Vivian has been whinging about going to the playground since the morning. She has a little book which has a picture of swings, she pointed to us and said ” 秋千＂in a way that only us can figure out.

We had a couple of other things on our schedule today, plus any time between 10am to 4pm is really not good time as high risk to get sun burnt, so I had to tell her that she had to wait until late of this afternoon.

She nodded her head and said “好” , but to be honest I really don’t know if she understood the concept of “waiting” or “afternoon” or any of my reasons that I tried to explain. The only thing I can see was when we passed by the playground in the morning, she saw it and got excited then she was kind of disappointed as we didn’t stop or head to that way.

This is where you can’t help thinking and wondering how their little mind is working, how frustrating they would feel as they couldn’t talk (with such limited language skills), get other people to understand them or make their own decisions.

How would they feel? Do they complain or oppose in their little heart? Do they remember the lies or excuses the adult said to them? If they don’t understand the logic behind what they were told, how do they get over those hard feelings that they just don’t get what they want?

At that point, you just feel that they are so vulnerable and innocent and you feel that you are responsible for not messing up their minds and looking after them well as much as you can.

So I took V to the playground after 4:15pm in the afternoon and spent about an hour there. She was trying every single thing in the park. I was like always, doing my guessing game, trying to figure out what she wanted to do or not wanted to do. I suppose that if it was not easy to me, imagine how hard it would be for her?

I think even the best parents in the world can’t say that they have 100% accuracy about understanding their toddlers, but we seems never bothered by this. Isn’t this a shame?