I love you, you Rockstar

I love you, you Rockstar

And I'm going to be looking at this picture of you taken yesterday, whenever I get stressed or mad at you. You were jumping up and down and taking the pictures off the walls in the bedroom again (our bedroom walls are full of lines and scratches because of all your hanging-and-re-hangings of picture frames.

But then you stopped and we suddenly shared this cuddle. And I told you I loved you. I told you I would love you no matter how naughty you get - and that's when you really looked happy. And I got this look from you. And for once you didn't even yell NO!!! at Mummy for taking your picture.

(Which is one of the reasons you're called Rockstar - you hate paparazzi)

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About Aileen

I blog about living and raising my son in Hong Kong - where toddlers have entrance interviews, parents keep test score spreadsheets, private school debentures can trade for more than half a million USD. Raising Rockstar's the most important thing I'll ever do. We show our true colors by the choices we make in bringing up our children. My blog is a message to my toddler son, about what the world and his parents are like today - for when he becomes a teenager and knows everything.
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