I had a bad day that day and was feeling rather tired while Sara has been acting up lately. So, when I put her in her highchair, she screamed (oh, she doesn't do the cute cry nowadays, she just SCREAMED. A LOT.). I feed her, she screamed. I put her on my lap, she screamed. OKAY.
I put her on the floor, still she screamed and refuse to stand up. So, I asked in a stern and angry voice "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!".
She looked at me with huge eyes brimming with tears, points to the weetameal biscuit tin and says "Nak!". I opened the tin, gave her half of a biscuit (which she declines) because she wanted a ROUND biscuit. FINE.
And when I gave her the biscuit, a magical thing happened. She looked at me with thankful eyes and I couldn't help but to stifle a laughter. And my anger, my frustration just instantly vapourized replaced by a yearning to apologize, forgive and forget.
I urged her gently "Kiss Mummy". She lean forward and emmm-mmahh. I kissed her back and said that I'm sorry. And that's the end of our first fight.
Now, if only all of our future fights can be resolved like that... (which I am sure will happen in many more of mother-daughter drama episodes to come)
Budak tecit nakal yang duduk atas perut Mummy tanak pandang camera
3 comments:
comel nyer sara.. tocang camtu.. hehehe..
lepas ni banyak lagi drama.. tapi semuanya cute kalau kita ingat balik..
so sweet. i wish i can be more expressive like u when i put in words.
noni - hehe, ko mmg byk drama....
kat - awww, tengkiu....though I think u too have very interesting flair of telling stories esp regarding khaleel ;)
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