Family Day

~Family is key . Key to many doors. ~

A family will always remind you of who you were. Like a couple of days ago, I was playing  bubbles and catch with the diplodocus and the spideymonster in the front porch and heard pepe call out to us to come in as it was already 10pm and too late to play outside. Forgetting how old we were, we ran in and sat quietly in the corner playing legos. No one but my dad can make us really feel like the naughty children we are deep down inside. Apart from spideymonster of course, who is in fact, a child.

And sometimes family can mean more than just parents, children, spouses or siblings. I always consider the Pekster to be my sister, though we come from totally different backgrounds, culturally and ethically. Even those we work with can be a family to us, in a way. So when the M decided to hold a family day in Mont Kiara recently, a bunch of the girls(travelling pants members?)joined in.

The first time I went to this kind of event was last year when the diplodocus and toads wrangled me into driving them to the event. I had an hours lecture of how we are a family and simply MUST attend the event. For half a day I was getting knocked into by cross eyed crocodile looking children and meeting up with someone called Nanthiny and her husband whom I haven’t met for years and whose first words to me was something nasty(oh so fun!) and then out of spite stuffing popcorn into my ears and getting sand into my shoes and almost getting whacked in the tummy with a baseball bat by somebody’s nephew. Though diplodocus and the toads made a new friend and they were happy, I vowed to not step into that equestrian club again

But here we were, me wrangled again by diplodocus and the sisterhood of colorful pants. Though I gotta say, it wasn’t too bad this year. Probably cause mean Nanthiny and her husband wasn’t in attendance this year.

Or maybe cause sitting there, enjoying the spectacle of Chee getting thrown off the rodeo bull, I realized that there wasn’t anywhere else I would rather be than spending a day with members of my Happy Family.  I came to realize that some of these people were the same people I had met (and some knocked into) last year. Some single ones were now married and came with their spouses, some newly married ones came with a stroller and a chubby drooly baby, and it was good to see the kids growin up. It reminded me of how life and its circle keeps moving, dragging us along its currents to whatever events fate has in store for each of us and our families.

Ok, maybe that’s too deep, but its somewhere along those lines. I guess I would probably go for the event next year. But this time maybe with spideymonster.