Little Explorer

Running around
Jumping around
Climbing doors
Climbing chairs
Climbing drawers
Climbing window grills
Peeling stickers out of toys
Peeling any peel-able stuffs
Plucking out Barbie heads
Dismantling plastic chairs

Turn chairs upside down into a slide
Turn oven knobs until it plucks out
Stamping cute stamps onto bed head
Scratching hair and body
Turning the house into a playground

But
Pats me when I’m sick
Share his biscuits with everyone he loves
Caring those who care him
Caring towards younger babies


Inspiration On: Monday, 14 October 2013 at 10:42pm to 11pm

Even though my 39 months toddler is exploring and meddling around the house, he is a caring and hardworking baby.

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.

Penguin Slide Down

At the playground
Climb! Climb!
Climb the stairs
Take turn to
Slide down the slide

Penguins sliding toy
Climb! Climb!
Climb the stairs
Take turn to
Slide down the slide

On the playground,
Toddlers are the penguins.


Inspiration On: Saturday, 4 May 2013 at 2:45pm
Inspiration On: Sunday, 5 May 2013 at 11:12pm

As I was accompanying my son to play at a playground and to observe the toddlers climb little staircase to slide down, reminded me of the toy where the penguins climb up the staircase then slide down to the lowest staircase. It is a repetitive cycle. This sum up with the playground result the above inspirations.

Little Manager

Dry your hair.
Sit here.
Play with me.

Take this.
For you.

Mum carries the groceries;
Dad carries me.

[Offering Grand-Uncle a cup of tea]
[Waited for him to finish sipping]
[Wear him his cap then wear mine]
Please accompany me to playground.

[Pull uncle’s hand]
Sit on the floor.
Let’s play Lego.


Inspiration On: Tuesday, 22 January 2013 at 7:15pm
Inspiration Ends On: Wednesday, 23 January 2013 at 1:11am

During dinner, my toddler told me to dry my hair because of wet hair after shower. Knowing my limitation not being able to carry him, he suggested me to carry the groceries so that his dad can carry him. My husband answered him that his hands were full while I held his hand. My cousin who stayed a few nights in my house were requested to accompany him to play and even bring his playground. The above inspirations are written from his voice and point of view.