Do not be afraid...

Just think, you're not here by chance, but by God's choosing. His hand formed you and made you the person you are. He compares you to no one else - you are one of a kind. You lack nothing that His grace can't give you. He has allowed you to be here at this time in history to fulfill His special purpose for this generation. ~ Roy Lessin

Friday, 7 November 2008

I want to go home myself

Well, it first started with Jo saying, "Go home."
He says this when he truly doesn't want to be where he is, and his tone is one of absolute determination - and consternation. Well, we don't usually give in to his demands immediately although this means that we'll have to put up with his screaming or crying. At times, he'll even pull my bag towards the exit to prove his point.

The phrase then grew: "Go home now."
Ah, the concept of time has begun to creep into his mind.
"10 more minutes," I bargained.
"NOW!" the little boy knitted his brows in fury.

Just the beginning of this week, on one of the usual post-dinner evening strolls, Jo told his grandpa this: "I want to go home."
My parents-in-law were surprised.
However, the icing on the cake was this: Jo furrowed his brow in mock despair while saying it in a pained voice, as if he had been tolerating something intolerable and he's unable to tolerate it anymore yet he feels a bit sorry about having to make this request...! Dramatic!

The next day, during the evening stroll, Jo again told his grandpa that he wanted to go home.
"You go home yourself," my father-in-law jested.
"I want to go home myself," Jo immediately replied.
Apparently, my father-in-law was shocked by Jo's response that he knew that "yourself" and "myself" are different and could articulate the words.

I think I read somewhere that kids only start speaking in sentences at around the age of 2.5 years. Well, I'm truly minding what I say in front of this little precocious fella now.

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