today.. kenny took part in his first (1 leg of a) triathalon, it was such a thrill! watching him cycle away, and having that fluttering feeling in my heart that he will make it, and will find his way.. so, we all waved, and cheered, telling him to pedal faster, and to go go go!

... 12 minutes later.. the lady who kicked off just 1 minute before he did has arrived back, and we anticipate his return in about 3 minutes..

.. 15 minute mark.. still not here.. hmm.. ok.. maybe he's not used to the route, and is pedalling slower than usual..

.. 25 minute mark.. ok.. this is seriously WEIRD!.. the girl who has a mountain bike, and is pedalling WAYYY slower than kenny's norm is back.. where IS he! *i hope he hasnt fallen down, or something!.. or.. tyre punctured.. brakes failed.. why! what happened!* lady who has kicked off 1 minute before he did set off to help us look for him

.. 30 minute mark.. ooo.. YAY! the prodigal son returns!! whoo hoo!!! get off your bike, and run to the next station to pass it on to the runner!! *why is he walking!?!?!*

but heyy! he completed it! so that's great!!!

anyway.. uncle william is in quite bad shape in the hospital.. so, the parents had to tell granny, and they all left very quickly to go be by his side.. kenny, on the other hand, was unable to understand why no one was willing to play his game (he just bought the game twister, and has been bugging the whole family to play it after dinner). so, i tried to explain the priorities and the reason why we could not play tonight.. he didnt quite get it.. and was looking very sad and was about to cry.. so.. i tucked him in, and asked if he was ok.. he said he was not ok, and that he was sad.. i said is it because you dont understand why you cant play your game? and he kept repeating that he wanted to play.. ultimately, i tried to get him to accept playing another time, and to go sleep, and dream.. but he said he didnt dream.. so, i started to recap past experiences to make him happy.. stuff like our trip in bali.. and all the fun that he had.. finally, he started to smile. and i was finally at ease..

cute part.. he told me to take his crocodile toy- schnarpee, and called it scharps.. heh.. that's what kamil does to him.. whenever he sees kenny in bed.. heh.. so i tried to do to the whole "lets pretend its a machine gun" thing.. but.. didnt really work.. hahaha.. i'm not sure how he did it. hehehe..

oh wells.. the kenny misses kamil.. aww...

~lilsis~