24 May 2011

The gentleman

I was ill about two weeks back and ended up vomiting much of my lunch.

Christian was so sweet. He raced to the bathroom with me as I puked into the toilet bowl, and resisted Ida's attempts to ask him out of the toilet. Insisted on hugging me from the back and peered into my face asking "What happened, mama?" with great concern. He didn't even think about the stink!

When I went back to the living room, slumped on the couch, he asked "You not feeling well, mama? You want to sleep??" (while cocking his head sideways and placing both palms under a cheek.)

That made me smile even though I was physically feeling awful.
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We went to Kim's family restaurant 2 days after that day I was ill. The bibimbap wasn't great.. but we hopped over to Udders after dinner and Christian was so happy. He was tempted to eat, but kept looking at me for permission.

I kept warning him sternly that he could only have a little bit, else he might develop a cough. He nodded happily and took tiny slivers of ice cream at the edge of the small spoon for himself. I was taken aback when he took another morsel and asked "Mama, you want this? Mama, you want some ice cream?", then "Mama, you want some water?"

I was half-ashamed at how sweetly he asked me, and how concerned he was for me, after how stern I was with him. He was like a big adult, taking care of another.. Peter said he felt like a light bulb, interrupting our mother-son date. =P
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Tonight - C was happy when I allowed him to fall asleep in our bed. He settled next to me, then realised I wasn't hugging a bolster.

"Mama? You want a bolster? I share mine with you, come."

Kept insisting on getting a bolster for me even after I said I was fine.

Sigh. P says the way he treats me will be the way our son treats his future girlfriends..but i think most children are just born so sweet and innocent. No wonder Jesus said the kingdom of heaven belongs to those who are childlike.

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