One month ago, I was so busy with the Chinese New Year preparation, I lost track of time and was almost 20mins late to fetch Binbin from school.

I ran all the way to his school, which was about 2mins walking distance from my house. So I probably reached there in less than 30seconds. *laugh* Panting like crazy, I arrived at his classroom. Looking at his teacher, then at my 5 year old, “Sorry. *pant* Sorry. I am so late today. *pant*“

Binbin stood up from his chair and said sternly, “Mommy! Why So Late?!”

“I am so sorry dear. Mommy lost track of time. So sorry…” The guilt was killing me as I pulled his head close to my tummy.

“Mommy! I like!” my boy looked up to my perspiration-dripping face.

Me: “Huh?”

Binbin: “I like you to be so late! ‘Cos I can chit chat with all my teachers and help them to pack toys. Next time come so late ok?”

*Faint*

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Today I took my own sweet time and was late for 5mins on purpose.

When I reached the doorstep of his school, looking at his smiling face, I asked, “Is this late enough?”

Binbin: “Yes! I am the second last one to leave. I like! I want you to come this late EVERY time. I don’t want to be the third last one to leave. I want to be the second last one to leave.”

*Super Faint*