The flowers Hughie was mentioning to me.
He has never seen so many flowers in his 3 years of young life hence his elephant memory.
Archive | January 11, 2012
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Out of the blue Hughie started the conversation of his two grandma.
“Po-Po is in Kuching. My other Po-Po close eyes cannot see. Cannot see the many flower. There got a lot of flowers. Hughie put flower. Po-Po sleep with flower.”
He turned to me and said, “Mummy cannot close eyes…. “
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I hope he was referring to me not going to sleep earlier than him. It feels eerie.
When he said that it made me think of the near miss accident two days ago. Could he have known?
Bait
I’m desperately in need of new bait for tomorrow.
Found it and I hope it works to avoid morning drama tomorrow.
Sesame street fruit drinks!!
So it begins….
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The fighting in school.
Hughie got bitten by another kid because they wanted to sit on the same chair.
Hughie pulled the shirt while the other kid used the teeth as weapon.
Teacher says Hughie is bigger size so the other got angry and bite him. Hughie has teeth marks on his arm now.
Guess, this won’t be the last I hear of such thing. It’s only the first week of school on a day when Hughie doesn’t cry going to school.
TRIPLE Back Flip!
Joyous morning!
The good Lord heard my distress prayer asking for a miracle *smiley face*
This morning, Hughie walked in to school without even baiting an eyelash nor dropping a tear! (no kicking, no screaming, no yelling).
This is a miracle considering what had happened yesterday where it took 3 teachers to hold him down while he kicked and cried endlessly trying to run after me. Yes, the drama.
He woke up this morning telling me he wants to go to school *DID I HEAR RIGHT!?!*
Well, it took a few blackmails, baits and tones of ice cream but it was well worth it. I told him, either he goes to school or follow me to go see the doctor. He chose school (smart). I told him his school has no teachers, it is just aunties and kakaks (maid) there waiting for him. He went with the idea of kakak. This morning as bait, I let him bring a new crate of cold Vitagen (it might as well been a crate of beer!!).
He did hesitated when the teacher came to the car but I guess, the teacher knew the trick. She said, “come, let’s do some painting!”. That made him bolt out of the car!!
So, he walked in carrying his 5 packs Vitagen holding his “kakak” hand straight into the school compound without turning back to look at me! *smiling*
A little white lie and loads of blackmail really works with a heavy dose of prayer *thank you Lord*
