Tee turns over in her sleep and mumbles, “Mummy, I really need to shi-shi…”

Not sure if she is dreaming, I lift my fingers off the keyboard and wait in silence. Her eyes are closed. Then.

Again, “Mummy……?”

“Yes, baby…”

“I need to shi-shi” her eyes half-opened as she moved into crawl position.

So I carried her into the bathroom and removed her diaper.

“The light is too bwight….” she mumbled again so I told her to keep them shut. Then I told her how proud I was of her that she didn’t wet her diaper. I realised that it’s been almost 2 weeks now that she’s woken up with a dry diaper, albeit several middle of the night trips to the washroom that has left me totally zombified and wishing she would just BLOODY pee in her diaper!!!

Then she added with such honesty, “I did. I shi-shi a litter bit in my pampers.”

But when I felt it, it was completely dry, unless the droplets had evaporated so quick. I’ll admit I was indeed proud of her honesty. With so many tricks I get played on, hell, I’ll take every bit of honesty there is!

Then after tucking her back into bed, eager to get back to work, it started.

“Mummy? In Hong Kong, there was a pond and there was no boat.”

I ignored her but it continued.

“The boat disappeared.”

“Ssshhhh….it’s time to sleep. No more talking.” I whispered.

“What happened to all the boats?” I hadn’t the faintest clue what she was going on about. As I tried to recollect our days in Hong Kong and boats….what boats? The only boats she saw were the ones outside the hotel window.

“I am scared, Mummy. What happened to all the boats in Hong Kong?” What WAS she dreaming of ???

“Maybe they went on holiday. Now Sshhh….no more talking.”

“How did they go on holiday?” AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

“They went using their engines. Now go to sleep before Daddy wakes up.”

“Which engines?” Oh my God. This is going to go on for a bit, isn’t it?

“The engine like Daddy’s car engine. When Daddy’s car engine turns on, the car moves, right? Same for the boat. They turned on their engines, then they can move too.” Please go to sleep. I have deadlines here.

“What happen to the sails?” ALAMAK!

“Well, some boats have sails and some boats have engines. Tee, no more talking.” My quiet stern tone surfaces.

Silence for 10 seconds.

“Today, Low Tze had a puster on her big fat toe.” Oh no…here we go again. But stupidly curious, I asked what happened. And I made a note to remind myself to look out for her Mandarin teacher’s BIG FAT TOE. What inspired her to call it that? Is it really big and fat? I’m curious now.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know. Maybe she twipped…..”

“Ohhh…..”

“Or toppled….” That’s the first time I’ve heard Tee use that word, must’ve learnt it from school.

“Or she banged it…..” Oh no, the imagination train has begun.

“Or she had a mosquitoe bite…….”

“OK, enough now. Sleep.”

5 seconds later, she was out. Back to lala-land.

What goes on in those little heads?

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Which brings me to realise that Tee has started being conscious about not wetting her diaper at night. I never intended to remove it till she showed me signs of being ready, like maybe when she was…….I don’t know. When DO these little ones get out of their night diapers? I mean, the last thing I need is to be jerked out of bed to make bedsheet roti canai. Yet, taking her to pee in the wee hours of the morning is not exactly my idea of sipping Margaritas on a white sandy beach across the sunset.

The thing is, we haven’t even asked her to NOT wet her diaper at night. She is either picking this up from school or from eavesdropping on adult conversations. I can just forecast the future – very soon, she will be refusing to actually PUT ON a diaper before bed, claiming her ‘big girl’ status and we will be having endless negotiations on diapers as fashion statements or us skillfully manipulating a diaper onto a sleeping toddler.

*sigh* Either way, we can’t win. So bring it on, I say. Pass me the Ghee and the Hot Plate. As very soon, I will have to go through what every other parent goes through eventually.

Making bedsheet roti canai.

BUGGER.

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