My nephew, Jiang Lai and his infant name is Tian tian, was born two years ago
when we were celebrating the Spring Festival. Like other babies, he has a small face,
small eyes, small nose and a small but smart mouth. His eyelashes are long and
his skin is smooth, which makes him very lovely.
However, lovely babies can be troublesome. If a baby grows up, it means he will bring
us more trouble. Jiang Lai learnt to stand up after six months; then he started to make
trouble for us. He walked on his little feet, from the bed to the windowsill, stood on it
and hit the windows; if I didn't taken him off the sill, the windows would have been
broken into pieces on the ground. A year later, when he could run and climb the chairs,
he ran to the chair, climbed it and sat on my table. What was worse, he picked up my
books, my pens, even my most important files and threw them on the floor. Once, he
even tore a page of my book off. Frequently, he would open every commode and
cupboard and put the stores out on the floor. If I put them into cupboards again, he
would just pick them out again. All of this made me nearly crazy.
I believe that everyone will find it difficult to look after a baby when he or she had really
done it. Jiang Lai could eat normal food six months later, but he didn't abandon his milk
as his real food until one year ago. When the dinner was well, Jiang Lai's mum, my sister
would embrace him to the chair and feed him. It was not me to do the work because I
could not bear it at all, for I am hungry, too. He made the food and saliva everywhere
and sometime he just refused to eat anything. For example, one day we cooked dumplings
for lunch. Since Jiang Lai has never seen such food before, we taught him to clamp the
dumpling into his bowl and clamp it into two pieces. Then he started to put them, one by
one, into his little bowl until the dish is empty. Before we could stop him from doing this, he
had smashed all the dumplings in his bowl and on the table. Certainly he couldn't eat them
all, even couldn't eat one dumpling. When my nephew ate up and went to sleep, the food
has been too cold to eat. Once, he broken a bowl and received a beat; however, it didn't
change his manners.
The elf learned to talk one year ago, and he appeared a great talent of talking from t
hen on. Now he can say many words and understand most of the sentences we said every
day. If he could not find me, he would ask my mum "where's my little aunt? where's my
she? where...where?" again and again
until I came back to him. When he was seated on the back of the bike, he often says hello to
the strange passengers and asked them "where are you going? where are you going?
where....going?" again and again until the bike
went far away. If I told him "go and bring the book to me." He would run and bring the right
one. He was taught patiently by my sister and my mum, who had made him known the numbers,
the letters and some classic poems.
It has been decided that Jiang Lai will go to kindergarten at the age of three. Then
his parents will have more time to make money. However, I will be regretful for I cannot see his
little face, hold his little hands, or take his little body in my arms any longer. Although sometime
I was fed up with him, I cannot stop loving him when he calls me aunt with lovely smile.