
There was a time when my two and a half year old boy loved to stay at his Grandma's place. He'd waved bye-bye at us when our attempt to bring him home failed. He stayed there for a week then came home and cried to go to Grandma's again. That went on for about 2 months. And that 2 months was my most enjoyable time. Haha.
I spent those days (after my girl went to school in the afternoon) with friends for lunch, shop, run errands, lunch, shop and everything that mothers can't do with a toddler who runs around or demand to be carried everytime. I also enjoyed those times because I didn't have to cook a separate meal for him (as he's too young to have our asam pedas). Not that I'm complaining, but it's nice to have my own free time.
I was a bit worried, though, that he'd find our company a bore. Or maybe he didn't love us. Over at Grandma's, he's being treated like a king. He gets what he wants, even now. Everyday without fail, Grandpa would buy him a toy. Didn't matter if the toy is just a two dollars car with no wheels. Well, it used to have wheels, but those disappeared after 5 minutes in his hands.
Then out of a sudden, he doesn't want to go to Grandma's anymore. He wants to go home. And that stopped my afternoon freedom. Boohoohoo!
So after a few months, I'm itching to go out with friends. So I try to send him to Grandma's again. But he cried over and over again. "I want to go home!" Alamak ai... Kacau daun ah budak ni! Why eh? Why? Why?!!! WHY!!!
*hentak kaki, tarik rambut*
posted by Lynn | You wanna say something?
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Hmm...aku lagi Lynn..(aku suka jadi org pertama)
Anak ko kompem kena angkat air pat sungei pastu pikul kapak lalu jerit: 'nak cari kayuuu..nak cari kayuuu...', hehe
--Makcik MPB
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