Mischievous Boy

WH is getting more mischievous now, not just the look but in action too. He’s in the stage of exploring, testing his boundaries and limits. He draws on wall, computer monitor and table. He purposely bang his head against the wall, he pours his sweetened drink out every where from his drinking spout, he shakes his milk bottle and when he’s not drinking he turns it up side down, milk pours over everywhere, he pressed the bottle teat against the floor, enjoying the milk splatter he has created on the floor. He dips his whole hand into a bowl full of porriadge, he plays with the flies beater and dip it in his porriadge. He plays with the gun-liked stove lighter, pointing at everyone making the “ngbom..ngbom” sound (we haven’t watch any cartoon or show that’s violent with gun in front of him, somehow he knows gun is for shooting), because of his height, he’s actually “gunning” us at our bump level. He bites and pinches when he’s “geram”. He pulls my hair just for the fun of it. He pull and snatch my glasses. He refused to sleep at nap/bedtime, wanted to play and already know how to switch on/off the bedside lampshade. Things that you want to laugh, but can’t really.

I have to put on a stern face, request him to stop in a stricter tone when it’s off limit. (Still this stern scold is not as stern as the one his sister got from me) If I don’t put on a stern face, he might thought it’s very funny, he would chuckle and repeat his action again. So whenever I raised my tone, he would right away give me this little pity face, with big tears rolling down his eyes. And he would come run towards me crying “boo.hoohoo hooo” extending his hands asking for a hug (I guess a way he says sorry, a way to get sympathy) or he would hug me from my back. Quite sweet actually.

As for JS, she would play a loving sister/daughter role when these happen. She would attempt to hug the baby, wipes his tears, kiss him and at the same time stroke me ( I guess to make me less angry). She would behaves goody-goody. She would also say:-
JS: baby, don’t cry, baby sayang
JS: mummy, why you scold baby
JS: don’t be angry with baby lah
Of course not all the time, JS is goody goody. Sometimes she would be bossy and talks like a little mummy.
JS: ok-lah, baby naughty. Don’t care lah. Come play/sleep with me.