Honest answers

Q: “Max, why did you hit Mina?”
A: “She’s bad.”

Q: “Mina, why are you eating the whole drumstick, bone and all?”
A: “Hungry.”

Q: “Max, why don’t you want to go to school?”
A: “I want to watch Mickey Mouse.”

Q: “Mina, why did you pee on the bed?”
A: “No diaper.”

Q: “Max, what sound does a giraffe make?”
A: “No sound.”

Q: “Mina, do you love daddy?
A: “No!”
Q: “Daddy has ice cream. Do you love daddy?”
A: “Yes!”
Q: “Which do you love more, daddy or ice cream?”
A: “Ice cream!”
Q: “Wrong answer. Let’s try again, shall we? Daddy or ice cream?”
A: “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! ICE CREAM!”

sigh.

Stop poking your face!

I finally found out who taught Mina to (irritatingly) pose for photos like a Japanese gyaru… She works at my wife’s uni, so I won’t say much except that she’ll find out about karma if she ever has kids — I’ll be teaching them to flip off every camera they see. I must admit, this habit Mina has picked up is kind of cute, but she does it in every shot. That’s OK, having the culprit’s baby giving the bird in every photo will be cute as hell, too.

@ Jungceylon, Patong Beach, Phuket

Fresh honey

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Yesterday I bought some fresh honey at a friend’s house. I have different samples from roadside stands all over Thailand; they’re sold in recycled whiskey bottles. The prices generally range from 150 to 200 baht per bottle. Yesterday was the cheapest I’ve seen it in a long time, 120 baht.

Update: Yes, the seller is filtering out debris and drowned bees out with a fish net.

Centara Grand Beach Resort Phuket

We have a room near the kiddie pool. Which means we also have a room near 3 adult pools, the inner tube river, the diving pool, five or six waterslides, a big whirlpool hot tub, a stepped plateau of semi-hidden wading pools, plus this big pond called the Andaman Sea.

I took the kids out to play when I was watching them today; Nam went to her conference. I was careful to slather them down with sunscreen which of course meant I forgot to put any on myself. There is nothing worse than being forced into the hot sun when you have kids screaming for you to come in the pool and the sunscreen is back in the room. I took one for the team and got burned a little — it was worth it, though. Taught the little rascals how to close their mouth and nose and dunk their heads underwater, and little things like that are priceless.

Haven’t taken so many photos yet, and I’m frankly sick of seeing tourists take so many photos of their ugly ass selves, but here are a few shots from our balcony.