<\/a> While playing, Zara lets me see a side of me from her angle. The way she handles her doll, the way she role play is a reflection of how I handle her.<\/p>\nWhile playing with her doll (She calls it Baby Doll)
\nZara : *took a small bottle of lotion* Drink milk ha. *Put bottle near the doll’s mouth*
\n<\/span>After a while
\nZara : *smacked the doll* Beat!<\/span>
\nMe : Zara, why you beat baby doll?<\/span>
\nZara : *poked the doll’s chest* naughty! Baby Doll!
\n<\/span>Me : Baby doll naughty meh?
\n<\/span>Zara : Naughty!<\/span>
\n(That’s how I behaved when she’s naughty I guess. Yikes!)
\nA moment later,
\nZara : *stroke the doll* ayang (Sayang. Malay : stroke tenderly). *Bent down and kissed the doll’s face* Muak! *carried and gave the doll a cuddle*
\n<\/span>(I normally feel so guilty after smacking her, I kiss and ‘sayang’ her right after that)<\/p>\nLater, she was playing with her masak-masak (Malay : Cooking set), she ‘made’ soup and fed me.
\nZara : bow first ah (Blow first huh?) *blew the spoon* fu.. fu.. *then put the spoon near my mouth*
\n<\/span>Me : Mummy don’t want.
\n<\/span>Zara : *she stared at me with very fierce looking eyes* Must Drink!
\n<\/span>(Yikes! Sounds like me forcing her to eat something)<\/p>\n<\/div>