This Precious Life

I love it when the boyf’s sister’s two year-old comes around. She is a shy little one, when she sees another adult she will hide behind her maid or her mum. I don’t usually get to go near her as it will make her run.

But today, I found my chance. She was playing with a shape-sorter on the floor. I walked to about a metre in front of her and sat down. I then started singing a few songs. Her maid told me that her favorite is the Barney song so I sang that cheerfully as well. The little girl’s nervousness broke and out of her little heart emerged warm smiles. I can vouch that she has the kind of genuinely happy smile that breaks every heart.

I moved a little closer to her and taught her how to use her shape-sorter properly. Then I beat-boxed and she shook the shape-sorter to the rhythm of the beat. She was having the time of her life!

But whenever I whip out my phone to photograph her with her cheerful smiles, she will look at the camera in bewilderment. So no sweet smiles caught on camera, yet.

Just a drooly, “What in the world?!” expression from the precious little girl.