there was jade and jakei…
it was a sunny day…
then they were walking…
on the green grass…
…then they were taking a nap.”
Waking up from naptime one afternoon and seeing Jakei sleeping on Mama’s tummy, Jade pats her brother on the back and exclaims, “Jakei is sleeping.” But then continues patting her brother’s back oblivious to my reprimand. Naturally, Jakei wakes up and sits drowsily. Jade cups his sleepy face in her hands, places her face an inch away from his, and exclaims, “Jakei are you awake?! Are you awake Jakei? YES! You’re awake Jakei.”
At breakfast one weekday morning, Jade watches Mama prepare her choco drink.
Jade: Mama, what’s that?
Mama: It’s Milo. It’s Mama’s hot chocolate. (hands an empty sachet of Milo to Jade)
Jade: (after scrutinizing the sachet for a few seconds) Mama, look it’s Milo! Can you say that – Milo? MIIII – LO!
One Tuesday afternoon, after a long weekend bonding with Papa, Jakei wakes from his nap and realizes that Papa is not in the room.
Jade: Papa’s in the office.
Jade: Papa’s not here.
Jakei: Papa…Papa…(on the verge of tears)
Jade: Jakei, don’t cry. Papa’s in the office. He’ll be home later.
As Mama was scrubbing the ink stains from Jade’s hands during bathtime:
Mama: Your hands are so dirty, anak. Look at that. What ‘re on your hands?
Mama: Hay, they’re so DIRty.
Jade: But I’m just working, Mama.
(Note to Mama: Painting, drawing, scribbling, and all other fun messy activities are part of a toddlers’ day. So, credit dirty hands to work-related accidents.)
At bedtime tonight, Jade, who was still trying her very best NOT to fall asleep, took a peek inside Jakei’s playpen. When she saw Jakei sleeping, she turned to me and said, “Jakei sleeping”. Then she promptly turned around again and yelled at Jakei, “Jakei! Wake Up! Wake Up! Wake Up, Jakei!”
Jade watched the Good Friday procession from or second floor window. She kept saying “Jesus” throughout the procession. Two days after, she would still ask to be carried so she could look at Jesus outside the window. I finally told her, “Jade, Jesus is not outside. Jesus is in your heart.” Upon hearing this, Jade sat on the floor, lifted her shirt, frantically looking for Jesus, while saying, “Jesus, Jesus, heart. lubdup, lubdup. Jesus
Jade woke up from naptime earlier in a good mood. I know she was able to sleep well and was in a good mood mainly because she was chattering nonstop right from the very moment she opened her eyes. There was no gradual transition from asleep to drowsy to awake then to alert. Like a spring, she bounced off her bed and walked to where I was and said “Hi, Mama! I’m awake now. It’s a sunny day!” She rattled off story after story, question after question, but one topic stuck to my mind.
Jade looked up the ceiling and said, “Mama, there’s Mr. Butiki. I’m not afraid of Mr. Butiki anymore.” She then pointed to herself and continued, “I’m not afraid because I’m brave. I’m brave, Mama, I’m brave!”
To say that I’m proud of how my two-year-old has conquered her fear of Mr. Butiki is an understatement. Just days before, she was so hysterical when a lizard crawled on our ceiling right above her bed. She was crying and screaming, totally terrified of it. I’m glad she was able to overcome one of her many fears. Now, our next goal is to overcome her fear of ants, dogs, cats, and pretty much any other animal. Hopefully, she’ll be brave enough also to conquer them.
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