Today marks the last day of the US trip.

I went to the University of California-Berkeley today, and stood on top of the world's 3rd tallest bell tower, The Sather Tower. The feeling was beyond description. Who knows, that might be my future school. I came back exceptionally early today, at about 2pm, so that I could spend more time with Michael and Kathryn. Yeah, I actually did that and called off the museum trip at The Civic Center. Nonetheless, it's all worth it.

Michael was snatching the the Wii controller from Kathryn in the afternoon, and Kathryn accidentally hit him during the snatch. So, Michael cried. I quickly hugged Michael and rub his face, while wiping away his tears. As I did that, Kathryn ran upstairs. Right after Michael was okay, I ran up and Kathryn was crying silently. I quickly went to comfort her, held her, and told her that I knew she didn't do it on purpose. She's such a thoughful and caring girl, given that she's only 5 years old. She blamed herself for hurting her brother, and few would have done that at her tender age. So I held her and comforted her. All these happened while Aunt went to fetch her daughter home.

Taking care of children ain't easy. We went to a restaurant for dinner tonight, and as we sat down, I couldn't remember anything except entertaining Michael and Kathryn, while the rest took care of the menu. And only when all the plates came one by one, I realized that dinner was ready. That shows how much effort was needed to take care of children! A salute to all lovely parents, and to myself too!

Kathryn didn't want to sleep tonight, she wanted to play game, wanted to watch DVD, wanted to do any other thing so that she could be with me. I love the way she climbed onto me, I love her sitting on my shoulders, messing up my hair, playing with my glasses, gazing at me and giggle, holding on to me, leaning on me and every other little ways. Johnson and Johnson's advertisement once highlighted that 3 seconds of touch speaks more love than a thousand words, and that is so true and ever true. Kathryn would do whatever she could to have me beside her. When she wakes up tomorrow, she would realize that I'm gone, and nobody knows when we'd see each other again. Perhaps, when she turns into a beautiful swan, and the ugly duckling has aged...