“The baby is wearing shoes today,” the kindly 50ish waitress remarks mid-way through our dinner. “Yes, and pants. I was home this afternoon,” I tell her. She supresses a.
15 years ago
Con Dao Island, Vietnam. Street stalls stacked high with dried goods. Packed in plastic, tied with string, secured in plastic jars. The dried wares are alien to me, familiar.
15 years ago
Brub. Brub. BrubbubBUBUBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. Ripped out of a lovely dream, the throbbing buzz gives me an instant headache. For a millisecond I wonder what that god-awful noise is. I turn.
15 years ago
“She’s done a poo,” Darling Man announces, his booming voice echoing in one of those strange pockets of quiet that sometimes happen in crowded places. The baby squirms and.
15 years ago
On work days, the tiny island city-state of Singapore doesn’t seem so crowded, unless you happen to get caught in the peak hour crush as workers pour into and.
15 years ago
After all the effort of booking flights and hotels, acquiring visas and catching a taxi at 6am to get to the wedding, I missed the main event. And probably.
15 years ago
In Singapore, many families — local and expat — have a helper. In Vietnam, families have maids, known as người giúp or “help person”. In Western countries, parents can get.
15 years ago
Darling Man is Buddhist and a minimalist. Trying to make him understand the mish-mash of Christmas traditions is difficult. So when I announced I was buying the baby three.
15 years ago