Glad that schedules managed to be swopped and I found an hour for tea with Y at the start of Lil'Missy's school holidays. It signified the end of her kindergarten years. The next time I see the little girl, she would be in Primary One. They grow up so quickly. It wasn't terribly crowded at Intercontinental Hotel's lobby lounge on a weekday afternoon. Had a nice big sofa and a corner to ourselves where we could kinda play peek-a-boo and talk a little too loudly without annoying anyone else. Heh.
Y and I have learnt to converse in short spurts about topics not involving Lil'Missy. The little girl must be included in conversations. While Y and I discussed about shipping prices via DHL, UPS and FedEx, we also paid attention to the little girl who was telling us about her books, pens and cards.
The little girl pulled me up the stairs to twirl. Okay little ballerina, you're moving on to Grade One soon. Time to work on extending those fingers, curving the elbows and turning out the feet. We must go dancing before Aunty Imp gets too old for pirouettes and arabesque jumps.
|Lil'Missy wore 'Marmalade Morning Cheongsam' |
from her parents' indie label, Missy Messy.