Sunday, April 12, 2009
Tangerang's ATV
"Ugh, I'm trying... Can't stop it"
"What? Hit the brake, Ma! Hit the brake!"
"Huh? This thing's got a brake? Where's the damn brake?"
"Oh, Mama, you're a lousy driver..."
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Advising disservice
"Err, Papa is reading a ... friend's book"
"But, Papa, why are you writing and drawing on it? You're ruining it, Papa... I thought you didn't like me doing that to your book?"
"Ugh, this is different, Son. Papa is trying to help this guy. He's Papa's student"
"But, Papa, stop putting notes on his book! You're rude!"
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Bagged
"I'm trying to put myself inside Papa's luggage"
"Why? It's way too small to contain you!"
"So buy him a bigger luggage, Mama. I want to go with him"
"Ssshh, here's a better solution, Son. Tell Papa not to go too frequently..."
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Happy birthday, Mama
"Happy birthday, Mama"
"Oh, thanks, Alfie. That's very nice of you. Any gift for Mama?"
"Ah that, Mama. Sorry, Alfie doesn't have a job yet. Can't buy you stuff. How about a kiss, Ma? Here you go"
***
"By the way, Mama... How come Papa isn't here? It's your birthday!"
"Papa is at work abroad, Alfie. It's alright. He has sent Mama his wishes... "
"He'd better have, Mama... And ugh, is he getting me and Alwyn gifts?"
"You? It's Mama's birthday, not yours or Alwyn's, right?"
"I know, but I'm the kid here, no? ... "
"Er, OK, let's text Papa then..."
Sunday, March 01, 2009
Fishing @ market
"What are we buying, Papa?"
"Hm, mainly fish, I guess? Mama said you need to eat lots of fish"
"Hey look, Papa. That fish is sleeping on ice. Ain't it cold?"
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"Why, Alfie? You have problem with that?"
"No, I'm just curious. I thought those guys just learn to sing, you said? Why don't you just watch your music DVD and all?"
"Hehe, this is not just about singing, Alfie. We love the thrill, we even enjoy the bad singing. On top of all we love seeing how families and friends can be very supportive to their champ -- no matter how bad he or she sings..."
"Ah, that's complicated"
"Yes, but you will understand someday..."
Saturday, February 21, 2009
good morning
"Seven thirty"
"Ah, are we going to Merlion?"
"Later in the afternoon. Now Papa has a meeting"
"Ah poor you. Then I'll go around with Mama. You enjoy your meeting, Papa"
Monday, February 16, 2009
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Doctor Alwyn
"Rararararararara...."
"No, you hold this thing and put it on my chest... You know, like Tante Dokter did to you..."
"Rararararararara..."
"Oh, what is so difficult, Alwyn? Hold it Doctor Alwyn, hold it!"
"Rararara... Rurururu?..."
"Oh you're hopeless... Mbak Tari, can you help him, please?"
"Alfie, be nice to your brother"
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Econ of queuing
"Yes?"
"Why are those motorists queuing?"
"They want to buy gasoline, Son"
"But why the long line?"
"Because there are more motorists and only fewer pumps"
"Why don't they just buy on street vendors? No queueing there"
"Because it's more expensive there"
"Oh, so price at station like this is too low?"
"Urg, yes. Maybe"
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Alfie's strict preference
"You tell me, Papa. You're the one who drives"
"OK, pick one: golf or car?"
"Golf"
"Golf or swim?"
"Golf"
"Car or swim?"
"Ugh... Golf, Papa!"
Note: 'Golf' refers to that Putt-Putt minigolf at Senayan. You pay Rp 20,000 and you get one ball and a little stick. Then you can tell your kid to play as long as he or she likes. The trick is, avoid the last hole (that hole will take the ball back to the store, and you need to pay again to have another round). "Car" means the minicars in Timezone and the likes. "Swim" is, well, swimming.
Monday, January 05, 2009
Alfie and TV, cont'd
"What's up, Son?"
"Look, fireworks and firecrackers everywhere... Wow, look at that!"
