Sebastian’s Avatar Cake

Sebastian loved the movie "Avatar." Hard not to love the film (albeit some of the violence and swearing) considering how beautiful the film. Therefore, Sebastian asked for an Avatar birthday cake. This year he took a great interest in helping to design/make the cake (and eat the leftover icing) but didn't know it was going to have a floating mountain until the final product emerged. Below is a short video of Sebastian explaining the cake. The cake was shared with his friends Alex and Adam. The party was held at Paintball Headquarters followed by pizza and cake at our place. For the record, it should be footnoted that Tantalising Tess provided considerable creative input in the making of the cake – despite having never seen the movie – thus she is officially co-creator. In fact, Tess baked the cake giving her two thirds writes to its creation. I only added the icing.

The kids love to shave…

The rugby season is off to a good start. At our first tournament, where the Hong Kong mini-rugby league set a Guinness world record of the largest mini-rugby tournament (2610 players), Sebastian's Sandy Bay team (the Under 10s) won two games and tied one game. (Left: officials announce the audited player total for the day. The last record was set 10 years ago in the US with 800+ mini-rugby players.)

The second "DEA" tournament at King's Park we won two games and tied one game. Our last game we played Valley Fort – "the team" to beat – and won 2 – 1. One of the tries we scored happened after Sebastian won the scrum when it was Valley Fort's ball. Seb (playing Hooker) snatched it out of the scrum with his foot, scrumhalf tossed to flyhalf, flyhalf halfway across the pitch to the 1st receiver in the wing who dashed up to Valley Fort's try line. It was a beautiful play. (Left: Sebastian's team celebrate their Valley Fort victory at the end of the day.)

Third tournament, on our home turf at Sandy Bay, we played four games. Valley Fort came back for a revenge game resulting in a tie. The three other games we won: 7-0, 5-0 and 2-0. I am no rugby expert, but the other coach and I (Tim) are focusing on making sure the kids know where they're supposed to be, and what they're supposed to be doing, at different points in the game. (Left: At the DEA Tournament, Jasper outruns Valley Fort on his way to scoring a try. Thanks for the great picture, Dale!)

The triplets are not doing quite as well although they are holding their own! Carys scored her first try in a tournament at DEA. It was as if she'd tasted blood and played like a fiend the rest of the day. So did Sela, who after NOT scoring a try but playing very well, cried for 15 – 20 minutes.  In case you're wondering about the red splotches on the kids' skin… we used leftover fake blood from Halloween to freak out the opposing teams. (Left: proud Carys after scoring her try and the obligatory annual Candy Floss Shot.)

All this rugby makes the kids dirty. We've had a few fun Sunday nights where the kids have "pretend shaved." I give them a big plastic spoon and handful of shaving cream. The boys shave their faces and the girls their legs. In the picture below Jasper watches with a "hair job" from the tournament. Part of the idea is to give Tantalising Tess, who busts her butt all the time for our family, a quiet break. I always attempt to have these baths be "whisper" baths. Can you hear Tess laughing… yeah, these baths don't provide for much whispering and if you think the water looks dirty now, you should have seen it after I washed his hair!

What’s your leadership story?

I have to constantly check-in with how I'm doing as a dad. As the kids get older, I worry my dad skills are declining. In fact I know they so. But, I'm determined that this is not going to be my story. I've had a leadership story for a long time but this week I had the chance to re-write my story while co-conducting a corporate leadership workshop. I chose to include family and community in my story. Essentially I am what one might call a natural leader – pushing others into the foreground while I remain in the background. Unfortunately this isn't always great for ones career but nonetheless it's my style. If enough people ask me, I might share the full statement!

As part of living out my story, Sebastian and I had the chance to spend a morning together last Saturday. The triplets and Tess were on a junk trip but Sebastian had a doctors appointment first thing in the AM. After the appointment we went to IFC to do some shopping: we bought Seb and the triplets Octopus cards (Sebastian was thrilled). We bought me Men's Clinique Scruffing Lotion 1.5. (My face was thrilled.) The purchase entitled me to free parking. (Darn, should have told Tess 'cause normally getting things free or cheap is a real aphrodisiac for Terrific Tess and she would have been, errr, thrilled.) Then we went to see "Despicable Me."

While waiting for the movie to commence we went to Starbucks. I had my usual Venti Vanilla Latte. Sebastian had a small not-so-hot, hot chocolate with whip cream on top. Seb wanted a spoon so I suggested he ask one of the baristas.

The first time he approached the cashier it was busy and with all the tall adults around Seb got lost in the crowd. He came back discouraged with no spoon. "I can't do it," he said.

