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From Father to Son by Julian Seah...

Dear Dad, there are times when I look back and I wonder why was I punished so badly, why was I beaten within an inch of my life. For all my transgressions, I was but a child trying to grow up. I grew up angry, hurt and defiant. I often wondered why would a father treat his son so...but now that I'm a father, I know, you love me and meant well.

Dear Son, I wasn't the perfect son to my father, your grandfather. When you were born, I swore I wouldn't lay a finger on you because I never want to put my own son through the punishment I suffered. I soon learnt how easy it is to anger over a child's misdeeds, no matter big or small. While I never laid a finger on you, I'm sure my rage and words have indelibly left a mark on you. What I'm trying to say is, I'm trying and learning as I go, I may trip but I do love you very much and I want the best for you. So please forgive my loud angry words, as I've forgiven my father, your grandfather. I just simply want to be there for you, no matter what you do, in times of joy, achievements, mischief, misdeeds, sorrow, pain...after all, we are all our Father's sons.

Gift beyond Words by Terence Ng...

My daughter saw her mum wrapping a present for somebody and wanted a pretty wrapping paper from me. I had hasted to give it to her as it was an "expensive" and exquisite piece. She gave me a surprise and taught me a very dear lesson in life.

Daughter's Wig by Leonard Lim...

It irks me when strangers always ask me;"Boy or Girl?" when they see me carrying my darling girl out. So, I decided to use my beard as a wig for my daughter so that they would not mistake her for a boy next time.
Cheerios!

See the attached picture... ...

They spice up my life! by Danny Lee...

I'm a proud Dad with 2 beautiful girls and 1 charming boy. I thank God for the joys he had added to my life not one but three! They are my motivations for many things and to mention one of them that is to quit smoking.
When my wife and myself planned for our first child 8 years ago, I made a tough decision, quit smoking. I'm not sure how firm I can be but I'm determine to give it a shot all for my baby.
After my wife conceived, I still stay firm from temptations as I'm more concern to keep my little precious one safe and healthy as I see my wife's tummy grew bigger each day. When the day comes, I finally get to see her face to face, she melts my heart when i shake her tiny hand.
Temptations did not end there. But the power of my love for the little ones keep me sane. Today, I'm a proud Dad who is proud to say I'm smoke-free for 8 years and for many more years to come. All thanks to my 3 darlings, Joey, Chloe and Joshua.
I have attached a short clip, short enough to share the joy of just being there! =) enjoy!

Dads No Less by Jayaraman Subramanian...

This is not to accuse or complain, but to bring awareness. Often it is said, Dads do not care for children as much a Moms. There is no denying the fact that Moms always play a significant role right from the very beginning. About 9 months of painstaking carrying of baby and followed by a generally painful delivery. During this period, Dads (to-be) role is often ignored. We do appreciate the fact that Moms-to-be have an additional burden. We do help in house hold chores like cooking, washing, taking care of other children and expecting less for works specifically related to us (example: preparing breakfast, pressing dress, making coffee etc).
Once the Child is born, it is often complained that Dads leave it to Mom to care the baby. But I have taken care of both my babies during this period, doing everything thing that possibly can be done:- bathing, changing dress, feeding milk, comforting, keeping awake in the night to let wife sleep, monitoring baby whole night when there is a need etc. I am sure I can hear a Yes from many dads. But we do not advertise these and do not consider this as anything extra ordinary.
Right through the children schooling period, when I am in Singapore, i do not disturb my wife in the morning to prepare my Son to school. I wake up in the morning, prepare his breakfast (Dosais, Paratas, breads etc) and make sure he wakes up and go to school on time.
I do prepare the dinner for my daughter who, needs a special item every night different from the previous nights.
The point is Dads are not less than moms in caring for the children. But I do certainly recognize the special role of women by nature to keep the mankind going.

Embrace the joys of fatherhood by Peter Ong Yi Chao...

Spending a fruitful afternoon at Botanic Gardens with my dear son is the perfect way to strengthen the bond between father and child. I always make it a point to spend the entire weekend with him as I believe that the warmth of the family is of utmost importance. Giving him a memorable childhood is beneficial for mental well being.

The Rhythm by Ong Wee Hiang Kenneth...

How about a little Rhythm in the bathtub with Papa and Baby?

Stuck on Velcro by Joseph Gerard Smith...

This was one of those family events that my wife insisted on putting us through ... Joseph wanted to try everything and I was the sacrifice. I always have to be one of the boys as Thomas was only three and refused to be involved (he's smart). So, we had to jump at the same time and be stuck on the wall while the Mrs took photos.

To be sure, I am not complaining too much openly because of the Mrs and of course, I know whenever my sons look back at their childhoods, I am still going to be their hero. These things that I have to do now have gotta to be worth it in the end!

3 generations under one roof by Terence Foo...

Recently, I taught my 6 years old girl, Renee on how to use a handphone in preparation for her primary school next year.

