石頭爸爸又要出差了。今次要到吉隆坡，下午三時二十分的機。
石頭媽媽趁石頭爸爸還沒有出門口，趕緊叫石頭爸爸幫忙替石頭換好尿片和喝藥水﹝這已經是石頭開學後第四次看醫生喝藥水了！﹞ 。正當石頭媽媽忙著換尿片的時候，石頭爸爸跟石頭閒聊著，石頭爸爸告訴石頭說：『爸爸又要飛喇！要星期五先返嚟喇。』石頭竟然一臉認真的看著石頭爸爸說：『爸爸返嚟，開心！﹝一邊拍著心口﹞爸爸唔返嚟，唔開心！﹝一邊搖著頭﹞』石頭媽媽聽著聽著，差點沒掉下淚來。驚訝原來小人兒也有自己的想法了。
2006年9月29日 星期五
軼事兩則
石頭真的有點"奀皮"。
九月廿四日
星期天的晚上，石頭爸爸又出差了。十一時多，石頭喝完奶還不肯好好睡覺，在床上團團轉，東攪西攪的。頑皮的小手按捺不住，又在不停開關窗台上的床頭燈，快要崩潰的石頭媽媽嚴詞厲聲的喝罵小石頭：『爸爸叫 咗你幾多次唔好再玩燈呀？！你又玩係咪想打呀？』怎知石頭眨一眨眼說：『係呀.....呢隻！』說著說著還自己伸出右手.....天哪！氣壞了的石頭媽媽只好使勁往石頭的手掌打下去，石頭媽媽感覺手心一陣刺痛，石頭卻還是不哼一句，哭也沒哭！
九月廿六日
晚飯後，無線九時半劇集的片頭曲音樂響起，石頭正襟危坐的坐在椅子上聽歌。石頭嫲嫲在廚房洗東西，探頭問道：『BB走咗去邊度攪呀？咁靜嘅？』石頭媽媽答說：『 BB冇走去邊，坐咗響櫈度聽歌呀！』石頭嫲嫲答說：『嘩！ BB咁乖，坐響度聽歌呀！』石頭媽媽附和說：『係呀， BB好乖呀！』沒想到石頭對著石頭媽媽狡黠的笑笑說：『扭計先！』問你驚未？！
九月廿四日
星期天的晚上，石頭爸爸又出差了。十一時多，石頭喝完奶還不肯好好睡覺，在床上團團轉，東攪西攪的。頑皮的小手按捺不住，又在不停開關窗台上的床頭燈，快要崩潰的石頭媽媽嚴詞厲聲的喝罵小石頭：『爸爸叫 咗你幾多次唔好再玩燈呀？！你又玩係咪想打呀？』怎知石頭眨一眨眼說：『係呀.....呢隻！』說著說著還自己伸出右手.....天哪！氣壞了的石頭媽媽只好使勁往石頭的手掌打下去，石頭媽媽感覺手心一陣刺痛，石頭卻還是不哼一句，哭也沒哭！
九月廿六日
晚飯後，無線九時半劇集的片頭曲音樂響起，石頭正襟危坐的坐在椅子上聽歌。石頭嫲嫲在廚房洗東西，探頭問道：『BB走咗去邊度攪呀？咁靜嘅？』石頭媽媽答說：『 BB冇走去邊，坐咗響櫈度聽歌呀！』石頭嫲嫲答說：『嘩！ BB咁乖，坐響度聽歌呀！』石頭媽媽附和說：『係呀， BB好乖呀！』沒想到石頭對著石頭媽媽狡黠的笑笑說：『扭計先！』問你驚未？！
2006年9月1日 星期五
返學喇！ (Part I)
石頭快開學喇！為了迎接小石頭開學的大日子，石頭爸爸跟石頭媽媽豈敢怠慢；幾天前已經做足準備了：
八月廿八日
石頭爸爸媽媽都很努力，作最後衝刺，務必於石頭回家前把家裡的雜物都收拾好，以免頑皮的石頭攪東攪西；天哪！為什麼時間會溜走得這樣快，轉眼間已經零晨兩點.....
