Flowers

It's Mother's Day again. I was thinking back on last year's post, and wondering what there is to say. The recent lack of sleep coupled with the full-time work at home and in the office has reduced me to quite an intellectual zombie.

The minute I woke up this morning though, I realised I had so much to blog about.

"Although motherhood leaves you totally knackered with nary a moment to yourself, it also gives you the heartiest laughter and the most tender moments."

Christian bounched into my room at about 8am, shook my leg and went "Mama, wake up..mama wake up! It's daytime! The sun is out! Wake up, mama.." I groaned and buried my head in the pillow for a while more, but smiled to myself as he said, "There's flowers outside for you! It's mother's day! Daddy bought you flowers, come and see!"

He ran out of the room, and ran back in to find the still-supine mama half-conscious. I opened my eyes to see some fake Ikea flowers thrust under my face. "See, mama! Flowers for you! Daddy bought them!" I raised my brow cos i recognise them as the flowers I bought from Ikea many months ago. P came into the room and got quizzed.. "I have no idea where he got those from.."

Hah. He most probably remembers gifting me flowers last Mother's Day, and thought of doing the same this year. :)

(Just for the record, I got a carnation this year..and we brought the kids out to Ambush at J8 to eat together with the in-laws..)

He proceeded to pretend to be a lion cub, and went leaping off the foot of my bed to the mattress below, like a suicidal frog. He leapt over and over until I laughed at the kamikaze froglet, who had accidentally ruffled the bottom of my blanket in the midst of his training and took a very brief break to adjust my blanket to cover my feet, without me asking. AWww.. After I woke, he kept asking me to eat bread at the breakfast table even though I said i didn't want any. "There's bread, mama! Mama, you want bread? The bread is VERY nice..there's red bean you know, just like mine. Mama, you don't want bread? No? *pause for a few secs* Mama, you want me to choose the bread for you?" He went on until even my dad burst out laughing..I joked that he will make a good supermarket salesman in the future, whilst P commented that Ch's care for me is so "wu2 wei1 bu2 zhi4" =7

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We walked to the reservoir this morning, and Christian conquered his fear of the swing for the first time! Walking back, we passed many ixora bushes and i asked if he wanted Daddy to pluck an ixora flower so he could see and taste the nectar within. He immediately said "No, don't pluck! It will drop down by itself, then we can see the nectar.." His love for trees and flowers is so pure.