One evening, Kyle was fighting with me over the television. He wanted to watch a show on TV after he returned back from schoolbut I said no as he neeed to eat his lunch and take a nap. He refused to comply and made a big fuss and even tried to threaten me. He said that if i do not let him watch, I must buy him a set of Bakugan. Of course I refused and told him that he has no right to tell me what to do. It took him a while, after much screaming (on my part) and with the help of the cane that he finally went into the kitchen, pulling a long and angry face. He also claimed that he doesn't like me and is angry with me.
I was very upset with him by now and threw him this question. "What is more important? Is TV more important or is mummy's feelings more important?'He replied under his breath the former. At this time, Meryl who was already seated at the table and halfway through her macaroni exclaimed loudly," Mummy, you are more important!! You are the most important!" Then she promptly extended her arms and brought my face next to hers and kissed me. The brother was still sulking away...sigh...
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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