I have got a small desk in my son's room. In fact we share this desk. When I work here my son often plays behind me (like the time when he was a small baby, playing near mummy and letting mummy work). A good boy. While I am writing this blog entry he is playing behind me. I took this photo some days ago, and just looking at it you will know something about him and his world. The bookcase used to be mine but now nearly full of his stories and toys. The fan is always his friend, even there is his name on it. He likes assembling things (building things he can imagine) and drawing (the book I bought for him when we were in Saigon) and reading Doremon and Conan stories (they are in the bed).
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Son's world
I have got a small desk in my son's room. In fact we share this desk. When I work here my son often plays behind me (like the time when he was a small baby, playing near mummy and letting mummy work). A good boy. While I am writing this blog entry he is playing behind me. I took this photo some days ago, and just looking at it you will know something about him and his world. The bookcase used to be mine but now nearly full of his stories and toys. The fan is always his friend, even there is his name on it. He likes assembling things (building things he can imagine) and drawing (the book I bought for him when we were in Saigon) and reading Doremon and Conan stories (they are in the bed).
