I like them to run in the park and tell me, “Mummy, I want to fly…”
I like them to give his brother a hug while watching ducks swimming the water
I like them to indulge in their pretend play, bringing their Teddy for a trip to supermarket to buy me washing powder and apple juice.
I like them to spend an afternoon just watching the water at the reservoir.
I like them to sneak up to the piano at my sister’s place and bang their fingers on the keyboard while singing the ABC song.
For all the things I like, I have to give them time. Time to do nothing and enjoy their childhood. And time for me to enjoy watching them grow.