One of my fondest childhood memories is reading story books in the school library. I was thrilled when I received my first library card. I visited the library after school everyday.

I’m really looking forward to that one week term break in mid March. No more dragging Little Edison out of his bed, packing his stuff, rushing to school and trying to stay on top of school-related matters.

As the old saying goes “This is gonna hurt me a lot more than it hurts you.” I never felt the significance of it until I became a mother.

Have you heard of Kidzgrow? I stumbled across this interesting website when I was reading Singapore’s Child magazine last weekend.

One thing that I hate about parenting is disciplining a toddler. He can be quite a tough nut to crack because at this age, he starts to become more independent and yet he has a limited ability to communicate and to reason.

Heartbroken is the best word to describe how I felt this morning when I send Little Edison to school. I’ve expected that he will cry the moment he stepped into his classroom after the long weekend.

It wasn’t smooth-sailing. From the second day onwards, parents are not allowed to be in the classroom. We reached the school five minutes before the class starts. I saw some children crying and nervously clinging on to their parents.