"Urgh, that's nothing like new year's party, Alfie. That's war. Those things exploding are bombs. They're dangerous. They kill people"
"What is ... war, Papa?"
"Ehm, something ... bad. It's when two groups of people fight each other..."
"Why do they fight, Papa? Barney and BJ and Baby Bop always say we are a happy family..."
"I don't know, Son... I don't know. But war is not good. Here. Let's stop the tv now OK? How about I read you that new dinosaurus book?"
"Let's just read the shinkansen book, Papa"
"OK"
Sunday, January 04, 2009
Alfie and TV
"Mr. Bean, Papa. This one is my favorite. He's playing golf"
"I thought you liked Barney"
"That too, Papa. But I'm a boy now. Let's save Barney for Alwyn, he's the baby"
"What else do you like?"
"Slam Dunk. It's a cool cartoon about basket ball, Papa"
"I see... So you're into sport, I guess?"
"I am, Papa. But music, too. You promise me piano, Papa"
"Urg, yes. We'll fix Mama's old piano. I hope you're OK with that. We can't buy a new one. Too expensive"
"That's OK, Papa. Now if you excuse me, I'm trying to watch tv here"
"Alritey, Boy. Make sure you stop right after this Mr. Bean; turn the TV off and go to bed. Deal?"
"Deal, Papa"
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Embracing 2009
Friends and families, we are delighted to enter the new year of 2009. We wish you all the very best. May the upcoming year bring joy and happiness to you and your beloved.
As usual, a little reflection. The year 2008 has been wonderful. We did have one bad news early in the year, when Alfie was attacked by dengue fever and had to stay in the hospital for three days. Thanks God, he was recovered well, and actually after the hospital days, he has been picking up words and started to speak quite clearly. The best news of 2008 of course is Alwyn, the baby brother of Alfie. Alwyn was born in August 26, about a week after Alfie's second anniversary. As of now Alwyn is 8 kgs and 72 cms. So, after adjusting for time, he is a bit bigger than his brother. And boy, he cries louder too. Her nanny told us, though, that usually, the characters reverse when kids grow up; so expect a calmer Alwyn and a noisier Alfie, she went on.
A noisier Alfie? We're not sure. Because even now, he is already very, very active and talkative. His friends now has extended to Mr. Bean, McQueen from Cars, and Spiderman -- he still likes Barney, of course. He also loves to see people playing piano and golf -- and has tried both. This year, he had his first performance at school, singing and dancing that is.
Anna didn't do much traveling this year, due to pregnancy and Alwyn's birth. She only went to Bangalore for a week. Aco had some: London/Brighton, Paris, Bangkok (twice), Manila, and Amsterdam/Den Haag. In addition to that, he published four academic papers this year.
That's all, folks. Again, happy new year!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Let's go golfing
"Err, I don't know... Maybe it's not my thing..."
"What do you mean it's not your thing. This is like totally cool, Papa"
"Well... For one, it's expensive"
"But Nathan's papa said you could rent those things"
"I guess so... But it seems too tiring and time consuming"
"But you need exercise, Papa... Besides, you waste your non-working time for useless blogging... Go golfing, Papa"
"Ehm... Maybe it's not my thing, Son..."
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Smoke gets in presentation
Bumpy ride
"Because we're developing, Son. Holes are good sign"
"But why do they dig it again after they fix it, the street?"
"Ergh, because we're learning how to develop, Son. It's all trial and error..."
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Mie ain't no food, Bu
"I think it's time now for Alfie to eat, Bu"
"Er, but he just ate mie. A bowl of noodle, all by himself"
"No, Bu, mie ain't no food, Bu... Alfie has to eat nasi, Bu. Now, that is food, rice..."
Monday, December 08, 2008
He's cool, she's hot
"Ugh 'sejuk' and 'panas'..."
"That's what I thought. That's what my teachers say, too"
"So what's the problem?"
