My mum and I were devastated. Last Saturday morning my mum randomly asked Sophia (in mandarin) whether she liked grandpa (nod), grandma (shake), grandaunt (nod), mummy (shake) and daddy (no reaction). I wasn’t present when this took place so I easily brushed it off as random reaction where she doesn’t know what the words really meant. But it affected me enough to try it again later in the day in English: Sophia, do you love mummy? (shake) Do you love gong gong? (nod) Do you love grand aunt? (nod) Do you love popo? (shake) Do you love daddy? (nod!!) Argh! The answers are the same!
After this though, she refused to answer these question anymore.
Even though her questions to the verbal questions are unequivocal, her actions are a bit ambiguous though. For instance this morning she insisted that I carry her rather than her grandpa and refused to let go of me even when we reached my workplace. In fact, when we were leaving home, she pointed stubbornly at my slippers and refused to leave the house with me wearing work shoes. At lunch when I returned she cried the moment she heard the sound of door opening indicating that I was about to leave home. Now if she doesn’t love me, she shouldn’t really care. I’m utterly confused.
My love for Sophia is unconditional of course. But I would strongly prefer it if she loves me back!
Are you sure that's right? Let me check.
My cousin caught this photo of Sophia looking like she’s checking the bill. None of us sitting around her noticed she was doing that. We were having the ala-carte hi-tea at Zhou’s Kitchen at Far East Square. It was quite a disappointment so its just as well that they are discontinuing this from June onwards. For some reason the Tung Lok group seems to do its ala carte really well but its buffets not so well. I like Zhou Kitchan and Lao Beijing for their affordable but not-too-bad dishes at lunch and dinner but both their high tea buffets were good value looking at the menu but really bad value when you take into account the quality.
I though I would only start to experience the funny bits of observing a child when they start talking properly and hence able to express their very innocent thoughts. It was a pleasant surprise to start experiencing it now.
Wash wash wash my hair
At the supermarket, whenever we pass the shampoo shelve, Sophia will stick her palm under the dispensing spout of large bottles of champoo then pretend to rub the shampoo onto her hair. Too cute to watch.
I want to pinch you!
When taking our nightly walk 2 nights ago, Sophia started holding on to my hard with her fingertips, in a sort of pinching action but I reckon its just her practicing her pincer grip. I told her “ouch, that’s painful!” and she immediately rubbed the area she pinched, then started pinching again. and repeated the cycle a few times until she got bored and moved on to pinching grandma. And after that reached for grandpa who was too far away so she stretched her hand and fingers out like a crab claw as if expecting grandpa to come over to be pinched. As if grandpa will be that dumb.
When we want Sophia to be patient we’ll usually say “wait wait” and do the stop sign with our hands ie hold up our palm and move it forward and back. Sophia has clearly picked up this sign and has been asking all sorts of things to wait for her, the funniest being two nights ago. We were telling Sophia its time to go for her nightly walk but she happened to be playing with coins from my mum’s wallet and was holding a coin on each hand. She walked all the way to my room and placed the coins side by side on my bed and told the coins to wait for her before heading out to wear her shoes. Of course, when she came back, she completely forgot about the poor coins waiting for her.
Sophia would never be too happy about being strapped onto her car seat so we usually try to talk to her or give her some toys to keep her entertained. This particular night we happened to hand her a balloon on a stick but the balloon fell off leaving only the stick which she waved around and nearly hit my mum. My mum said “hey, you nearly hit my eye!” The cheeky girl immediately pointed at me. Of course I immediately said “its not mummy! Its Sophia!” She immediately waved her hand to say no and pointed at me again. I know I shouldn’t laugh but its just too funny.