Daddy...daddy cool

DH didn't have to take the detour back to Batu Pahat from Segamat but he did. This was Wednesday.

By Tuesday Sya was already feeling the strain of having daddy go to work so far away so many times.

Sitting or so quietly sometimes, she stares into the distance and only God knows what she's thinking.





The bond between a loving father and a daughter works in mysterious ways.

So she did the unthinkable when I said "Where's Dada?"

She scuried over to my mother's sofa and picked up the blue receiver.



And with those big bunny eyes she looked at me and gestured for me to dial that number.



Unfortunately "dada" was too busy to pick up the phone.



Of course I could tell from her face how frustrated she was.



But like I said before..."The bond between a loving father and a daughter works in mysterious ways.."

Later a familiar sound of recognizable car engine made her startled.

"NOOOO it cant be?"





But yes it was..."dada" came home for a bit to kiss darling Syasya's blues away...YEAY!



p/s don't you just love happy endings?