I encouraged Seb to try again and be a little louder. This time there were less people. The second time, just as he was approaching the cashier, mustering all the volume he could, the cashier turned away to help the other baristas. He didn't see nor hear Seb. Sebastian returned very discouraged with no spoon. By now Seb's confidence was eroding and his voice a mere mumble.

"Try again," I encouraged, "how about this lady at this end who is clearing dishes? Just give her a big loud 'excuse me!'"

With trepidation Sebastian approached the lady. She swung and said, "Yes, how may I help you?" A few seconds later Sebastian returned with spoon in hand and feeling much more confident about himself.

What's your leadership story?

Seb sipping his “not too hot” hot chocolate

Sebastian made wise choices

During our trip to Hua Hin, Sebastian had two moments where he made exceptionally wise choices. The first happened when we went Go Karting. Seb drove a small go-kart at Fintry in 2008 and 2009. Even though the Hua Hin track had faster cars, we were told by the track owner that he could put a governor on the accelerator. That didn't work too well – Sebastian took a single seater racing go-kart around the track at a speed that had all parents jumping out of their skin with a fright, and had him completing the first lap a good 10 – 15 seconds ahead of the second car. (There are no pictures of the first lap – he was going too fast.) Then Sebastian pulled into the pit.  Above: A shot of the track; Tess and Jasper on their way out for a spin.

I ran over to see how Sebastian was doing. As I leaned down into the face of his helmet I heard him say, "It's TOO FAST." Sebastian decided he shouldn't drive the single seater. This was when we discovered that the double seaters were the same chassis as the single seaters, but in addition to the double seat, also had a fiberglass body to them. The owner said, "If your boy can't drive the single seater he won't be able to drive the doubles."
(Above: Carys and I try to overtake Jasper and Tess. I was trying to show I wasn't driving. Carys thought I was waving at the camera and waved, too. Who is steering? Next, Sela and Ursula driving together.)

We allowed Sebastian to drive a double-seater (it had double steering wheels) with Seb controlling the pedals. I provided back-up steering (required 50% of the time) and instruction on when to accelerate, brake and so on. This appeased Seb a little, but overall was kind of a drag. Sebastian was in a funk for the next several hours saying, "Stopping that car was the worst decision of my life." No, actually it was a VERY GOOD decision, all the adults agreed, and I am sure it was God's Grace that had Sebastian survive that first lap.

(Above: honest Sebastian, no hands, I am not steering!)

Our last day in Hua Hin, the triplets went pony riding with the girls from the other family we vacationed with, while the other dad, teenager, Seb and I went to shoot real guns. We went to a local range operated by either the police or military. (Most likely the police.) Ahead of time I briefed Sebastian on the usual listening and obedience reminders along with (1) that we would each only shoot a few bullets from each gun; (2) he would most likely only shoot a rifle, not a hand gun because it would probably be too powerful for him to hold and (3) he would have an adult with him at all times, possibly even helping him hold the gun.
(Above: Sebastian tries on a real bullet proof vest, on sale at the shooting range.)

The first gun we shot was a .22 caliber M16-style Heckler and Koch. The light gun was substantial enough to absorb most of the recoil energy. Very simple gun to shoot with little kick back. I stood behind Sebastian while he "dry-fired" it then live fired a few rounds. He was quite thrilled but serious.
(Above: yours truly shoots the H&K, M16-style rifle.)

The second gun we shot was a 9mm Glock. This handgun provided quite a bit of kick. I fired a few rounds then asked Seb if he wanted to give it a try. He said no. By this time another man was practising with a .38 caliber revolver and 9 mm Beretta. Without earmuffs the sound was frightening and hard on the ears.

The third gun we shot was a 9 mm caliber, automatic Heckler and Koch UMP. Despite being the same caliber as the Gloch, this gun had power behind it probably from the focused energy of the bullet when exiting the barrel. Sebastian dry fired the H&K while I made sure the rifle butt stayed affixed to his shoulder. Seb then live fired two rounds in the semi-automatic mode, that kicked against his shoulder despite me providing some assistance holding the end of the gun on his shoulder. That was enough and Sebastian declined any further shooting. The other father and son opted for another round on the M16 while Seb and I had a soft drink inside.
(Above: Sebastian dry-fires [unloaded] the H&K with and without support.)

I asked Sebastian why he didn't want to shoot the handgun. Essentially it came down to Seb being uncertain if he could properly control the gun. Another wise choice.

Overall the experience gave Sebastian a sense that guns are extraordinarily dangerous. Sebastian was able to see other people taking extreme care while handling and shooting their guns. He also appreciates that movies are incredibly unrealistic: lots of goodies and baddies shoot guns without earmuffs. Sebastian now understands that's just not reality without hurting ones ears. Finally, Sebastian tried on a real bullet proof vest: heavy, thick and restricts movement… but only US$ 180 in Thailand! We had a fun morning and Sebastian made his second wise choice of the trip. (Above: Sebastian listens to instructions while he prepares to live-fire the H&K. The second picture he is firing but unfortunately it is blurry.)

