31 months old

Dear Elle,

Your doodling and scribbling are getting more interesting. You can write "E", "l", "W" and lots of other alphabets facing the wrong directions. You love drawing smiling faces. Look at these little people you drew. Not only they have eyes, nose and mouth, you gives them legs too. They look like a potato head on the run, too darling. These people you drew are your family. Before you start drawing, you'd name the each person you're going to draw, like grandma and grandpa.
Oh! Johnny Test, one of your favorite cartoon charactor. It's so lovely of you giving him spiky hairs.
Your bizzare way of telling us something you want in the context of question and expecting us to suggest what you should get is really funny. It goes something like this, "I eat what?" and "I hug what?". You're so sneaky that you'd pretend to look innocent trying to get things your way. If you find a candy, you'd come to us asking what's this. When we tell you it's candy, you'd say innocently "Ooh.. candy?" and then beg to eat it.
It's so sweet of you covering mama with blankie and patting on my back, singing rockabye baby, just the way mama always does for you. You pick up the new song "客人來, 看爸爸". You'd kiss yourself in the mirror with loud smooching noise for god knows how long. We have been enjoying reading "Harold and the purple crayon" and Harold becomes one of your favorites. That day, you made the playdoh into a rectangle shape and put it on the snowman we made and told us that's bandage for the snowman.
When you lost a long-winded conversation with dada during bedtime, you turned your back against him and said, "I'm tired. I 'oau oau liao'(go to sleep).". You have kept stalling at bedtime recently. One minute you want more milk, the next minute you want to go potty, and then all of the sudden your finger hurts and you need a bandage. One big change is you'd no longer trying to wake us up if you wake up earlier than us, instead you'd get out of the bed and play by yourself.
Some of the conversations we had are simply too teary funny. One day you were being naughty and apologized to dada saying "Sorry. I love you.". Dada was angry saying, "No. I don't love you.". You replied "Thank you!".

You blurted out "I'm soooo tired of you." when mama kept bugging you to do a little massage on the back.

That morning, you told us, "papa naughty. I want another papa."

One evening, you broke a glass and we didn't even notice that your finger had a cut until you're flipping pages on a book. After we put a bandage on it, we asked you what happenned to your finger, you replied, "because I read book.".

You lifted one finger up saying "A minute. Okay?" and then ran off and climbed up on to dada's computer desk, busy clicking the keyboard. I asked you what were you doing and you said, "I busy with computer. One minute. Okay?".
Love,
Mama