a. I can't wait
b. Why so long?
(a) isn't exactly in a cutesy tone where he asks about Christmas ... (b) has nothing to do with the length of his 'pennies'.
So yep.. Gooly is vedy vedy impatient which irks the the bejeesusssss out of me.
Last week, he wanted to have pizza. He asked Pizza from Nainai. He said he needs pizza or he is dying of hunger. He needs it now. Can't wait for the drive. The drive from school to Pondok Pizza is too far.. too excruciatingly far.....He moaned and twisted and frothed.
Yesterday, at 12 pm, he said he wanted to feed the fishies. He didn't care the park is deserted.. he didn't care it was too hot. He didn't care I yelled at him.
I used to be very disappointed whenever he acted up. I had very high standards, what to do.
But now... I feel liberated because I can actually blog about this and have a big grin on my face. What a relief! I have been constipated with this fear of punishing him too much for a while now.
I do still lecture him.. but nothing too lengthy. Try to keep it short and stern without making him overtly guilty.
I think we can survive better this way.
So.. I had told him, "I don't want to hear i-can't-wait and why-so-long anymore."
And of course, he said I CAN'T WAIT and WHY SO LONG even louder.
I glared at him.
And he said, "I was not talking to you. I was talking to the fan, the wall, the door..and myself. And.. I was only joking."
*breathe in breathe out*
Did I say I will survive motherhood? To be alive, I am pretty sure.. but to be in good mental health, there is still a big question mark.