“NO, don’t climb, come down, I’ll cane you, I’ll beat you, I’ll throw you away, don’t jump, don’t touch, come here, etc…” …. These are the words that I say dunno how many umpteen times now each day to stop rascal #3 from performing her daredevil stunts. But nothing seems to be able to stop this brat. Her waking hours are spent climbing, jumping, rummaging drawers, playing with her jie jies’ magic color pencils and scissors and everything that’s she not supposed to do and touch. Standing guard behind her is a full-time job and I can’t do much during her waking hours.
When nothing could stop her from climbing the other day, I whacked her with a cane lightly. Baby who is super sensitive then bawled (anyone who shouts at her or hits her, albeit very lightly, she’ll turn her lips down, tries hard to control crying, then sobs and then gradually waaaaail out loud) ….
She then coughed, choked a little and pretended to puke (puking is her best defense weapon for she knows that the moment she’s about to puke, all and sundry will run to her and pacify her. See how manipulative she is and she’s just like rascal #2 when she was Baby’s age)….
I tried hard not to fall into her trap and let her cough and choke but rascal #2 ran to her baby sister, gave her a hug and sayang her. This managed to placate her a little and then off she went climbing again….
I whacked her again and she baaaaaawled again…..
The ending? I lost the battle. I had to carry her and sayang her again to stop her from crying coz I had just painfully spoon-fed her milk and I didn’t want her to spew the milk out like an angry volcano, sigh…..
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