Lately, I've been feeling too lazy and tired. I'd just loiter around, ignoring the piling housework or even fun time with my son. So just now while I was lying on the couch, this little guy came to me bringing his mum decorative bamboo stick, trying to beat me out of the couch with it! Ouch!
When I screamed to the top of my lung until all the glasses in the house cracked (drama people! drama!), he quickly scurried like a mice to put the stick back into it's proper place, hah tau takut! So since he'd been showing signs of feeling neglected, I made an attempt to play hide and seek with him.
But son, you're totally uncool, you know that?
When I hid myself in places that he couldn't seem to find, he cried, cried and cried, and then screamed "maaamaaaaa! mamaaaaa!", until I came out from my hiding place. Well, I had to come out, lest neighbors would think I was having fun beating my son to death or something. Oh yes, he screamed THAT loud!
Oh God! I'm all lembik longlai now from all sprinting I had to do while playing, I just need to lie down again. *pengsan*