My girls are too small to know when Mother’s Day is, but they talked about it, because the school has prep-ed them by teaching them to sing different songs related to love for mothers.<\/p>\n
On Saturday I asked the girls, “So, tomorrow is Mother’s Day, what are you girls going to do for me?”<\/span> <\/p>\n Instead of getting me toys per their earlier agreement, Zara said, “I’ll let you go pak toh (Cantonese : Go out dating) with Daddy.”<\/span> (if you know how difficult for me to apply for visa<\/a> to go out, you’ll understand this is indeed a very precious gift) and if this is not enough, she added, For Zara, granting me Me-time is her most ‘valuable’ gift.<\/p>\n For Zaria, she said, “For mother’s day, I’ll order cheese and bread (from Auntie Jelly) for you in the morning.”<\/span><\/p>\n Such innocence.<\/p>\n But then, something happened in the afternoon, which made me seethed with anger for the rest of the day, so I didn’t have any mood for a celebration. <\/p>\n Daddy wanted to have dinner with his mum, so a simple dinner with my in-laws at a near by restaurant is how we did it.<\/p>\n If you are my FB friends, you would have heard the songs the girls sang for me.. Their serenading voices, is the best gift to me.<\/p>\n Hope you have a nice one.<\/p>\n
\n“And then you can go do your hair, you can spend a long long time to get your hair done.”<\/span> (I’d just told her I haven’t had time to get my hair done, because I spent all my time with them).<\/p>\n