I always wonder, where those energy coming from. I nag at him and few second later he'll jumping around. I said, 'careful, nanti jatuh, licin tu' then he'll dancing at the shower. I said, 'dot run, hold my hand', the next thing I know he's already running around sampai ke hujung kedai.

I used to think, haihh, kenapa tak berapa nak dengar cakap ni, then when I observed him little bit more, I can see that he's actually enjoying every single moment of his life. Mommy punyalah marah (mommy garang memang mcm ni) and yet he still can smile and act like nothing wrong. Lompat berlari macam takde buat salah.

He's one happy kid.

And I'm one of those mothers yang boleh dpt heart attack with all his 'happiness'.

Let him be. Let him be. Let him be.

His feet. Not mine.