Hahaha....................sigh

We were at Cherating during the sch holidays and we all spent most of our time at the beach, chasing waves. So I asked Justin to hold the toys while I hold the bags and towels. And he kept crying saying it was too heavy (yeah right!) and he cried all the way from the chalet till the beach, carrying the toys. Once we reached the sandy beach, I said okay let's get into the water. He insisted that we walk back to the chalet, and I hold the toys and the bag and the towels and walk back to the beach again. Yeap, that's my son. He and his ridiculous requests. Very specific requests.

So back to the drama.

I asked him to remove his shoes and get into the water. He said "I want you to take my shoes off for me". I said "No. Do it yourself". And drama again. Uwa Uwa Uwasss My SIL came and helped him to remove his shoes and brought him into the water. He continued to cry, insisting that my SIL bring him over to me, so that I will bring him back to the beach, help him to wear his shoes again, remove it again and bring him back into the water.  uwa uwa uwa cos i refused to do it for him. BIL came pulak. He asked him what he wanted , and he said specifically that he want my BIL to pass him back to me, bring him to the beach, wear the shoes, remove the shoes FOR HIM, and then bring him into the water. My BIL heard and he double confirm with me if he heard wrongly. I said confirm, he is memang like that wan. My BIL also laughed and passed him back to me.

I took him far away from everyone and I told him, the toy is not heavy. If the toy is heavy, he couldn't have carried it all the way from the chalet to the beach. And he can remove his own shoes, why need me to remove? He cried, insisted me to do like what he said. I said "Justin stop this at once or....." and I moved him far from me (he's without a float) "Or I will let go...." And he said "okay. No need to wear shoes edi". "So now wanna go have fun?" I asked him and he replied "YES!"

And then he laughed and laughed and had a damn good time and then he became a half baked lobster.

My neighbour always tell me that luckily I am sane enough to handle him and his behaviour cos she took care of him before so she know his attitude very well. Many mothers in his extra class asked me how I managed to train him to be so "obedient" cos he is totally another different boy in the class. When they said that, I just can smile and say "hahaha..........................................sigh"