Little Boy doesn't even watch Playhouse Disney anymore. It's Animal Planet everyday. He knows the Mandarin names of the ff:
zebra, giraffe, mouse, horse, dog, cat, hippo, crocodile, dragon, dinosaur, bear, rabbit, crab, pig, lamb, cow, bird, fish, tiger, butterfly, caterpillar, duck and others I can't recall now.
His fave toys are not Thomas but a scary-looking T-rex and his trusty elephant and shark.
Wonder what psychiatrists will make of it. :)
this is the other Hong Kong, where the only skyscrapers are towering mountains and trees
Friday, June 15, 2007
Monday, June 04, 2007
Little Boy in Hospital
It wasn't as bad as the time he was in the NICU, all tiny and helpless, with a caved-in chest, the possibility of a heart murmer or congetinal heart disease looming in the horizon, angry and hungry and unable to eat.
But it was close. My heart aches when I see children in hospital. The IV, the anguish, the feeling of utter helplessness, the lethargy and lack of appetite, eyes that used to sparkle with life reduced to drowsy, puffy slits.
I'm glad it's over and he's back to being loquacious and manipulative. He has started reasoning with me in his usual cheeky, "pilosopo" way. He's back!
Yuppee yoo hay (as he loves to say when he's excited and happy about something).
But it was close. My heart aches when I see children in hospital. The IV, the anguish, the feeling of utter helplessness, the lethargy and lack of appetite, eyes that used to sparkle with life reduced to drowsy, puffy slits.
I'm glad it's over and he's back to being loquacious and manipulative. He has started reasoning with me in his usual cheeky, "pilosopo" way. He's back!
Yuppee yoo hay (as he loves to say when he's excited and happy about something).
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