I’m not sure why many of Tee’s dramas always occur whilst I’m spinning the wheel. Is it mere coincidence or is she that bored of the moving window scenery of Protons and highways? I have reminded her for the umpteenth time that whilst I am driving, it is the worst time to bring out the monster in me. Yet, she is already showing signs of sadistic tendencies and craves abuse and bloodshed.
On the way to pick up the Hubs from work today, we were all happy. We’d had a good day. Everything on schedule. I asked her if she’d had a good day. YES! How pleasing. One final task and my day was done. Tee all sorted. Dinner cooked. Just seconds before I handed her over to the Hubs. My head circled with happy thoughts. Fairies dancing in the wind…..
Of course, as though I didn’t deserve it, Tee had to wreck my fantasy.
“I have BERD, MUMMY!!!” (BERD = BLOOD)
“Where?” (half wondering if she made it up and half worried if she’d accidentally pulled her tongue out)
“In my yeg and my finger!!!” (yeg = leg)
Still calm, I sounded concerned, “What happened? How did you get it?” (not seeing much from the rear view mirror)
“The mosquito bite me and I got berd! I need a puster!” (puster = plaster/band aid)
She needs a plaster for a mozzie bite? At that rate, she’d be a Mummy if she grazed her knee. I told her I didn’t have a plaster. She reminded me that I usually kept plasters in my wallet. So fumbling with one hand on the wheel and another in my handbag, I searched. Zilch. Sorry, no plaster.
“I NEEEEEEEEEED a PUSTER!!!” Her legs start kicking the back of my seat and suddenly flashbacks of Poltergeist, the movie, happens right in my car. Tee becomes possessed and writhes in her car seat, shouting her own toddler version of expletives, doing this African head-banging dance.
“LOOK, MUMMY!!! I have BERD!!! I’m going to FAINT!!!”
For the purpose of this exercise, I stopped the car to check. You know, just in case that Mozzie did rip her tongue out. There was a spot of blood on her shin (a moz bite scab that she’d obviously scratched too hard) and a paper cut on her finger (no idea how she got that).
Fast forward – 10 minutes later of vehicular poltergeist.
I threatened her that if she did not stop, she was getting thrown. Not thrown. Flung. Out of the car into the dustbin. Then I calmly called the Hubs and requested for some plasters.
*whistling……*
My daughter truly takes the phrase ‘drama queen’ to greater heights.
**************************************************************************Who is Mamapumpkin?
Mamapumpkin spent 7 years in London committing crimes to gain her Bartlett degree in Architecture. She then spent 7 years as a Stay At Home Mom raising her children as documented in this blog of over 15 years thereafter returning to the Corporate World stronger than ever as the Country Director of a British Multinational. She sets out to prove to all, that you can have anything and everything that you want; if you have that fire of desire burning within and the drive to work hard. Even better with much love.
Mamapumpkin has not only grown corporate businesses successfully in the past but has grown not one but TWO network marketing businesses in the notorious MLM (Multi-Level Marketing) industry, achieving success in under 2 years. She believes in the MLM business model but realises the DRASTIC PITFALLS and great stigma attached to it, understanding EXACTLY WHY the majority would shy away (or RUN for their lives) from ANY MLM business. But open your eyes and take time to understand it intellectually, remove your hang-ups, confirm your research, and you may just want to seize an opportunity. She did. And no, she never went about chasing people for sales. She had a sophisticated system work for her through technology and a smartphone.
She now impacts lives authentically with proven strategies amassed through the last decade of her own transformation offering online coaching programmes and always supports the underprivileged. She believes that we can all have a life of our own desires to enable real contribution into the world. But first, one needs to understand what this all means.
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Well, look on the bright side… your life will always be “interesting” and you’ll have plenty to blog about. Hahahaha.
Hahaha…yup. Just don’t get pregnant before she’s 30. Or drive herself against the law.
i really love ur daughter!! hahaha
she’s so smart!
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i really love ur daughter!! hahaha
sheβs so smart!
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I know! She got those genes from me. No doubt about it π
Thanks for dropping by, Julia.
kids love pluster. have to keep spare ones everywhere.
Well, today Tee ransacked her Nana’s drawers for new plasters and refilled my wallet with SIX plasters.
same gang with cairo, hahaha, so the drama!!! cute!!!
at least she is modern enuf to ask for plaster. cairo asks for zambuk (wahh wahhhhh char yau ah! sob sob, char yau ah!!!!!) :s
sigh…well, better they tell us than they don’t, i think…
Eh? What is Zambuk??? *curious*
Talking about plasters and mozzie bites, my gals made me fuming mad today coz both wanted plasters, not just plain plasters but cartooned plasters for their mozzie bites on their limbs. Only their daddy would give in to their wimps and fancies.
So did you have cartoon plasters in stock? They are just such drama queens….I swear.