Jealous Baby Boy

Just a few countable words to grandma
He grabs grandma’s left hand swiftly
His uncle pretends to grab grandma’s right hand
Whining and grabs grandma’s hand stronger
Whining angrily
Impatiently waiting for his uncle to leave grandma
Nobody can replace grandma
Grandma only belongs to him
Grandma is his only
He won’t share her to anyone

Grandma goes out with grandpa
He wailed whiningly
As a sign of disagreement
Grandma only belongs to him
Grandma is his only
He won’t share her to anyone

Instead, he loves his aunt very much
Picks up the telephone
Dial randomly
Speaking imaginatively to his aunt
Anticipating of her visit zealously

On the playground
A toddler older than him hold his dad
He instantly snatches his dad
He disagree instantly for me to be with that toddler
Pissed of that toddler
Target that toddler among others
Whenever that toddler fills the basket with colourful ball
Quietly he presses the button
The button to throw the colourful balls out of the basket
To let that toddler’s collected ball flows out
Repetitively he does so
And continuously does so
Without rest
With a revengeful smile
Oh, that toddler is a boy


Inspiration On: Wednesday, 5 June 2013 At 9:45pm

Seems that my son is jealous of his grandpa and uncle (my younger brother), particularly towards boy and men. He is extremely close to his grandma and loves her the most. That grandma is my mother. He slept beside her from second months to eight months before transferred to his cot. Is this a phase of a toddler’s life? But he is not jealous of my elder sister (his aunt). In fact, he loves her and listens to her more than me.

First to third stanzas are everyday events, but the playground case was the most recent case. I left the playground for toilet after the snatching event. When I returned, I was puzzled of my son to continuously pressed the throw ball button quietly. Upon reaching home, my husband told me what happened when I left the playground for toilet. Though he is a sweet and caring boy, I can’t believe of my son’s jealousy.

Roll Roll

Oh
Rolling to me
Grabbing the whole blanket
Roll back to his position
Rolling to the other side

Next day
Rolling to me
Grabbing my bolster
Roll back to his position
Rolling to the other side

Several days later
Rolling to me
Breathing snore
Roll back to his position
Rolling to the other side
Gritting his teeth

Days pass by
Rolling to me again
Grabbing air
Roll back to his position
Rolling to the other side
Roll and roll
Wakes up on the floor.


Inspiration On: Tuesday, 21 May 2013 from 1:25am to 1:31am

This is my every night experience sleeping with my husband. So I choose to have a separate blanket. Thank God he didn’t squash me with his large and tall body. Maybe I’m too sensitive. I do wonder how I sleep. He told me that he ever fell from his bed. Only realizing it after he woke up.

Blanket Game

Wholly covered in the blanket
Together with his dad
Hiding from me.

His dad grabs my wrist
Instigating his son to
TICKLE me!
A swift tickle
Tickling me!

Pointing my finger to his
Neck, waist, thigh.
Tickle him.
TICKLE him!
He laughs hysterically.
TICKLE his dad!
His dad laughs hysterically.

And it is a repeated cycle
Until they removes the blanket.
The end of blanket game.


Inspiration On: Sunday, 27 January 2013 at 12:46am
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 28 January 2013 at 3:06pm

Toddler’s Impulse

Shining!

Glittering! Hmm . . .
What is that?
Seems interesting.

Ups!
I can’t move
I want to go there
Waaaaaaah!
Hurray, she let go of me!

Oh no!
She stops me
I want to touch that thingWaaaaaaah! Waaaaaaah!
She wouldn’t let go.
Useless crying.

Aha! Nobody is watching.
Now, I need to be fast.
Moving a hand to my behind
Swift and sudden grab of spectacle
Bang it onto the floor!
It sounds light.
* SLAP! *

SNATCH!
Grabbing heavy toys
Bam it onto the floor!
Aha, a hard sound.
Fun!

SNATCH!
Grabbing a ceramic cup
Bang it onto the floor!
WHAT? It shatters!
* SLAP! *

Oh, my buttock!
Oh, my thigh!
Oh, my palms!

* GRIN *
Shaun the Sheep
Let me try . . .
To jump from mommy’s bed.
Here I jump!
* BONK! BUMP! *
Wuh! Wuh! Wuhooohooohooo!
My ear and head are so painful.


Inspiration On: Saturday, 24 November 2012 at 2:07am
Inspiration Ends On: Sunday, 25 November 2012 at 4:16pm

Please Refer to Trusting Toddler Completely.

Before I fell asleep, scenes of my baby’s thinking and mindset had been playing in my head for the first four paragraphs. I remember the scenes while he was a baby. Taking everyone’s spectacle and bang it. At night, the fifth paragraph returned to my memory. Next morning, the sixth paragraph suddenly knocks at my head. Finally, the seventh and eight paragraph came as I think back of trusting him completely to sit on my bed.

I am trying to put myself in my toddler’s shoes and understand his mindset.

Lip Gloss

A slight opened door tempts
Him to dash into the dark room
Grabbing lip gloss from drawer
Pluck out lip gloss’ cover
Swiftly, he digs the inside out
Apply it onto his lips
Satisfied with his shining lips
Leaving irregular awful shape inside lip gloss
SPANK!
A spank from his father


Inspiration On: Wednesday, 25 July 2012 at 4:12am to 4:30am
Revised On: Sunday, 29 July 2012 at 1:27pm.

“Pluck out the lip gloss”, suddenly came to my mind and I remembered the day when my toddler ran onto the drawer beside my bed. Without a second, he grabbed my moisturizing lip gloss and made a big mess out of it upon applying it onto his lips. So my husband gave his beloved toddler a spank at his butt.