Tuesday, 11 December 2007


Micah dropped the PSP just now. Arrgh!!

(This is our second set. Micah broke the first about a year back, cracked the screen.)

I was very upset with him, but I was more upset with myself. It's all the inconvenience and money that's involved that makes me upset...Also that now I can't get my usual doze of unwinding with a game of Lumines II in bed.

It happened like this:
Micah was watching this funny video about a snail race and decided he wanted to be a snail too (we did this pretend play before, like months back). So he picked up a piece of ribbon on my shelf to secure a pillow to his back. Of course that was not going to do it. I spotted Daddy's old office landyard on the table, beside the PSP and I asked him to take that. I knew it was a risk when I asked him to take it himself, made it very clearly to be careful because the PSP is there, but I miscalculated the risk. I forgot the "Max" factor.

Just as Micah reached for the land-yard, Max rushed up to him, and in the spur of the moment, Micah did not see anything else but the land-yard and Max. He whisked it off the table and the PSP took off to flight and bounced twice upon landing.

I yelled. I scolded. I cried.

Micah apologized and apologized. We hugged.

For half an hour the boys were unbelievable quiet and still.

Then Micah got yet another lecture from me about listening to instructions. I tested the PSP. All intact except that I can't play games on it. After that they watched a couple of movie clips on the PSP and all seemed well (to the boys, that's all the PSP is to them), Micah asked for noodles. He had refused dinner earlier because it was not his favourite toufu or steam fish. So we all trotted off downstairs and I made dry black noodle while he and Max demanded some attention from Grandpa. Grandma had gone to bed and Daddy's still at work (!!).

Now I have to think of something else to help me unwind in bed... maybe I'll just cuddle and smell my boys and see if that'll help me sleep.


JLow said...

I am glad you yelled.

Don't get me wrong, I am not saying it's okay- I am saying I don't feel so bad that I do it too!

I know I shouldn't, but I get so worked up when Caitlin cries or chokes a little on her food, and starts coughing.

She'd cough and cough and cough, and puke.

It's a mess. Wasted food. Work to clean up. Clean clothes no longer. Wipe her down quicksmart before she gets cold. Adults may need changing too. Soiled bedsheets / carseat / floor. Tempers flared.

I know it's all in her reflex, and it's not her fault... I know I shouldn't yell at her...

Kathie "Moomykin" Yeoh said...

Some yelling is needed to stress the urgency or show that we mean business.

As far as I can I try to use persuasion and psychology. I try not to yell all the time. I do it everyday, just not all the time. No guilt there.

Ann said...

I like the hugging after the yelling!!

And they were quiet for how long???:)

neomesuff said...

i got my tv rosak, my fridge rosak, my hubby's phone rosak, my old transistor radio that i treasure, some of my vases...
and no m not getting them any electronic device..till tehy get old enuff..
for now..just relax

Kathie "Moomykin" Yeoh said...


yes, making up is most important after all "arguments". Hardest with kids coz they get over things faster than we do, so we really have to swallow our pride and anger.


I would also keep electronic stuff away from my kids if my hubby is not so techie. It's the price we pay for bringing up tech-savvy kids. Hurts the wallet the most. And that stresses me a quite bit.