It was just me and my little big man in the car. We were on our way to his dance training at Pak Ngah Studio but had to make a detour to pick up Kitreena who had a sleepover at a friend’s place.
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Edrick was very quiet despite the fast beat on the radio. So I decided to make a ‘move’ and cheer him up. I vigorously shook and wiggled my upper body to the beat… crazily. So crazy and silly that my shoulders looked like they were going to lose my head. My elbows and my arms flapped so fast, I swear I could fly if they flapped any faster.
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Edrick looked at me and gave his Mom that you-silly-mommy-what-are-you-doing look.
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Mommy: Edrick, do you think I’m crazy?
Edrick: A little. *no hesitation!*
Mommy: Do you still love me?
Edrick: Yeah.
Mommy: You don’t have a choice, do ya?
Edrick: I guess not.
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My crazy dance stopped and I laughed like a hyena. Edrick gave me a very honest answer so quickly as though he had had it playing in his mind every time I ‘go crazy’. An answer so honest that it made me proud!
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Edrick smiled, took a deep breath and said his usual ‘I love you Mom’ in his I-love-you-anyway-Mom tone. He was almost in tears when Kitreena got in the car.
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“Kaka, I missed you!”
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