You ask for it

On Monday the girls were on "medical leave".

I knew they had occasion cough for quite a while but last Sunday night they had difficulties sleeping due to stuffy nose.

We decided to bring them to the doctor and Im glad we did.

The two sick girls were still playing & jumping as usual though Clarabelle appeared more petulance.

But to my dismay, Abella was diagnosed with mild bronchitis but the more petulance Clara just normal cold cough. Luckily nebulizer not required unless she complaint further breathing difficulties.

Not to worries, my two girls are getting well now.. :)

But from this incident, I reminded myself never treat their symptom lightly, no matter how small it is.

Oh.. actually I wanted to share a funny incident...keke... my bone felt tickle, whenever I related this.. kekeke...

So, on Monday night after their medicine, I urged the girls for an early rest as tomorrow they are going back school. But then my two selective "diligent" girls wanted to do some phonics assessment first. Well, we shouldnt deprive them from learning so I agreeded to do some reading on the bed.

Then when I was asking them to tell me words end with the letter "n"... Clara behaved ignorance and kept giving me the wrong word. I knew she was tired but it was her that initiated to do the assessment and I really discourage to do thing half way.

Her continue ignorance get on my nerves and I raised my voice.

She began to cry. I reminded her unreasonable crying doesnt help but make me more angry.
She continued to cry. I walked out the room.

Abella followed me to another room. I explained to her why I am angry.
She noded her head..

A while later, there was silent from Clara. When I opened her door, she had buried her face in her pillow but looked up when heard us. (Her face was pityful. Haha)

I told her I came back because she had stopped crying. I am willing to accept her apology.
But Clara just kept mum.

Still mum even I had intrigued her. I was mad when she kept her mouth so tight and seem grinding her teeth.

"What is that in your mouth?!"
"Open your mouth!"
"Open your mouth now!!"

She sense I am seroius, no choice but opened her mouth.
The next moment we experienced little merlion.
Her mouth was filled with saliva and phlegm!
And all gushed out like merlion pour!
(She must have cry till cough and induced the phlegm and probably the reason she stopped crying too)

I broke into smile. My poor little innocent broke into guilty smile too.
We were all soaked in our apology gaze and forgotten to save the newly changed bedsheet.
But changing bedsheet and mess created by them is never such light-hearted as that night.

After all the cleaning, I tugged the girls to bed snuggly.
Sweet dream, my dears... mommy love you...