ Little Boy
My ‘Big’ Little boy Almost touching 10 Has a smile that can dazzle And a heart that can melt. He stands up tall Almost up to my eyes His pants are getting shorter We wear the same shoe size! He tries his new-found strength on me Gives me a solid rugby tackle And when I… {Read More}
Home is where the Helper is?
“What? You don’t have a helper?” Ever since I have moved back to Hong Kong, I have been asked this question umpteen number of times, accompanied by raised eyebrows and shocked faces. I am a stay-at-home mum, have two growing boys, a house and a husband to look after, so where is the excuse for not… {Read More}
