All About Your Child

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*

I was telling Allan how horrible my nose was since young, till I had the nose operation at the age of 16. My sinusitis was a killer before that.

I could leave a house without my comb, but NEVER without packetS of tissue papers. I still remember I had once brought a tissue box to school and was suspected of cheating during an examination. The teacher was afraid I would write the answers in the tissue box. *eyes rolled*

When the story was done, Keatkeat, who was sitting at the back seat of the car, remarked: “No wonder I am always sneezing. Because of you!”

Oh well, there is a possibility there, I do not deny. So I kept quiet.

But he went further, “Because I am your first child, so I am the leader, so I get all the bad things from you….”

This was when Allan could not stand it and interrupted, “Why only the bad things? What about the good? Mommy is so smart, do things so fast and can even do many things at one time. How come you are not any of that?”

“Because I do not have four arms! So I cannot do things very fast!” Keatkeat snapped.

We burst into laughter and said together:
Allan: “Mommy does not have four arms!”
Me: “I do not have four arms!”

“Because I am a kid. Adults are smarter. So when I grow up I will have all the good things of Mommy.” Keatkeat argued.

“Including four arms?!” I laughed.

Keatkeat: “When I become an adult, I will do many things at the same time as if I have four arms.”

*Huge Laugh*