——2006-2-18 (An'an is three years old)
On the morning of February 18, 2006, I rode to Carrefour supermarket to buy some odds and ends. When I got home, it was already after one o'clock. The dining room was quiet, and the table There were dishes on the table, and it looked like An An and her parents had already eaten. With a "squeak" sound, An An opened the door from her grandma's house and said with surprise: "Mom, you are back! What good things did you buy for me?"
I said: "Dad and grandma have taken a nap, right? You Why don't you sleep?"
An'an said, "I'm waiting for you to come back."
This was so thoughtful that I didn't know what to say. I quickly took out the fruit yogurt I bought for him. Said: "Mom, didn't you say you won't buy it?" Yes, he had seen it in the supermarket before. Looking at the colorful fruit yogurt paper house, he must buy it. I think there are additives in it, and it is better to eat the fruit directly than to process it. I wanted to have better nutrition in the future, but I disagreed. After his repeated requests, I bought one and said I would not buy it again. This time I went to the supermarket and saw it. I thought An An liked to drink it. I left after a while, so I bought two. This kid still cares about what I say. I said, "Oh, mom only thought about your love of drinking and forgot about it. Do you like it?"
An An nodded and said, "Yes." So I opened a box for him to drink, but he drank this box until the evening I didn’t finish the drink, I was the one who finished it. This kid may have lost his interest in fruit yogurt.
He quickly went around the grandma's house again, took out a CD, and said, "Dad bought this for me."
I asked, "Have you read it?"
An'an said, "Too It’s so good that I can’t bear to watch it.”
I started eating, and An An was walking around the table, talking and playing with me. Suddenly, he said: "I want to poop!" I stood up and prepared to help him. I saw this kid running under the big bed in our room and taking out his small poop bucket to the toilet. He tore some toilet paper and wiped the sides of the bucket. Then he sat down and talked to me while he was doing it. I saw that he could clean the sides of the bucket in an orderly manner, imitating us, and make a mess in the toilet. I felt that this kid could take care of himself.
Just when I was feeling a little relieved, An An said: "Mom, I've done it. Come and wipe it for me."
I said, "An An, you are a big child, you should find a way to wipe it yourself." In fact, he was I wiped them by myself in kindergarten, but I had to act like a spoiled child at home.
An'an said: "Just use mom's method. Mom, can you come and help me wipe it?"
Forget it, thinking that I won't be wiping his butt for a long time in the future, so I went to help. In fact, this opportunity is also very precious to me.
An An came out of the toilet, I started washing the dishes, and the boy started to put the stool down and lie on the ground, holding the legs of the stool as a trolley to push it. However, I accidentally knocked a stool to the ground, making a huge noise. It was noon, my father and grandma were sleeping, and the aunt downstairs would also be disturbed. I was very angry and ordered him to hurry up. Lift the stool up.
My voice was very stern, but An An looked at me without moving. After a while, he said word by word: "You take the garbage and throw it away, and I will hold up the stool."
This guy actually wants to talk to me. I'm looking for balance! So cute!
So, without saying a word, I picked up the garbage bag in the garbage basket and went to take out the garbage. At the same time, An An also held up the stool.
