We were walking along today when our hero suddenly stopped and struck a pose. “I’m a statue!” he proclaimed.
Monthly Archives: September 2014
Nyan Thomas After Dark
A couple Thursdays ago, we had a public holiday here in Singapore – i.e., Nyan’s school was closed the next day – so Nyan got to stay outside and play well after the sun went down. What did he get up to? Well, he hooked up with his buddy Daniel, a boy about his age who was born in Singapore to European ex-pat parents, who lives in the same apartment complex as us. Daniel’s big into knights, dragons, castles and the like. So here they are, doing something about fighting the hordes of witches that were apparently descending from the sky:
And here are the two amigos, running around the playground, screaming, yelling, doing the “crocodile stomp” (egged on a bit by Daddy, perhaps):
Finally, here’s the calmest video of the bunch, Nyan just checking out the scene:
The Dentist
A few weeks back, all three of us went to see the dentist for general cleaning and check-ups. Nyan’s first! He was a trooper – though he did seem to hold on to Mommy’s hand a bit harder than usual. Still, it’s all good – his teeth were cavity free, and only took a little bit of cleaning to get the gunk off. Well done, little guy.
Nyan Thomas, Beach Bum
We live on a tropical island. In fact we live a 10-minute stroll from the shore, and a long stretch of sand. Unfortunately that sand looks out onto one of the busiest shipping lanes in the world, and those ships don’t much care if they dump their trash overboard and if that trash then washes ashore. Jerks. But no problem: when we need a fix of sand and sea, we just hop a ferry or a plane and in no time we’re on another tropical island, one with clean beaches.
Nyan had never spent time on a beach before we moved here, but he’s taking to it like a fish to, uh, sand. Here he is, showing off the latest swimwear for this season:
Here’s our boy on the island of Langkawi, Malaysia, this past weekend:
This is Nyan on Bintan, Indonesia – digging in the sand (while staring at the group of girls who would later chase him around) and splashing in a small tidal pool.
Some video of Nyan, kicking and splashing in that same tidal pool:
And finally, what’s a day on a breezy beach without a kite?