You’re just over a year and a half son, and at this milestone, I will remember you babbling and attempting to talk to us.
You point at everything and go, “This is…” You want our attention all the time which is something we will miss as you grow up.
Because of the electronic display in the lift, you can count from 1 – 15. You can also recognise the digits on our fingers. There have been times in the wee hours of the morning when you would start counting when you cannot get back to sleep.
We revise Zoophonics with you daily and are pleased that you can remember the entire list of sounds and actions. Sometimes you even recite the list on your own without prompting.
You point out letters and objects that you recognise with much glee and we encourage you by applauding and acknowledging all your efforts. You reply with a smile that melts the hardest of hearts.
You throw tantrums by lying down on the floor when you don’t get your way but we’re hard and firm with you. Mum’s stare results in you looking remorseful and sometimes trying to hug her to make up.
I’ve beaten your chubby thighs quite a few times as you were being stubborn and refused to be carried in crowded areas by struggling and insisting on not holding our hand and running wild. We have to teach you to hold our hands in public places and this was reaffirmed when we were in Bintan for a holiday and saw a mother who thought she had lost her son to the sea.
We had an awesome eighteenth month with you which ranged from your usual saturday morning walks, checking out fireworks, visiting Bukit Timah Saddle Club and going for a short holiday to Bintan.
We enjoyed Bintan the most where we swam, ate and slept and had an incredible bonding time as a family.
As always it’s a pleasure watching you grow and we love you, Son.