One day, I received a call from Renee and she asked whether 'Nai Nai' (grandma) could 'beat her backside'. I told her that Nai Nai used to 'beat my backside' so that I grew up to be a responsible person. So if Nai Nai can discipline me, then she can do likewise to Renee for being naughty.

After that, Renee said ok and I could hear from the phone, Renee repeating what I said to Nai Nai. Then Nai Nai picked up the phone and we both laughed together.

Life being a Father by Rodney Low Yong Chuan...

Life had a very tough as my beloved son only see me once a week only. Though is only every Saturday from 10am to 5pm, these valuable moment and time is very important! My son don't with me as her mother and I were divorced and the family court had given joint custody and I am quiet happy about it. Thanks to my lawyer from Christopher Brigades and the Family Courts Judge who had this wise decisional for me to regain confident and strong relationship with my beloved son who is now 9 years old. I wish him all the best to upcoming eduation at Tanjong Katong Primary School.

My little bundle of Joy by Koh Qyuia Teng Alex...

I have a loving wife and an adorable daughter, Giselle. She is coming 7 months this 19th. One big incentive for me would be when i get home from work. It has been a long and hectic day at the office. On the way back,the traffic's crazy,people are impatient and everything else seem to go wrong. But when I get home, that's a different story.

The moment I peer into her cot and say "hello, Papa's home!" Her eyes turn towards my voice and for 3 seconds, she gazes straight into my eyes without saying anything.. Then she breaks into the widest and most lovely smile.
This is the moment that all my day's troubles and frustration at work disappear. I now know what the meaning of a 'heart melting smile' is. She seems to say to me "Papa, please don't think/speak about work anymore, could you come over and caryy me? I miss you!" At this point, I just put down all the worries of the world and pick her up to cuddle her. I close my eyes and tell myself how blessed I am to have my wife and daughter by my side when I am troubled.
It brought back memories of when my own father would come back from work and I would rush to give him a big hug, I didn't care that he was dirty or smelly from a long day or even if he was caryying lots of stuff, I just wanted to hug him! I still remember the big smile on my dad's face.
Well now I fully understand this joy that my dad felt, since I am experiencing it myself.

Having a child really changes your perspective. Most major decisions that I make now include Giselle. This new-found sense of statisfaction is surreal and cannot be replaced by anything in this world. I am so proud to call myself a Dad!

Lose Something? by Andrew Chin Lee Ong...

My teenage Son lost his file at school one day. The file contained very important pieces of work which he needed. He came home feeling upset and dejected about it. My wife suggested He pray about it and ask Jesus where the file is but he replied "what's the use, it's lost!". He called us before school started the next day sounding very excited and said that he had found the file and that he would tell us all about it when he got home. When he got back from school, we learnt that he had second thoughts about his unbelief just before he went to bed the night before. He prayed and asked Jesus to tell him, in a dream, the whereabouts of his file. In his dream, he "saw" where the file was located -positioned at a certain angle in a shelf within a room he did not expect the file to be in. The next morning he went looking for that room and found the file in exactly the way it was positioned in his dream. It was the identical "visual picture" he had "seen" in his dream. We gave thanks for God's faithfulness in answering prayers. As a father, I could not be more happy to witness this milestone in my son's spiritual growth as he learns to depend more and more on Jesus to take over in the areas of life where we have little or no control over.

I made my son's day by Patrick Tan...

I had spent 2 days with my son Paul when he just hit 13yrs on the topic of being sexually pure. The most important and fun part would be the afternoon fun and evening dinner.
I chose to bike with him at East Coast, which was what he loved to do at that time just to make his day. I wasn't keen of bicycle because of my injured back. After 2 hours of fun riding after him, he stopped and turned to me and said, "Dad, now I can tell my friends, I have the greatest Dad!"
- Wow! I thought I made his day, but instead he made my day which I will never forget!

Being a Dad and a Friend by William Tan...

Living overseas your circle of friends is quite small for a 13 year old. When public holidays come around and school is out; these teenagers will gather at each others home and have sleep overs to play interactive computer games. I think it is better to have them at home then in the streets right? You also get to know each one of his friends and how they relate with one another over the meal table.
I notice these are opportunities you catch an inappropriate language or friendly bulling; you can catch that teachable moment and bring change.
During trips; I would get requests for games and American candy etc. That is part of the job description of being his Dad and his friend.
I am traveling today on my 51st birthday and guess what my 13 year old prayed for me. "God bless Daddy with wisdom and let him know that he is getting older." I do not need to be reminded that I am getting older but I need to know that I am a Dad to my boys and also their friend.

Zoo Visit by Patrik Tam...

It's been a year since I brought my boys to the Zoo. I believe they had fun enjoying going to the place than seeing the animals itself. I will bring them more often to the zoo as I believe it will help them to appreciate the nature and animals God has given unto us. Thank you for viewing and voting.

