One fine day, we saw her scratching on her bum ferociously. I held her hand, make her look at me and asked "Sara itchy?". She looked troubled, and nod empathically. I said "Okay, go and get your cream. Mummy put on your back"
She seems hesitant at first, then she casually struts to the coffee table, grabbed her pink basket, rummaged around and took out the cream and give it to me. I don't know about you, but I never thought that a one-year-old can differentiate between powder, oil and creams, let alone tell the difference between drapolene and vizomet cream. And, she did brought the CORRECT cream (we usually put vizomet for her rashes).
Same goes for the other day, she had just finished her milk when she makes a troubled face while patting her stomach. We asked "Why? Sara sick stomach? You want oil?" And she nodded and proceed to take her OIL from the pink basket. Gahh! This kind of incidents makes me wonder what else she understand, and makes me somewhat cautious to do anything bad or rude in fornt of her. Sheesshhh....
2 comments:
lima hari aku tak bukak blog there are so many things to read here. tatau plak yang nko pandai buat kek bagai...
caiyok!
hihi, mood aku tgh rajin nk memblog nih...jom kat, buat roti naik...mesti budak tecit tu suka...
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