八月廿九日
為了陪石頭開學，石頭媽媽明天開始一連三天放大假，打算今天晚上放工就和石頭爸爸接石頭搬回家了！豈料人算不如天算，因為石頭媽媽要把手頭的工作做完才安心放假，今天已趕了一天的工，時間一分一秒的過去，八點.....九點.....十點.....十一點.....石頭爸爸打了兩次電話來催促，石頭媽媽心急如焚，只好草草將文件弄完就匆匆趕回家。回到家裡，大廳空無一人；石頭媽媽走進睡房，看見石頭和爸爸坐在床上，頭上戴著近來最喜愛的太陽帽。
八月廿八日
石頭爸爸媽媽都很努力，作最後衝刺，務必於石頭回家前把家裡的雜物都收拾好，以免頑皮的石頭攪東攪西；天哪！為什麼時間會溜走得這樣快，轉眼間已經零晨兩點.....
八月廿九日
為了陪石頭開學，石頭媽媽明天開始一連三天放大假，打算今天晚上放工就和石頭爸爸接石頭搬回家了！豈料人算不如天算，因為石頭媽媽要把手頭的工作做完才安心放假，今天已趕了一天的工，時間一分一秒的過去，八點.....九點.....十點.....十一點.....石頭爸爸打了兩次電話來催促，石頭媽媽心急如焚，只好草草將文件弄完就匆匆趕回家。回到家裡，大廳空無一人；石頭媽媽走進睡房，看見石頭和爸爸坐在床上，頭上戴著近來最喜愛的太陽帽。
待續.....
2006年8月8日 星期二
再見太公
小石頭，今天是第一次媽媽不是因為開夜班而沒有跟你見面。你知道嗎？媽媽剛剛跟太公道別了！太公要到很遠很遠的地方，我想，太公應該會跟你不曾認識的太婆相會吧！
石頭爸爸身在上海，在這傷感的晚上，媽媽特別想見見你這"奀皮仔"。可真的太夜了，媽媽只能透過電話，跟你說說話。聽見你稚嫩的聲音一聲聲的叫著「媽媽」，心裡也稍稍安定下來。媽媽告訴你要陪太公，所以不能探望你了，你當然不會明白這是甚麼意思，於是媽媽只好問問你今天乖嗎，不知怎的，你竟然答說：『#@*&%!^$*﹝BB話﹞...... Thomas！』果然不改你那「估唔到」的個性。
小石頭，太公這就走了；不打緊！說不定太公會化身閃亮的星星，在高高的天空守護著我們呢！
My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by half than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
In watching its pendulum swing to and fro,
Many hours had he spent while a boy;
And in childhood and manhood the clock seemed to know,
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty-four when he entered at the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
My grandfather said that of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he found;
For it wasted no time, and had but one desire,
At the close of each week to be wound.
It rang an alarm in the dead of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb;
And we knew that his spirit was pluming his flight,
That his hour of departure had come.
Still the clock kept the time, with a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by his side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
石頭爸爸身在上海，在這傷感的晚上，媽媽特別想見見你這"奀皮仔"。可真的太夜了，媽媽只能透過電話，跟你說說話。聽見你稚嫩的聲音一聲聲的叫著「媽媽」，心裡也稍稍安定下來。媽媽告訴你要陪太公，所以不能探望你了，你當然不會明白這是甚麼意思，於是媽媽只好問問你今天乖嗎，不知怎的，你竟然答說：『#@*&%!^$*﹝BB話﹞...... Thomas！』果然不改你那「估唔到」的個性。
小石頭，太公這就走了；不打緊！說不定太公會化身閃亮的星星，在高高的天空守護著我們呢！
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My Grandfather's Clock
Written By: Henry Clay Work
Written By: Henry Clay Work
My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by half than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
In watching its pendulum swing to and fro,
Many hours had he spent while a boy;
And in childhood and manhood the clock seemed to know,
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty-four when he entered at the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
My grandfather said that of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he found;
For it wasted no time, and had but one desire,
At the close of each week to be wound.
And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face,
And its hand never hung by its side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
And its hand never hung by its side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
It rang an alarm in the dead of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb;
And we knew that his spirit was pluming his flight,
That his hour of departure had come.
