What is making Mal so sad again?
Last weekend at east coast, we rented a bike for Mal and he cycled close to 8 km which I think was a real feat for a 3 year old. At bedok jetty where we took a break, I accidentally toppled his water bottle and it rolled right off the jetty and into the water.
It was his one and only water bottle. The one with the Lightning McQeen picture. The one which we bought from Target. The one with memory from Phoenix.
Both Daddy and myself who were in our blades failed to save the water bottle in time. We contemplated for awhile whether to jump into the water to get the bottle but decided not to as though it was easy to reach the bottle, it would be a long swim back to the shore..
We sat and watched the bottle slowly drift out into the big big ocean. It’s like dying a slow death and it feels horrible to be so helpless. Mal must have felt much worse than us as he wailed and cried and clung on to Daddy for comfort.
That evening, we brought him a brand new water bottle, this time a Bob the Builder one with a strap for him to sling over his shoulder. It is a consolation to him for losing the old one.
We have been busy churning out cookies for this Saturday’s Little Entrepreneurs Christmas Bazaar where Mal will get a chance to run a stall, selling things. Mal and I were so sure that we should be selling cookies, and yes, we shall do that! even though Mummy will probably end up be the one doing most of the stuff.
Mal is all excited about selling our own home made cookies. For the past few days after school, you would either see us rushing to some stores to get more baking stuff or rushing home to make more cookies. So far, we are almost done with the baking and are left with decorations for the gingerbread cookies. Hoping to get everything done by tomorrow so that we can chill out at Borders after school on Friday. It has been more than a week since we went there!