This is a typical sight whenever we make the occasional trip to temples to pray for the new year. He would always demand for his own set of joss sticks and mimic whatever we do because he felt that since everybody was doing it, so should he. My mother-in-law has a small modest altar at her home and Xan is very familiar with her daily ritual of burning joss sticks and praying for the family’s good health and safety. He knows to bai bai (æ‹œæ‹œ) means to pray and wish for something good. Somehow along the way, he decided he needed a sibling and would almost always, quite audibly even,…
Me: Baby, Say Mama. Xan: MAAA MA! Me: Good boy! What about Papa? Say Papa! Xan: PAPA! Me: Very good! So clever! Say book. Xan: BOOK BOOK! Me: Kiss mummy! Kiss mummy! Xan: *bangs his forehead into my lips* Little moments at home that money can’t buy.