marcus has gone back home to start nursery. it's been 3.5 years! i remember he was still a little 7 week infant when he first came. and he cried alot alot alot! he always wanted to be carried and would cry whenever he was put down. my mum and i had to take turns to carry him all day, and sleeping time would be bad because he woke up every few hours.

i've seen him learn to stand, to walk, to run, to swim and to talk. i've seen him grow from a diaper baby to underwear boy. i've seen him at his most innocent and his naughtiest. and now, i won't get to see him staring into my face with that guilty look of playing with my handphone while i'm sleeping in the morning. i won't get to hear him bombard me with the million 'why why why' which are neverending. i won't get to tickle him until he laughs and snorts while we play. i won't get to see his daily dance of oppa gangnam style and wong fei hong. and i won't get to see his smiling face as he greets me when i return home from school.

that boy, who has made me furious and roar with laughter, is now a big boy. start of his long academic path. i hope that amidst the stress of singapore's education system, he will still grow up happy and cheeky.

从一开始就知道这一天会到来，但是免不了一股鼻酸想哭的感觉。
屋子很安静，不习惯。