Hua Hin view from our balcony

Below is the view from our balcony in Hua Hin. To get here one flies into Bangkok, then takes a 2.5 hour drive to Hua Hin. We are with another family and the kids have been remarkably good. We were promised and confirmed for connecting rooms but that wasn’t delivered our first night here.

At the next morning breakfast buffet the spigot fell out of the giant milk urn as Tess was getting milk for the kids’ cereal. What ensued was an outpouring of milk, showering itself all over Tess and anything in sight. I stuck my finger in the hole to stop the flood. Major mess – even the cats and kittens hanging around the resort would take a while to clean this up! Twenty minutes later when Sebastian toasted a donut, much to the horror of onlookers but hey it’s not like they tried to stop him, the staff were still mopping up the milk.

The dairy deluge, the original promise of connecting rooms plus ants all over our friends’ toothbrushes when they woke-up, were used as leverage for room upgrades. We now have a very conveniently located room “family suite.” Basically it’s two connecting rooms with one entrance. The second kids room has a pirate theme and easily sleeps three. Kids are thrilled. Below they watch a movie before breakfast in “the pirate ship!”

Tess says, “we’re doing something cool. wed and thurs we are going to see the bridge on the river kwai. It is an overnight excursion and we sleep on what I imagine is a little boat ‘a floatel’ not overburdened with mod cons and space…, we raft and ride elephants, and visit WW2 graves. A great chance to combine history and fun!! We are seriously excited.”

During the upgrade discussions the hotel duty manager buckled pretty quickly. He said the recent turmoil in Bangkok has caused a 75% year-on-year drop in business for the hotel. For example, when a bomb went off in Bangkok two to three weeks ago, twelve international agencies called up and cancelled ALL of their tours to Thailand. Reason being: general paranoia and most tours involve Bangkok plus 2 – 3 other cities.

The Kids’ Pirate Themed Room

Is Jessica The Hamster Pregnant?

Friends of ours left their hamster, Jessica, in our care for the summer. The kids had a delightful time caring for Jessica (although I think in reality, Tess did the heavy lifting such as cleaning the cage) and watching Jessica barrel around in her Little Pink Ball. The ball reminded me of Woody Allen's giant moon-ball in "Everything You Always Wanted To Know About Sex." Or was that Sleeper? Or maybe both, knowing Woody Allen's mind? Knowing that our friends had a prankster side to them, I said to Tess, "Wouldn't it be hilarious if Jessica suddenly had babies a week after being returned? Maybe we should get Jessica a boyfriend?"

Tess was horrified. "Do you have any idea the pranks that would set in motion?" Tess asked. "Chad would march right over here and dump eight pubescent young hamsters on our doorstep, with all the females impregnated. Never mind the fact that golden hamsters have to be separated after mating, otherwise the female may kill the male. The kids would wake-up one morning to find Jessica had pulled a Nancy Kissel."

"That's okay," I replied, "It would be a classic. And no one would ever ask us to look after their pet, again, either! No more, 'can we get a hamster? can we get a hamster? can we get a hamster? can we get a hamster? can we get a hamster? " from the kids! (Not that we mind, of course, Jessica has been a complete pleasure to have in our home.)

Tess disagreed. For Tess, this was right up there with throwing water balloons at the Van Dale boys on the playground from our fourth floor flat: the start of a much desired (by the boys of course) World War 3 water fight.

Tess described how she thought a water balloon drama would unfold: "Next thing you know they'll be spraying down our front door with a fire hose and their parents won't stop them, either! It will be the boys yelling, 'Are ya wet yet, Charles?' While Jennifer and Bryan, with a tone of you started it will correct the boys, 'That's Mr. Caldwell, Jack!' " 

Okay, the water balloons I held back a bit but you're never too young to pull off a clever prank like getting the hamster knocked up. So, while we are away in Thailand, does Gary have special match-making instructions to find Jessica a boyfriend? Is Jessica The Hamster Pregnant?

Sebastian’s Buzz Lightyear

We've seen Toy Story 3, which is an entire story/blog onto its own. Since seeing the move twice, the second time on Imax, the kids have been enraptured by playing "Toy Story 3" and especially Sebastian. Even though he has Buzz Lightyear figurines, he loves to transform other figures into Buzz. Below GI Joe transforms into Buzz, including the white markings on his sleeve that represent Buzz's recording/communication devices and laser. Very detailed!