Today, like any other day, I was there to fetch you before most of your classmates marched into extended care.
You were one of the few who get to leave school at noon and go home for lunch.
Like always, your eyes lit up the moment you saw me and you went on with your silly dance with skips and jumps.
Your teachers said that you were seldom this silly during class, I guess you had little time to be silly when there was so much work to be done
Sometime you complained that your little hands hurt from all the colouring, but still, you finished what you were tasked to do.
I know going to school is hard work for you.
We came home and had your favourite pasta for lunch, you called them spring pastas because they spiralled round and round like springs.
You polished up every single bit in your bowl and was recharged with new energy.
It was a beautiful day, so we headed out into the backyard.
You were thrilled to find some shamrocks sprouting from the ground.
It’s been a while since we played in the yard because of the cold winter weather, and dried up lawn just isn’t great for outdoor play.
It’s good that we are getting the rain and the greenery back.
You learned that Spring is beautiful with colours everywhere.
You found some dandelions and got really excited.
You were eager to show me what your teacher did with them.
You grabbed hold of a stalk and started blowing.
The little seeds flew and you took off in your tiny feet chasing after them, squealing and giggling with joy till the last seed settled.
You did that for every dandelion you could find in our yard.
Exhausted from all the chasing, you went indoor to rest
On the sofa, you realised that a little fellow had followed you home.
You let him crawl all over you, leading him with your little fingers.
From fingers to arms to shoulder, you stopped it just in time before it wiggled into your armpit.
It was a delightful sight to watch.
Then as if you had enough, you picked your new friend up and headed for the door
By the lawn you set him down, and I heard you whisper in your little voice.
‘Time to go find your Daddy and Mummy, Ladybug’
It is little things like this you do that melt my heart.