Priceless Quality Time by Sufnaidi Ahmad...

I am grateful as I'm gifted with three adorable precious gems; two princesses and a prince charming. They are Qina, Fiqah and Afiq. Being a proud dad of three little ones, they bring joy and happiness to mine life and dear wife too. They are whom that I look upon after a hard day at work; and seeing them just flushed all the tiredness after a day at work.

Spending quality time with them is priceless. The joy being there with them, at every moment is meaningful in mine and their life. Going on a short trip, such as a train trip to Kuala Lumpur is what we enjoyed most, and that's the photo on our previous train trip to KL. I would bring them again on a train trip, and the little ones would love it.

Thank You

I'll be there for him, for better or worst by Vincent Lee...

I often tell married friends around me who didn't want to have kids yet that having a kid is not as easy as buying a can of coke.

I know that because conceiving Xavier took almost two years and heaps of luck. Both my wife and I have given up hope of conceiving naturally and were preparing for more invasive methods when miracle stuck and my wife was pregnant with Xavier.

You could call it first time jitters but right up to the moment when my wife was in labour, I still had thoughts of whether will I be a good father and teach my baby the right stuffs and the right values.

But once I had Xavier in my arms and he looked at me for the first time, all doubts were cast away and the fatherly instinct just kicked in naturally.

Xavier is 20 months now and he has been such a joy to have and I can't imagine life without him anymore. He would show us new actions and dance he learn every day, or say new words (while we try to guess what is he referring too). I'm still learning the ropes on how to be a better father but whatever happens, I will always be there for him, for better or for worst.

"From Sacrificing to Cherishing" by Hendri Harmoko...

The picture shows my daughter and my wife. They are now the top two people I cherish in my life. When we cherish somebody, we WANT to spend time with him/her. When we value our family, we take pleasure in being with them.

Many people said that we need to sacrifice our time, energy and effort for our family. Initially that was I felt toward my family; I sacrificed some parts of my self for my family. Only recently I realized that I love being together with my family; spending time with them is very precious to me. And that was the time I move forward from ‘sacrificing’ to ‘cherishing’.

Best Regards,
Hendri Harmoko

Daddy, You sleep early. by Ray Mond Cheow...

My 6 years old son Caaleb would always require / love to have either myself or my wife to sit next to him while he watches his favourite cartoon network programs. It was a Tuesday night, around 11pm, Caaleb as usual is watching his cartoon program Shaun The Sheep. My eyes could hardly open after a hard day at work, yet my heart and soul tells me to accompany my darling boy on the sofa. It seems a ton of weight was on my eyes, i could hardly stay awake. A moment later, Caaleb looked at me, with a serious tone, he said: " Daddy, you go sleep early, you're tired, i can watch my cartoon by myself..." i felt so surprised and heartwarming, my 6 year old son, would consider my tiredness first and his company second, to ask me to go rest while he stays alone in the hall. Tears rolled down my cheeks, i hugged Caaleb tightly and whispered in his ears, "Daddy will keep you company, no matter what". That very night, i made sure he sleeps in tightly, kissed his cheeks before i turn off the lights.

Raising a multi-lingual child by Dean Loh Yen Yoon...

My son, you are going to be arriving in less than 48 hours from now. If you asked me whether I am ready, I can tell you very frankly that I can never be too ready. I am as excited as I am apprehensive at the same time. How will you turn out to be? Will you be a rascal, or you will be the opposite (nerdy)? Will you be a superhero who will save the world, or you will bring the entire world down at your feet (then save it)? Will you like Coca-cola, or you will prefer coffee (both also contain caffeine…)

But (one of) the biggest concern that, er, concerns me, is how many languages will you speak?

See, Daddy was born a Hakka, then I went to national school in Malaysia and spoke Mandarin and Bahasa in the first 18 years or my life. When I came out to work, I had to push myself to learn and speak English, at the same time, friends around me spoke Cantonese. So all and all, I can speak five languages & dialects, pretty well and with various accents too!

For Mommy, she speaks Cantonese, Mandarin, and English. That sums up the three common languages between Daddy and Mommy, which you need to be able to speak.

I somehow am pretty sure that you will not have problem picking up English (after all, all these messages are in English.) So I’m really concerned if you will speak the remaining two.

Obviously the best way to learn a language is to use it, and use it often. Which means to say, we need to speak with you in three different languages all of the time. I don’t know how pleasant it is for us, but you will definitely be confused, big time! Imagine each time you want milk you have to go: “Mommy I want milk, niu-nai, ngao-lye!” and Mommy goes: “I thought you just had it, he-liao, yum-zhor?” At such rate, very soon you will get tired of speaking and you might just resort to send us email/SMS only.

Anyway, like I said, this happens to be one of my concerns, and I’ll only know the outcome until you come around. In the meantime, I might just start to practice on speaking in three languages at the same time.