Jon at Gaama Office

Ruffling up gaamapa's bed is the kids' specialty!

Jon walked in with bunch of keys dangling from chain in pocket.... like a rich businessman. takes locking up quite seriously and with responsibility. "I have to lock up carefully, no one in house, helper overseas. Dont want anyone to steal our things", he declared. Waited for us at pickup point, neatly dressed. Aircon not working in car. Gaama's glam hair ruffled by wind.Reminded Jon of the parameters of expectations of conduct and meal etiquette when he is with gaama in office. Duly noted and acknowledged by Jon. Friendly and related with staff well. He got down to work quickly to work from printing room but had fun with the boys in my office, enticing him to eat mooncakes, etc. Jon polished off mooncakes plus yolk happily. Accompanied aunty Elsie to help buy lunch for all. Cheerful and hungry. Requested for and enjoyed his favourite fried batang with black sauce. Chose his own veg [cabbage, no greens] and taukwa. Helped Rev Simon with good portion of saltfish fried rice with taugeh and chicken chop, central dish. Towards end of meal, Jon struggled to swallow his veg which he knew he had to. Drowning himself with sips of water from his bottle. Gaama confiscated his water bottle so he would not be flushing veg down with tons of water. Last to finish, due to veg. Left alone to finish meal. Gaama uncovered some veg buried under rice and promptly dug up for Jon to finish. "Ooops, I didnt see the veg". Smart fella, like his gaapa. I take Jon's word for it. All finally accomplished. Jon cleared and wiped table, stacked chairs. We both enjoyed a good cuppa. Finished work mid afternoon, took a book and requested to read at long table beside my desk, in open office. Had yew teow for tea. Jon enjoyed the company here and the staff love to pamper him with lots of food, unhealthy food. Jon grinning ear to ear. Gaapa coming to fetch us home soon, air-con in car repaired. Hurray!