Remember this moment.
It is a quite summer afternoon in Hong Kong. It has been raining since the morning. I sit in my room. My bed is at the corner of the small room. Three years after my parents moved into this new house, we still haven't taken the Styrofoam cover off the bed's headboard. My mom bought the bed for me in case I return for a stay.
Tatchee is sleeping in the couch. I make him sleep on my leg at first. A pleasant surprise for me that he did fall asleep. The temperature is not too high. But he has sweat all over. My dad is laying on his bed reading before his regular afternoon nap.
Last night Tatchee sleep with me in the bed. He fall asleep quickly. At 6:30am he has woke up. I went down to the street to bought him some bread. He didn't really want the bread so much. We played toy robots. He keep asking me to play robot with him all day. We probably played a few hours total in several stretches. It is not such a fun game for me but I like it that we played together. He dropped the ‘Shark’ tank toy on the floor and destroyed it. It was actually a toy I had from my boyhood. It was a gift that my neighbor bought me from a trip in Japan. I find it sweet that he has taken interest in a toy left over from my boyhood. It is sad that it was broken so easily.
It is a rainy day, so I can't take him to other activities outside.
My father cooked. Tatchee ate both meal fairly well.
Yesterday we went to swimming pool. I have promised to take him there. He played water gun and seesaw and water slide. He asked me to go under the shallow water with my goggles. He has fun. It was fairly windy that day and it was surprising cool in pool.
And then we take shower. For the very first time, I shampoo Tatchee under a shower. He used to protest when I shower him over his head. But his time he covered his eye with his hands and manage just fine. An excellent first time.
After we left the pool, we go to a bench so that he ate the sponge cake his mom gave him. And then we went to visit my mom's shrine. We climbed 10 flights of stairs to get to her shrine. I found it without too much effort. Tatchee recognize her pictures on the stone. We say hi to her.
I remember this moment, a summer afternoon at home in Hong Kong.