Bryan woke up this morning, saying that he wants to go popo house instead of school. “Monday no school. I don’t want to go RS. I want to go Popo house.”
When Bryan came downstairs, he turned on the TV to Playhouse Disney channel, and discovered that the channel had been blocked. We had just installed the cartoon channels for him 2 weekends ago. We kept the channels locked except on weekends. So cry la… insist that we turn on the channel for him. Of coz not la.
Then Dylan poo in his diapers just as we are ready to leave the house. And I had to wash his bum-bum and change him.
In the car, as I buckle Bryan into his car seat, Bryan & Dylan started fighting for the same lantern – Dylan’s lantern. Bryan insists on showing his didi how to play with the lantern. Didi of course, refused. The lantern was turned on and the ladybug was flapping its wings. As they fought, Dylan held on to the ladybug’s wings. I was afraid that they will break the wings. So I reached over to Dylan place and took his hands away from the wings. I accidentally pressed my hand onto Bryan’s body as I did that. And he started to blame me of hurting him, “Mommy u pressed me here. You make me tong tong.” (pain)
Wuahhhhhhhhhhh…. I tried to apologize but he continued to complain and complain. Lost my temper and slam the door shut.
So crying continues in the car as we drove off.
After a while, Bryan stopped crying and he concentrated on playing with his own latern – a bee (he say butterfly la). Unfortunately, he was a little too rough with the lantern, and broke one of the wires, causing the lantern to stop “flying”. Only got sound, no more movement and lights.
So cry cry cry again….
*pulls hair*
Reached my parents house, and he complained to my dad that his butterfly (bee la…) cannot fly already. Dad promised to fixed it for him by the time he come back from school.
You think he’ll shut up by then..Of coz not la… continues to wail and cry in the car. Of course, I was not helping. I was already very pissed with him that morning. I told him, “Serves u right for not taking care of your toy. Keep telling you not to bite the wires, but u continue to bite right. I am so not going to get you another new lantern.” *WUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH*
Finally reached his school. *Phew*
So glad to drop him off at school. I have no idea how SAHMs manage their kids ALL DAY and not send them to playschools. My salute to you.