"This dude of mine. Whatever I do great stuff -- rolling, jumping and all -- he goes: you're 'cool', man... And one day I overheard Mr. X said to Ms. Y that Ms. Y is 'hot'..."
"Oh, I see. There's something called slang. Both 'cool' and 'hot' can mean good or great"
"That's confusing"
"I know"
Monday, December 01, 2008
Nursing corner
And this is the best mother and baby hospital in town!
Stinky hospital
And this is the best mother and baby hospital in town!
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Good boy don't cry
So for example, Alfie's understanding of "good boy don't cry" is "throw it into the trash bin". I notice, whenever we ask him to throw stuff into the bin, he goes "Good boy don't cry". As it turns out, at his school, when anybody (mostly boys) happens to cry, the teacher pulls out tissue paper, wipes his tears, and asks him to throw the tissue paper into the bin. In so doing, she keeps saying (presumably in the attempt to calm down the boy): Good boy don't cry.
Isn't language amazing?
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Driving in Jakarta
"Because this is Jakarta. It's supposed to be busy, crowded and noisy"
"I see. Look, you told me red means stop, but why are those motorists crossing it?"
"They're color-blinded"
"And what's with all this honking?"
"We do that. We're friendly"
"Papa, I love Jakarta"
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Is Alfie an anomaly?
As I'm writing this the two boys are sleeping already. I thank Alfie for being such a nice boy...
Overthonged Spidey
"Ugh, because it is what superheroes do..."
"I want to be a superhero. Can I wear my underwear like that"
"No, not until you can fly"
"Hey, in that case, it wouldn't hurt if I let Spidey wear mine as well, would it? After all, he is a superhero"
"..."
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Vulgar Bahasa or Bahasa Vulgar, whatever
I guess I shouldn't care too much either.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Baby Barack
It reminds me of an email from Neil McCulloch over at Sussex some time ago. "How are the boys? Since you name your kids after great economists -- Alfie Marshall and Alwyn Young; would the third be Paul?" The email came a week after Krugman got his Nobel.
Actually I've been thinking of Armand -- after Armen Alchian.
But of course Anna says enough is enough.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Don't underestimate kids
So I came up with this brilliant idea. Put a security mechanism on the door. I bought one of those Japanese made household thingies. Then I put it on.
And it took only 5 minutes for Alfie to figure out how to get around the system. Now, instead of a lock he sees it as yet another new toy...
Friday, November 07, 2008
Greetings from Bogor
Friday, October 31, 2008
The Gas Chamber
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Alfie's favorite Beatle
Friday, October 03, 2008
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
For Alfie
You are sleeping now. I am busy reading and sending short messages regarding the Eid Day. When you grow up, you'll understand what that is, the SMS, the Eid Day. But that's beside the point now. I just want to explain that what I did to you, slapping your wrist, was not cool. And I'm sorry. Even more so, as I am watching you sleeping so peacefully.
Once ago, I don't remember exactly when, I told myself that I would follow your grandpa's way: never punish his children physically. I guess I failed today. Yet, to make me feel better, I insisted that it was just the slap-on-the-wrist slap on the wrist. You, on the other hand, were surprised nevertheless and cried "Papa, that hurts!". I admit I was being a bad father who lost his temper. Maybe it was the nanny's absence that made me exhausted and in turn loosing my cool. Maybe it was the culmination of a series: you drew pictures on table, you almost broke a glass plate, you poured water into my laptop. All those finally led to the slap as you were yelling so loudly just an inch from your sleeping baby brother's ear.
While admittedly, these are probably your happiest days: free from the nanny and spending all time with your otherwise office-working parents. You had probably looking forward to a time like this when you could see your papa and mama every minute and second. When you could ask him or her to read any story you like. Or simply to show them how advance you were as a two year old. You, in other words, deserve to be spoiled this week. And I blew it.
I am sorry for two counts. First, for slapping your wrist (and thus ignoring those books' advice of never-slap-your-child-just-talk-to-them). Second, for not being able to tell you my regret directly in words, even though I knew you forgave me right away; as 15 minutes afterward you asked me to read you Clifford -- which in fact amplified my guilty feeling.
