The Family Man
January 1, 2013
My kids have somehow managed to get it into their young heads that papa is a secret agent. That’s why he’s never in Singapore. They seem to like rummaging through my bag in the hotel room. From time to time, one of them will hold up an electric toothbrush or shaver asking me aloud, “what is this papa?” I look at it and say toothbrush….shaver….camera. Only for the them to ask again….”but what is it really papa?” As if its something else that only secret agents would know about.
My oldest turn to me after finishing a bed time story. My kids love my stories. They love it so much we all seem to over shoot sleep time by at least a full hour. His face is now serious and he ask “why do you have to be away from us all the time papa? Why can’t you be with us all the time and tell us stories like before?” I don’t answer him. Instead I smile and look down.