If you don’t already know, there’s someone in my life right now that makes me cry and laugh at the same time. He exasperates me to the point I think I am going insane yet possesses the ability to turn my heart to mush with that face of his.
Yea, it’s this someone.
This someone has done the darndest things from stuffing toilet paper and scooping guppies from the fish tank and leaving them to wriggle in soap water to eating dirt and flipping out his diaper filled with poo. Recently, I caught him hiding behind the sofa bed stuffing cashew nuts in his face from a jar that’s he’s snitched from the larder. And just a few weeks ago, he was also caught in the kitchen doing this:
Yep, that’s the two-year-old alright, poking multiple straws into multiple Ribena packs and having a drink of his life. I bet if he could figure out how to open the jars of chicken essence, he would have tried some.
Nat is now 26 months old and beginning to say the darndest things too, which makes me roll my eyes and hyperventilate while amusing me with laughter at the same time.
Recently, he’s starting to learn how to snub me right in my face, and I am now resigned to the fact that I’ve got not one, not two, BUT THREE little tikes in the house who would always have a ready word for Mom to leave her speechless.
You can see if you…
In the car one day, passing by a bus stop with a ‘Frozen’ poster ad
Nat: Look, Mama! I saw Frozen!
Me: Nat, I can’t look. I’m driving.
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On the bus on another day, passing by same bus stop with a ‘Frozen’ poster ad
Nat: Look, Mama! Frozen!
Me: Where? Can’t see lah, passed it.
Nat: (yanking my sunglasses) Take off sunglasses then you can see!
Explain to you also no use
Me: Please don’t run. It’s slippery and you’ll fall.
Me: There’s water so if you run you may slip on the puddle of water.
Me: Aiyah, how to explain to you. Just don’t run! Listen to me, k?
Nat: Yes, Mama. (RUNS OFF)
Me: Why do I have to force you to come brush your teeth every night? Why, Nat, tell me why?
Nat: Because because!
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Nat: Mama, can I eat pistachios?
Fatherkao: No more, Nat. I said enough.
Me: Dada has already given you a lot to eat, right? No more.
Nat: Can I eat, Mama, please?
Me: Please go check with Dada.
Nat: Dada, can I eat this?
Fatherkao: Enough for now, k.
Nat: Awww, ok. (walks back to me…)
Nat: Dada said ‘CAN!’, Mama. Nat can eat.
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Nat: Mama, I like this snake.
Me: That’s Korkor‘s rubber snake. Did you ask before you take?
Nat: Yes. Can bring out?
Me: Please go ask your brother for permission.
Nat: Ok. Korkor! Nat can bring snake out?
Ben: (from a distance) NO!!! IT’S MINE! NO BRINGING IT OUT!
Nat: Mama, Korkor say can.