So here it is. While everybody is asking forgiveness one another in the eve of the Eid Day, I tender mine especially to you. You would not give a damn to this post of course. But someday you'll read it and know that once when you were two, your father was mad at you, slapped you, then regretted it.
I'm gonna sleep next to you know. So when you woke up, I'll be there telling you what I wrote here in plain words. Of course you (and your mother for that matter) will think I'm nuts. But I'll do it anyway.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Alfie's gig
Alfie: Hi, I'm Alfie. Mind if I join?
The girl: Not at all. What do you play? I'd like to sing
Alfie: I'll do piano
The girl: Alright. What do we sing?
Alfie: Yellow submarine?
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Doc Oc and Alfie
Anna texted me over to Manila. She was teaching English to Alfie.
Anna: What's this [pointing to a picture of octopus]Picture taken from Wikipedia
Alfie: Ehm... gurita! [that's Indonesian for octopus]
Anna: Yes, it is also octopus
Alfie: No, it's gurita!
Anna: OK. In English it is octopus
Alfie: But Doctor Octopus is in Papa's Spiderman comic!
Anna: ?
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Alwyn
We're delighted to inform you that Alfie now has a baby brother, Alwyn. He was born Tuesday August 26, 2008 at 0821 am in Bunda Hospital Jakarta. Birthweight is 3.7 kgs and birthlength is 50 cms. (Anna opted for waterbirth and it was cool, by the way).
The name is Alwyn Yang Patunru. Some of you would think I was inspired by the Chicago economist Alwyn Young (whose research on learning by doing I used for my undergraduate thesis). Yes, partly, maybe. But it was also because we wanted a middle name that goes in-sync with Alfie's "Shan". "Yang" (pronounced 'young') means sunny place (as in yin-yang). I was told, it can also mean "mighty".
Alfie is now with his grandma. But from what he sounds over the phone, he seems to have a mixed feeling on Alwyn's presence: a fun buddy but also a competition.
Pictures and all will be posted soon.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, June 30, 2008
Alfie's update
Alfie now has become the most talkative person in the entire house (population size: 4). He even proudly calls himself a "burung beo" (mockingbird), because he picks up on whatever you say. Now he can sing three or four songs from Barney's (usually his memory fails him after halfway through in which case he would mumble some alien words). His favorites include London Bridge is Falling Down and Ring Around the Rosies (is that the correct title?). He has his own version of ABCD song: he goes a-b-c-d in English pronunciation then e-f-g in Indonesian pronunciation, then he deliberately spells the remaining very vaguely to avoid criticism from his parents -- he only makes it clear when it comes to m-m-m-o-p (his version of "l-m-n-o-p"). He can count from 1 to 9 even if the objects are only 3 or 4. And he memorizes TV commercials way better than his mom. For example, he recognizes Indomie Seleraku commercial just by listening to the very first two tones.
He also started to like characters other than Barney's and Tom-and-Jerry: Spiderman, Spongebob, and SBY.
Monday, May 26, 2008
(Not so) Old Man and the sea Boy
"Sorry, Son. I said sorry already, right? And what do you mean 'years ago' you're not even 2 yet. Don't exaggerate. But hey, look at the bright side: here we are walking in a park with a kite. Let's hope the wind is good"
"OK, Pap, but promise me you'll take me swimming after this"
"Errgh, how about next week? Pap has to do some works in the aftern..."
"Oh, c'mon, Papa. It's weekend for god's sakes. What's with all those works? It's not like we're going broke once you skip a work or two, right?"
"Hey, who taught you that? You talk like a grown up"
"Mom"
"Ah, don't listen to your Mom"
"But she's cool, Pap. She just bought me a new pair of shoes. Look at this. Yeah, they're kind of too big, but I don't mind. I can use them longer. You call that 'economics', don't you?"
"Oh, let's not get into that. OK, I promise you we'll go swimming later"
"Thanks, Pap! That's my old man!"
"Shut up"