Consequence/Effect

Uncle Allen brought Javier and Samantha to play with you tonight. They were in the pool while you decide not to swim since you swam quite a bit in the last while. You all had fun together.

We, the adults, were singing in the Karaoke Room. About couple hours later, you came in and wanted to talked to your mom. What happened was you accidentally broke the Towel Rack in the basement washroom while drying your feet. You were very upset of yourself for that had happened. Uncle Allen saw you in the basement. You said to him that you expected mommy to give you hard time. You knew you wouldn't hide about this. You went to tell mommy about this. Your mommy went to the basement with you to check on the damage. Your mommy knew you didn't do it on purpose. It was an accident. However, had you taken the towel down from the rack to wipe your feet instead of the pulling from the rack with your feet lean against the rack, this would not have happened.

Your mommy didn't give you any hard time or penalize you. She wanted you to know the consequence or effect of your action although it was an accident. Your mommy explained to you the procedure to get the towel rack fixed. It needed 4 trades all together to complete the job. Your mommy asked what were you planning to do about it? You told her you want to pay for it but only you didn't have enough money. All you could give was $53. Your mommy told you if you were willing to give all you had, she would pay the rest. Your mommy came back to the Karaoke Room and told us the above. 5 minutes later, you came down with a $50 bill and a $5 bill to give to your mommy. You seemed to feel good about your contribution and being responsible for the effect of the action.

It was a lesson for you to learn that there is effect in everything we do whether it's intentional or unintentional. We all have to be responsible for it. I am glad and proud of you being a thoughtful, responsible and taking ownership of your action.

Well done Deon!

Trusting Kid

Hi Deon,

Your mommy discovered the nice beach in the Mandalay Bay Hotel in Las Vegas. She wanted to take you there. Below was the conversation you and mommy had. It was very sweet and heart melting. I am sure when you read this in later days, you will appreciate your thankfulness, trust and the intimacy you have with mommy.

Love ya!
Kaima

Sent: Jul 25, 2010 3:59 PM

This morning De ask "so how was dancing last night"

Amy said "it was good, is that what you wanted to hear?"

De says "no, I want to hear it was "great" instead"


This afternoon Amy says "De, I want to take you to Vegas for the beautiful man-made beach in Mandalay Bay"

De says "but I need some notice to pack"

Amy says "that beach is so beautiful, bring me my laptop and I will show you"

De says "No need"

Amy says "Why?"

De says "because if you say it is beautiful then I know for sure it must be beautiful"
Sent from my BlackBerry device on the Rogers Wireless Network


Sent from my BlackBerry device on the Rogers Wireless Network

My Precious God-Son

Hi Deon,

I am very proud of you. You have always acted as a big brother to the kids who are younger than you. For example, when we took Katelyn or Celine out, you always let them sit on the booster seat in my car. You felt you're bigger than them and they should sit in the booster seat although that was your seat. That is a very caring side of you.

Just this past weekend, we went to the Kid's Market in Granville Island with Jordan and uncle Monjie. Not only you let Jordan sat on the booster seat, you even told me to give all the tickets to Jordan from the game I was good at. I usually get a few hundred tickets for you every time we went. Because Jordan was with us, you were so sharing and caring to offer all my tickets to Jordan. I am so proud of you Deon. This clearly demonstrates how mature you are as a big brother, a playmate and most importantly a role model. How can I not love you dearly my precious god-son?

I love you!

Kaima

Cello

You started to learn cello about a year ago. In June, there was a Year End Concert from your school. You of course played cello. I missed the concert. Glad you mommy took some photos. If not, I wouldn't be able to see how good you look on a cello. I want to blog this for you although I was not with you at that time. I will support everything you do. I love you very much my dearest god-son.