First of all, this will be the most unconventional entry that any mommy would write about their loved ones. Don't get me wrong, I have to indemnify myself here first to say that I love my two kids to bits. I have never been a "kiddy" person eversince young (we can never relate to each other), or in other words, child-friendly person, but having my own has changed me.
But if I have a magic wand and I could wave some changes around on Vic, my eldest daughter, soon-to-be five year old but maturity far beyond her age, I would:
1. make her do things faster. She's a queen of dilly dally, and everyday without fail, I will be telling her to hurry up. From going upstairs to take her bath, to brushing her teeth, to finishing her breakfast, or brushing her teeth. There are times when she can be so fast and efficient yet most of the other times I'd be telling her to hurry up. Sigh. Love, indeed is about patience, rite.
2. make her more flexible. I know, my parents would say she's just like me... "sei pan pan" but I'm talking about her fashion sense here. She's soooo into jeans and pants that she'd wear them at every opportunity when we go out, be it to the shopping malls, or to visit friends, or just for a car ride. We waste very precious minutes before going out, just because she wants to wear jeans (again!) and I want her to wear something else, ie dress / skirt.
3. wish she don't wear socks so often. This girl is in love with her socks just as how the brother despise them. Again, nego nego nego!
4. make her react faster. This girl has a delayed effect of 5 seconds. Maybe a little lesser. But for example, when she get out from the car, we'd tell her to stop and wait for us before crossing the road, but she'd still go ahead. Or, when she is doing something wrong, and we say stop, she doesn't hear us. Or if she does, she doesn't follow. Too much independent brain cells.
5. Vic still wants people to accompany her whilst she finish her last few mouthfuls (which can take up to half an hour), or whatever that she's doing. She loves to be surrounded by people. But when outside, she's sooooo super shy she would not even open her mouth.
I hope she will grow out of no.1 and no.4 most. The rest, I can live with it. Because if she keeps dilly-dallying, daddy and mummy get really worried if she can survive in her chinese primary school.
Having said all these, "
you don't know how much we love you, Vic." I remember the tears we shed whenever we left her on weekends during her first 3 years, or when she was down with fever and refused medication.
She still mesmerize us with her funny ways and make our blood pressure boil with her stubbornness. Well, that's you, Vic.