Still the clock kept the time, with a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by his side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
2006年7月4日 星期二
勝利"V"
還記得石頭表哥兩歲慶生的時候，石頭媽媽和石頭姨媽曾經很努力的教石頭表哥怎樣豎起兩隻小指頭，告訴別人自己已經兩歲；那時，才發覺原來這個簡單不過的勝利“V”手勢，對經過只有兩年訓練探索的小手指來說，難度足有“10”分！
轉眼間，小石頭就將要挑戰這“10”分難的動作，於是石頭媽媽近來都為小石頭的小手指勤加操練。石頭媽媽從不放過任何機會，無論拍照擺 “POST”、歡呼大叫“YEAH”、或是數星星數至兩粒的時候，都不忘教導小石頭擺出這勝利手勢。經過連日的訓練以及小石頭的反覆練習﹝石頭真的會在吃奶的時候自個兒練習起來﹞，起初不聽使喚的小手指，終究被石頭的小腦袋馴服，乖乖的聽著石頭的指令。看著石頭豎著兩隻小指頭一聲一聲高喊“YEAH”，石頭媽媽也不禁興奮莫名！
小石頭快兩歲了！在學懂豎起兩隻小指頭，告訴別人自己已經兩歲之時，意味著石頭快要上學了！明天﹝七月四日﹞，石頭媽媽就要出席石頭的幼兒院orientation；天哪！要以媽媽的身份出席兒子入學前的orientation，真是何等新鮮的經驗！
石頭爸爸，我們的兒子要上學了，心情緊張嗎？讓我們和石頭一起，高舉這勝利手勢吧！Yeah！
轉眼間，小石頭就將要挑戰這“10”分難的動作，於是石頭媽媽近來都為小石頭的小手指勤加操練。石頭媽媽從不放過任何機會，無論拍照擺 “POST”、歡呼大叫“YEAH”、或是數星星數至兩粒的時候，都不忘教導小石頭擺出這勝利手勢。經過連日的訓練以及小石頭的反覆練習﹝石頭真的會在吃奶的時候自個兒練習起來﹞，起初不聽使喚的小手指，終究被石頭的小腦袋馴服，乖乖的聽著石頭的指令。看著石頭豎著兩隻小指頭一聲一聲高喊“YEAH”，石頭媽媽也不禁興奮莫名！小石頭快兩歲了！在學懂豎起兩隻小指頭，告訴別人自己已經兩歲之時，意味著石頭快要上學了！明天﹝七月四日﹞，石頭媽媽就要出席石頭的幼兒院orientation；天哪！要以媽媽的身份出席兒子入學前的orientation，真是何等新鮮的經驗！
石頭爸爸，我們的兒子要上學了，心情緊張嗎？讓我們和石頭一起，高舉這勝利手勢吧！Yeah！
2006年6月6日 星期二
石頭媽媽"首"記
從沒想到我會有自己的網路日誌…每天生活營營役役，乏善足陳。
能夠狠下決心，建立此“部落格”，是要趁自己的產後失憶症惡化前，為小石頭的回憶戶口存點錢，也為經常出差在外的石頭爸爸作好準備，好使年年月月之後，都能一起在家常飯後，回味石頭的兒時點滴。
今午漫遊無際的網路時，讀到這麼的一首詩：
This lifetime of yours?
Does it blossom?
Is it fun?
Does it glow at the centre,
like a miniature sun?
Does it find its own meaning
in the great scheme of things?
Is there joy in it?
Beauty?
Does your life have wings?
當中描繪對生命的許多未知和憧憬，多少也道出天下父母親對孩子充滿可能性的未來抱有的祈盼和疑問。至於我對石頭，不無期望；願子『樂天豁達，謙遜愛人』，於願足矣！
能夠狠下決心，建立此“部落格”，是要趁自己的產後失憶症惡化前，為小石頭的回憶戶口存點錢，也為經常出差在外的石頭爸爸作好準備，好使年年月月之後，都能一起在家常飯後，回味石頭的兒時點滴。
今午漫遊無際的網路時，讀到這麼的一首詩：
This lifetime of yours?
Does it blossom?
Is it fun?
Does it glow at the centre,
like a miniature sun?
Does it find its own meaning
in the great scheme of things?
Is there joy in it?
Beauty?
Does your life have wings?
當中描繪對生命的許多未知和憧憬，多少也道出天下父母親對孩子充滿可能性的未來抱有的祈盼和疑問。至於我對石頭，不無期望；願子『樂天豁達，謙遜愛人』，於願足矣！
Bless
Baby
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