I used to say that I’m not going to play golf (read this: EVER) because I find it BORING and it’s not my thing. I’d rather play volleyball or badminton, even basketball, than hit a ball with a club. I gave it a chance only because my husband bought me my own set of golf clubs (second hand) and said that he wants it to be our bonding activity. Who could say no?

Trying it today made me realize that it’s not as easy as I thought it was. Hitting the golf ball is challenging, tiring and requires the right grip, swing and posture. I think I’m going to eat my words. Playing golf is interesting and I want to learn more. I just need gloves and uhm new golf shoes, just kidding. 

Marcus in action

Gary in action

and me still wondering what was I doing there. LOL

When kids travel, they:

1. Enjoy the traveling part more than the destination, except of course if you’re going to Disneyland (or the like).
2. Get hungry and thirsty every second.
3. Get bored easily. So they either do or say the silliest things one could imagine and most of the time you just end up laughing.
4. Are super-hyper or maybe not. It’s just that you lack enough rest or sleep and too tired to look after them.
5. Need to go to the bathroom at the most inconvenient time and place. And ‘Wait’ is not an option.

6. Prefer to stay inside the hotel than go out. (Again, except if you’re going to a place that interest them)
7. Think they need to buy something, just anything. Like clothes, food, candy, souvenir, books… but most of the time TOYS. (Well, adults do feel that way too)
8. Will find a way to PLAY.
9. Can be easily pleased… for a short time.
10. Can’t be forced to MOVE when they’re sleepy. You’ll end up carrying them, on top of your hand-carries.

In short, kids will be kids. I am not discouraging anyone though. It’s fulfilling to travel as a family.  You just need to be well informed so that you’ll expect for the worst, come prepared and make the most of it. As they say, ‘Knowing is winning half the battle.’

Have you seen the Smurfs Movie? If so, it would be difficult to miss Clumsy Smurf. And if you’ve spent time with my son, Zach, it would be equally difficult not to see their similaries. Haha! We’re not making fun of my little boy but it’s just really funny to see how similar they are (whatever!). I used to be bothered about Zach’s clumsiness. He would fall all by himself just walking or running, without anything to cause him to slip or tip over. When he eats, his food is everywhere and he usually spills his drink. Marcus and Lia developed their physical skills and became independent faster than Zach. But then I realized that Zach must be ‘taking his time’ growing up and I don’t want to push things. Besides, intellectual ability wise, he belongs to the cream of the crop. So now what we do is to continually motivate him to keep up the good work and help him overcome his weaknesses with practice. Again, if you have seen the Smurfs movie, Clumsy smurf turned out to be the hero in the end. It may be too big for Zach to digest the overcoming-your-weakness idea, but I know he understood that you don’t need to be perfect to be the best. (Or something to that effect). Btw, Lia claims she’s smurfette. Strong-willed and papa’s girl she is, why not? La la lalalala… sing a happy song.