Swaying Butt

Refusing to brush his teeth;
Feet sticking to the wall;
Arms onto grandma’s bed.
Helper shouts for his dad’s help.
His dad enters grandma’s room
With a dark face
Nearing him . . .

Brooh! Brooh! Brooh!
Saliva onto his dad’s face
IMPOLITE!
Hand is going to slap!
But . . .
Swaying butt to the left
Swaying butt to the right
Repetitively
Avoid his slapping hand.
Swaying butt to the left
Swaying butt to the right
Continuously
Avoid his slapping hand again.

Stop his butt and . . .
SLAP!
Mouth turns downward
Sad . . .
Holding his tears.
He is sorry.
His dad returns to his room;
Downward mouth turns upward
Grinning!

Inspiration On: Saturday, 2 February 2013 at 12:02am

After I reached home from attending self-publishing workshop, my mother and helper reported to me of my toddler’s second mischief. So the above inspiration was birthed forth. During the swaying of butt, my helper laughed until her stomach pain.

Nothing Can Deter

Despite of warnings, disapprovals, and scolding,
Nothing . . .
Nothing can deter his curiosity.
Without any sense of danger,
Curiosity that may kill the cat,
Chasing after him
Stopping him from:

Opening the fridge door numerous times,
Turning on the oven knob twice,
Running around under the tables,
Climbing and sitting on the chairs,
Slapping the hot tea cup and it splashes onto the floor,
Holding a ceramic cup on tables,
Pressing the computer’s button.

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Inspiration On: Friday, 4 January 2012 at 10:30pm
Inspiration Ends On: Sunday, 6 January 2012 at 2:23pm

It all began when my mother reinforced such behaviours again. She gave in to my son whenever he whined. My helper helped me in cleaning my wardrobe, dressing table, and the drawers in my room. My mother willingly took care of my thirty months old toddler. The cleaning commenced from yesterday and today. Oh, he couldn’t listen to an instruction with first warnings. Sometimes I wonder why does my mum listens and gives in to his whining. When I was young, that is not the case.

Drowsy

Heaviness in my head
Tightness and pulling in my head
Body feels fatigue
Shoulders are aching
Drowsiness sets in
Yawning continuously
Concentration is gone
Almost fallen asleep
With my book
SLAPS my face!
SLAPS to wake me up!
To put it back
Then i rest on my bed.

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Inspiration On: Wednesday, 12 December 2012 at 12:26am
Revised At: 4:52pm

It began two days ago; I woke up from my sleep feeling fatigue though I had slept for 10 hours. Yesterday, the same thing also occurred though I slept for 8 hours. I wonder is it due to lack of sleeping hours in most of my days?

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.

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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.