the bub and i have been left to our own devices every monday evening as the diddy is away on his ‘covert operation’ for yet another term.

usually i’d bring him out for an extra-long meandering walk home from his oma’s house, exploring the surrounding estate and stopping to say hello to the cats or run around with other kids loitering the area.

this week, there was a chance to “commisserate” with another ‘single’ mother, so we packed the kids in the car and went grocery shopping in true suburban housewife fashion. i don’t imagine posh spice doing this too when becks is away for soccer practice… or does she? heh.

ok lah, we’re no WAGs, but we create our own paparazzi, can? :p

and monday nights like these, which is also TV night for mummy, with no diddy around to ‘distract’ him, all the lights in the house go out early, and he complies by turning in before 2200hrs, just in time for mummy to settle in with her other friends, susan, gabrielle, lynette et al. easy peasy, i tell the husband when he gets home. (or maybe the boy, seeing diddy’s not around, gets bored and thinks, “tidur sudahlah!” :p)

i wonder if it’s different if i stayed home all the time. would he be less well-behaved and less approval-seeking?

or more?

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