JL is 4 yo. And she just doesn't act or behave like a 4 yo. I'll say she's way too mature for a 4 yo. Of course, there are times when she IS still naughty and I tell her off. But those times are rare now. I remember I blogged about how naughty and how evil she was. And how I was very concerned about what she will be like when she's a teenager if she's already like that now.
Those worries are in the past now...
These days, JL has been extremely helpful to the point that now my concern is if that is normal for a 4 yo to act and behave that way.
On my nights off, I get to sleep at nite and I usually sleep in. JL and her bro usually wake up before me. And while I was still lying in my bed (awake but not fully awake yet), I could hear her voice saying, "JH, come.. you have to give mummy cuddle first" And she would guide her di di to my room, say, good morning, give me cuddle and make sure that JH gave me cuddle. Then she would guide JH out of the room to let me continue my sleep and close the door.
On my working nights, I come back in the morning. Usually rush to get everything done before Damien leaves for work. Sweep and mop the floor, wash the dishes, have my breakfast.
When I finish doing all those, it's usually time for Damien to leave for work. And here I am, tired and sleepy. I'll say to JL, "I'm tired and sleepy" And she'll say, "It's okay, mum. You go to your room and sleep. I will look after JH" Then she'll close the door to minimise the noise so that it won't disturb me sleeping. I usually manage to have 2 to 3 hours sleep.
When I wake up from my nap, she would give me full report of what happened during my nap. Something like this....
- Ma, just now there was someone knocking at the door, but don't worry I didn't open the door
- Daddy rang 4 times on the house phone when you were sleeping
- Someone rang and looked for you, but I told her that you are sleeping
- JH wanted his water, I gave it to him but he spilled the water all over the floor, but don't worry, mum, i wiped it off
- JH wanted chocolate, so I gave one to him and one to myself (What the????)
- JH wanted apple, so I grabbed one from the fridge and grabbed a stool to stand on so that I can wash the apple then I gave it to JH
- JH wanted banana and I peeled one and fed him
- I played row row row your boat with JH. Also sang him twinkle little star.
- JH made a mess in the living room *shake her head and sigh* I packed it up so many times but JH kept getting toys out of the box (look at the mess in the picture below)
Anyway, even though I'm a bit worried if that's not normal for a 4 yo, I am very grateful to her. Without her, I can't nap. Without nap, I'm even grumpier than I already am.You are the best, JL... I often say and she said, "it's okay, mum. JL is just trying to be a good gal." Or yesterday she said, "It's not me, mum. It's my super power"
Yesterday JL was playing with blocks. She built, JH knocked it down. Not once, not twice. I counted it... more than 10 times. She did get frustrated, but only yelled out, "JH, NOT NICE!!!!" So he knocked down so many times, I scolded him. and JL said, "it's okay, mum. JH is only a baby. He doesn't understand. He loves knocking things down... I've got an idea. How about I built something for him to knock down. Then he'll be happy and when he's happy, I'm happy" OMG, what kind of 4 yo speak like that???? She freaked me out.
Then JH thought it's fun to hit JL's head with wooden block. JL was ouch-ing, asked him to stop, but he just laughed and kept hitting her head. I asked her to hit him back, just so he knows that it hurts and hopefully he'll stop, but JL refused to do it, cos she loves her di di. Fine! I've had enough. I picked JH up and put him in his cot and left him to cry. Serve him right!!!! I thought JL would be happy that justice is done and she could build the blocks without her di di pestering her. But no, instead of building blocks (as much as she wanted to), she went to JH's room and comforted him, while giving him some advice about he shouldn't hurt his jie jie. *sigh*
She is sooo sweet. and hopefully she stays that way.
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