What the heck is a “Baba”, you ask. Well, it’s a bit of a play on his name and also sort of an homage to a Vietnamese nickname for Granddad. Don’t ask questions. It just works for my kids and it’s easy to say. And yes, I’m half-Vietnamese…or “half-ninja” as my closest friends like to say. Stereo-type much? 🙂
Anyway, Baba’s in town visiting to meet his granddaughter and I took the opportunity to snap a few quick images with him. There’s nothing that makes me more proud than to see my kids with their grandparents. To them, he’s “Baba”. To me, he’s my friend, my mentor, and simply, my dad. I love you, Dad. Happy late father’s day to all!