Today was one of the rare occasions when my husband and I were all alone with our middle child. The eldest was out with her friends, and the youngest was in school.
“Isn’t this great? We’re finally alone with you!” I enthused to my girl.
“Boring…” she answered.
“But this is what it feels like to be an only child! You get all your parents’ undivided attention!” I said. Her father had taken leave today specially to tutor her for her exams.
Her response was a speechless horrified expression. Probably she had a vision of her folks putting her under a microscope for the rest of her life. Oh well, so not every child wants ‘quantity time’ with her parents!
On a more serious note, I am very proud of this daughter. Ever since her elder sister started revising for her PSLE a month ago, this girl has been quietly studying alongside her sis even though she didn’t need to, because her exams start later. When I asked her why, this was her reply:
“It wouldn’t be fair for me to watch tv or play computer games; I don’t want to tempt Jie.”
Such a sensible child!
This reminds me of another occasion: I wanted to treat her to ice-cream (every child’s favourite!), but she declined. Her reason was that she wanted us to quickly fetch her sister back from Chinese tuition.
“I know what Chinese tuition is like,” she said in the serious way of young children, “it’s like dying like that. So we need to rescue Jie.”