My sunshine

Christian resisted school in the morning again.

Right from the door of the house, he insisted 'I want to go to work with Mama'. Things got so bad by the time we reached the school that he got upset when Peter opened the door and started half pleading, half wailing 'Daddy I want to close the door!'

P had to carry him out of the car even as he thrashed about. I was tearing at the gate, cos I saw his imploring gaze as he cried while P handed him over to the teacher. His desperate pleas could be heard even as he went inside the school, causing another parent to comment that we have a boy who has a very strong will. P felt like he was selling his son off. Sigh.

The centre manager said he was ok after the teacher took over, but the teacher told my parents that C was listless and would chant 'i want mama' sporadically. Sigh.

My parents fetched him from school after lunch today cos we thought he should nap at home, given that he's still coughing and probably wouldnt be able to sleep well in school. He was apparently moody for an hr after his nap, and kept calling for me upon waking, or even as he played. =/

I felt so guilty hearing all that while at work, that I looked forward to seeing my boy who would be waiting for me at the bus-stop with his gonggong.

This really made my day -
Me: Christian, were you a good boy today?
C (nodding head): Yes! I was a good boy.
Me: Reeally? I heard someone cried today. Was it you?
C: No, Christian didn't cry.                  Mama..         I was waiting for you.
Me: AWWw. *heart melts*

Then during storytime, after I'd read 3 books to him -
"Mama, can i read you a book?"
^_^

Tried to explain while putting him to bed that P and I will always love him, I will always see him at night and that he doesn't need to cry for me. Think he understood a little of that, cos he mentioned that I would pick him up from school, he will wear his shoes and we will walk to the car and go home. :) I told him that I am happy if he's happy, and will cry if he cries. He thought a little, grinned and said "I am a happy child, mama. I'm a big brother now." Of cos, his cheeky side emerged and he couldn't resist - 'I am angry... then Mama CRY (together with hand action of rubbing eyes).' BOYS.

Anw, we ended the night with the song "You are my sunshine" cos he pointed to the night light and said 'sun' and i corrected him.. he looked pleased as punch when I got to the line "You make me happy" and repeated it as a question to me, smiling when i said 'yes, you make me happy.'