The Truth Shall Set You Free

I am convinced that Glory is secretly a wise old soul in a kiddo's body.
When Celeste crawled into my bed and I acted all miffed up that I didn't have any space, Glory told me to "never mind, let Celeste", as if she was teaching a spoiled child who needed to learn to give in to a younger sibling.
Or like that day,when i left her night-time diaper on for too long, and she warned me that she needed a wee.
Lazy Mummy: "It's ok, darling, you're wearing diaper"
Wise ol' Glory: "But if I pass urine, the urine will come out!"
Lazy Mummy: " It will not! Try!"
Glory obeyed, and true enough, her diaper overflowed.
Wise ol' Glory: (exasperated look) "You see?"
Ugh. Please tell me im not the only mummy who has received a "told u so" from a preschooler!

Or like now, when she's telling me that it's too late to be using the iphone n i should go to bed.
She's really quite the adult right?

Yet there are times I have to admit she's really just a child.
Like when we pretend to devour her body parts. You know, "nom nom nom I'm eating your nose. " but OBVIOUSLY we are only pretending RIGHT? Yet somehow this girl would look all victimised and plead, "Then I will have no nose. Then I cannot smell already. "
At this point, she's really hoping you would (pretend to ) spit out her nose, and tell her you've returned it to her.
Sometimes, just for kicks, I'd refuse to return her a nose or an eye, and to my great amusement, she actually starts bawling pitifully, like she has really lost an eye/ nose/ eyebrow/ arm etc! Slightly evil, but very fun right!

But God hears the cries of His children, especially little ones who are oppressed and mistreated and who have had their little body parts eaten off by hungry mothers.
Last week, at Glory's first Children Church Camp, I suspect God decided enough was enough and delivered Glory from her fear... He must have whispered something to her, coz she had an amazing revelation that helped her overcome her fear!

I was a little bored, and decided to gobble up her eyes. Expecting her usual pleas, I was surprised when she declared firmly "God made me, and God made my eyes stuck. My eyes are stuck to me so you cannot eat my eyes!"

Impressed.
And also very curious whether it was a revelation God gave her personally, or were the teachers actually teaching such random facts like "God made your body parts stuck" during Children Camp.

Yeah! God gave me awesome peepers AND stuck 'em tight to my face so you can't eat them! Ooh- Hoo!

Look what I found!

Found this while packing for the Big Move(s)...

Yes, I'm from THAT era. I knew all the songs from FAS Official Soccer Album. Dream Team Steam... Muahaha!
I went to almost every home match,and even went to Jln Besar Stadium to watch them train.
I even had a lucky panty, which, in case you didn't know, helped Singapore to beat Sarawak.

At the risk of sounding perverse, I even bought and decorated a watermelon for Aunty Semiah(?) to thank her for raising a man like Fandi, and marshmellows for his nephew Faiz(?)just coz he's cute. (the nephew, not fandi.)( although Fandi was cute too.)

Ah those were the days ;)

"Fandi my hero.... we love you and we thought you'd like to know..."

Evil Morris

I didn't sleep last night, and it's all Morris' fault.
Glory woke up screaming n crying, insisting there was a spider on her bed.
"Spider! Spider!" she cried, pointing to a corner of her bed,"There, on my bed!"

She had gathered her precious bed-things (a Hamtaro cushion, a doggy, a Barney balloon, two pillows n two blankies)  in a pile, as far away as possible from the corner where the spider was allegedly lurking.
She stared at the corner with fear written all over her face, looking so trumatized that I knew it wasn't merely a ploy to get me to come over to her room.

Yet, even if there was a spider, it didn't seem likely that she would have seen it.  Her room was dark, and her bed was crowded, to put it mildly. A spider could technically go unnoticed in her storeroom bed. Unless it was one of those big hairy seriously scary spider, and it walked right over Glory, waking her up!

webecoist.com

Could this creature be lurking in my baby's room????

As I searched her bed and under the mattress, I asked her more about the spider.
Me: Is the spider big or small?
G: the spider is big.
Me: how big is it? Show me with your hands.

Glory indicated a cat sized spider.

And added that it is yellow, with red eyes.

Cheh. Dream nia.

I wanted her to have an avenue to release her fears, so i let her tell me more.

Glory informed me that, apparently, we are supposed to cover our noses when a fierce spider is near.
I was feeling pleased... wow, at 2-and-a-half, Glory is so smart to imagine that these mean fierce spiders knew how to tunnel into our bodies to inflict maximum damage! Wa, during Red Cliff era she would be like ZhuGeLiang can?

But it turns out that it's just that fierce spiders like to hit people's noses.
(facepalm)

Anyway, Glory was particularly upset that the spider did not apologise to her after hitting her nose.
(double facepalm)

Oh, and the spider has a name too.

Morris.

And by the time she filled me in on the various details of Morris the Spider, morning has broken.

Sigh.

And i thought sleepless nights were a thing of the past.