It has been raining the whole day and I did not get to do the grocery shopping. The rain finally stopped at around 4pm. And I had a brilliant idea - I could use the baby stroller to kill two birds, i.e. buy grocery and fetch Yee (I usually use the bike to fetch Yee from the nursery). Everything was well till we reached home.
Yee refused to get down from the stroller. For the next 1hr 30min (from 6:15pm onwards), there was no peace at home. The first time I carried Yee out of the stroller and took her to the room. She stormed back to the stroller and stood there crying for a good 30mins. Then I succumbed and put her back on the stroller. But she was still wining. Didn't want to spoil her, I walked away many times. I told her to call "Mummy" when she wanted to get down. I checked on her numerous time as I was not too sure if it was a good idea to "dump"her there. So, everytime I appeared, I asked, "Do you want me to carry you down?" Yee shook her head. And I found myself repeating "Call Mummy when you want to come down" many times.
Finally at 8:15pm, I decided to end the "battle". I carried her down and brought her to the room. Yee struggled and cried while I tried to distract her with her own photos when she was 4-months-old. Among the photos was a recent one taken on V-day. Daddy was feeding Yee. Yee saw the photo and suddenly remembered that she had not eaten dinner. Then, there was peace. As I fed her dinner, Yee becomes my sweetie-once-again, smiling and talking to me.
