He's my darling. Such a sensitive soul
Yesterday he was beaming saying "i'm so confident right Aatha!"
I had been praising him for going up on stage to dance, for figuring out how to get balls out of a broken glass, for asking questions at a play, for making new friends...
Then at a function to celebrate someone's 80th birthday he asks when is he going to die??!??!??!?
Mortified. We had to educate him on the spot that that was not the thing to say! But innocent he was. Asking matter of factly without the burden of the fears and worry attendant upon death. Cherishable moment i guess.
Up to yesterday he wanted to be an actor. As of yesterday he wants to be a singer like sp balasubramaniam..says he wants to learn singing till he's 25 or more.
I am so proud of him.
The other day in bed he said hes god worst blessing. So sad. The picture of him says god's sweetest blessing. His self esteem is something i have to work on
Currently ignoring his bad behaviour is working wonders.
He's so precious.
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