Ớt sa tế xả và bánh tráng trộn 5 sao tại nhà! hị hị!!

 you asked me to do craft work with you to have "quality time and bonding" (quotation - actually surprised, have no idea where you have such ideas and vocabulary, i believe the 2 topics do have strong connection with each other and George Orwell would agree with me as well! - walking around the bush again, however, this is my blog, I am allowed to let my mind wander wherever it likes to :p). 

You started this "Halloween project" from school. It was one of extra activities and does not matter much, children can finish, or can leave it. You brought home and continued to work on in your spare time. Papà supported you by searching for glue and materials. you cut tiny pictures from a paper napkin, laying them on this plastic dish and trying to make it as relevant as a story as possible. Afterward, you hung this dish on the door, but inside our house, I thought you would hang it outside, but you said no, because you want to decorate for US, we are the ones who enjoy it, not to showcase to the others. <3 How lovely! This is certainly the smartest way to enjoy life. I remember, again, the way a famous Vietnamese writer - Nguyễn Ngọc Tư "evaluated" someone on her blog "the flowers are laid nicely on the table in a dark but cosy kitchen, it is obvious that the flowers are for the owner and only for the owner, such a joy that no need to show to publish, an intimate moment to treasure the beauty, on your own". Then I remember my mom once "complained - as she always did and does", "that girl is unacceptable! from clothes and makeup it seems she is clean and tidy, but her house and private life is a mess, what is the point". Well, with a second-grade level of education, it is unfair to expect her to provide comments in a fancy way, but he has her point somehow. How people perceive her ideas might be different, but mine is: 

1) yeah! seeming "nice" and "elegant", whatever positive adjectives you can think of, but contrary from the inside does not sound right to me 

2) Commenting or judging someone's private life is not nice either. Maybe because of that, i tried not to do it, i remind myself it is not my business, i have no right to judge and absolutely never say it to anyone. 

It was my interpretation when i was a kid. Now, i share my value with the first point too, maybe I am old. :) 

Sorry, got lost again! 

I mean you treasure family, your private life, which I am very thankful of. Credits to papà who shows you the value that I myself do share with but have no means or ideas how to establish. 

Though my life fell apart, i do remember the moment when my mom came home from work and we 4 together, listening to each other's stories. We talked at that time. 

Suddenly I remember, that we really did talk at the time...