Possesiveness

Yesterday, we went to Waipo's house after dinner because Ah Yee said she has not been playing with Ace for a long while and wanted to see and play with Ace.

We reached Waipo's house and were just sitting around. As Ace woke up at 6am in the morning that day, he was kind of tired and literally just lay around in my arms... then suddenly, he requested to "drink milk milk" and for some unknown reason, after he drank his milk, he just suddenly became full of energy and started running around the house and trying to play....

Ah Yee and Net Net bought him this easel stand and so he decided to go and draw. He saw a piece of unknown letter inside the compartment where we put the pens and duster and he took it out, walked over to Ah Yee and said, "这个不要放我这边好不好？"

Wah, so possesive ah.. he sure knows how to take care of his things..

And then Waipo told me that when Ace is not there, they will actually draw things on the easel as well because it was fun to do so.. the other day, Ah Yee and Waipo drew alot of pictures of different fruits on the easel and because we left it in the living room, you can see it the moment you come to the door.

That day, when Waipo brought Ace home from school, before he even stepped into the house, he whined and asked, "为什么画我的？"

The first thing he did when he stepped in was to take off his shoes and then draw three heads on it and then, he felt satisified and decided to go and do something else. "Don't erase ah.." he reminded my mum...

I think he drew himself, daddy and me to remind waipo and ah yee, this BELONGS TO ME! Hahaha....

And then the other day, we were trying to redo his Daddy's bandage and so we took it out and left it on Ace's table cos Ace was asleep... he walked out of the room, saw us sitting at his table and the two bandages on his table, he immediately went into teapot pose... one arm on his waist, one arm with a finger pointing out.. "你为什么放在我的TABLE?!"he exclaimed. Daddy boh pian..had to apolgize to Ace and put it elsewhere..

I dunno whether to laugh or to cry..

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