The Call That Brightens Up My Day


Ever since Little Edison discovered the marvel of telephone, he has been calling me every day when I’m at work. Sometimes he calls up to four times a day to share with me about an event at school, what he has for lunch, what TV program that he’s watching, and what other monkey business that he’s doing at home.

I welcome all these calls as I often find them very amusing. Somehow, they ‘connect’ me with his routine even though I’m not with him physically. But in my mind, I can imagine what he’s doing from these phone calls.

“Hello Mama! What are you doing?” he asked enthusiastically.

“Mama is working. Have you taken your lunch?”

“Oh yes! I had a sandwich for lunch, and I finished it.”

I was delighted to hear that, and I answered him: “Good boy. Now you go take a nap and when you wake up, please do the homework that I gave you last night.”

He was quiet for a while. He doesn’t like to listen to my nagging, and oh, he’s at a stage where he thinks that afternoon naps are only for babies. As a matter of fact, he seldom takes his afternoon nap now.

“Okay, I’ll pass the phone to Yeye.” Before I could nag any further, he passed the phone to my father-in-law. I knew his trick. Smart boy.

Two hours later, he called again.

“Hello Mama!” he said in a less enthusiastic tone this time.

“Yes, boy. What are you doing now?” I asked him.

“The homework question is too difficult. Twenty minus five? But I don’t have twenty fingers!”

I chuckled and said, “You don’t need twenty fingers. Use the ‘count down’ method that I’ve taught you. Twenty, nineteen, eighteen, seventeen, sixteen, fifteen. Remember?”

“Add means count up. Minus means count down.” I reminded him again although I was very certain that he knows how to solve the math questions by himself.

“Okay, Mama. I’ll try again. Bye!” The line went dead after that. I assumed that he went back to his homework questions.

I like it every time he calls me in the middle of the day, even for no apparent reason. Just to listen to his rambling, his voice and his jokes. They brighten up my days.

Do you talk to your children on the phone too when you’re at work? Do you enjoy it? Say YES if you do! I love to hear from you too.

Little Edison Talks

Little Edison

As a parent, one of my favourite things to do is to listen to my son’s talking. I love to hear the thoughts that come out of his head.

Yesterday, he went for a school excursion to the Singapore Zoo to see the pandas. Here is an amusing conversation with him this morning when we talked about his Zoo trip:

Me: How many pandas did you see at the Zoo yesterday?

Edison: Only one. I only saw his backside.

Me: (chuckled) So, the panda was not looking at you?

Edison: Nope!

Me: What did you have for lunch?

Edison: KFC! I eat pop corn chicken. I eat fries. I drink gassy drink (he’s referring to soft drink). I left one piece of chicken, I cannot finish. I’m very full.

I can feel that he really enjoys eating KFC!

Me: Okay. Did you put on the seat belt when you’re on the bus?

Edison: Mrs. Lee put it on for me. (Mrs. Lee is his form teacher)

Me: Good. You must always put on seat belt. If not, the traffic police will catch you.

Edison: No, I will shoot them like a gangster!

Me: What!? There is no gangster in Singapore. You cannot become a gangster. Gangsters are bad people.

Edison: Yes, there is! Gangster shoots fire at the policeman. I want to become a gangster!

Me: (speechless)

I did some soul-searching after the conversation. Maybe it’s our fault for letting him play on those gangster games on our smartphones. Kids learn very fast, it’s time to delete away those games with negative influences on my phone.