All About Your Child

Keatkeat has always been a extra-ordinary kid. A very understanding, matured, well-mannered and kind-hearted child in every way. He makes me so proud to be his Mommy!

However, I know very well that this year will be a challenging year for me to handle Keatkeat. I was prepared for this and so I thought I was.

His 4-year-old Characteristics are blowing my mind away! From a very tame little lamb (he was born in the year of the goat) to a ferocious and unpredictable goat.

He wails at the top of his voice when something go against his will. The daily habit of snatching back his toy from his little brother has become a crying protest. He just sits there and CRY.

When he wakes up on the wrong side of the bed, he cries!

When we walk abit faster than him, he cries!

When Binbin gets into the car faster than him, he cries!

When Binbin finishes his food faster than him, what does he do? THAT’S RIGHT, CRY!

As if crying is not enough, he starts JUMPING in public when he wants something out of the blue! We were shopping happily, all of a sudden, he started jumping up and down and almost bursting into tears, “I want to go in and see that toy car!”

Me: “Keatkeat, you can just tell me that nicely. You do not need to jump and cry. You know if you tell me nicely, I would definitely bring you into the shop. This jumping is unnecessary. Stop immediately before we go into the shop.”

Keatkeat: “Sorry Mommy. I will not do that again.”

In the past, he really keeps his promise. But now, NO! In less than 10 mins, he was back to his tantrums again.

Many say I am a very patient person, but hey, there is limit to one’s patience ok?! What’s my excuse? I am a human after-all!

But one thing for sure, I will not scream at my child in public. I guess I am too proud to embarrass myself or my kid. So I squat down and repeated myself. But dear Papa was out of his patience level and shouted at the 4-year-old kid, “Do it one more time and we are going home!”

Just as I am typing this, Keatkeat is emotionally unstable again! (Deep breath….) Here I go again. That’s it for today’s post, wish me luck and lots more patience. Man! I really need that!

They fight with one another.

They scratch. (Always had to check their nails.)

They wrestle.

They push.

They pull.

They slap.

They pinch.

They squeeze.

They show monkey faces.

They argue with one another.

“I don’t like you.”

“Me first”….”No! me first”

“This is mine!”

“I don’t want you.”

“Go away.”

“I don’t want to play with you.”

They threatened each other.

“You bully me….I go tell mommy.”

“Don’t give you sweet sweet.”

“Don’t give you drink jelly.”

“Don’t give you stickers.”

“Don’t let you use my crayon.”

They love each other.

They hug.

They kiss.

They pat on the head.

They share their food.

They share their toys.

They play together.

They laugh together.

They play tricks on the parents together.

They protect each other when another kid bullies one of them.

They caress the wound of the injured one.

They help each other to get what the other desires.

They coax each other.

They encourage each other.

We used to break their fight every other minute. But as they grow, their little minds mature, the frequency of fights decreases and the length of the arguments shortened.

We often need to remind them that each other is all they have when we (parents) are gone. Love each other. Spend time playing together is more fun than causing the other to bleed and be in pain. Time is short, spend the time you have with each other smiling and laughing rather than glaring. I guess when such words are repeatedly said over so many times a day, a week, a month, a year, it does take effect on their behaviour.

They are never too young to learn, its the parents who thinks they are too young.

They fight furiously for a few seconds, minutes later, they are laughing together. Isn’t that what siblings are all about?