Just realised that the last time I was back in Ipoh was during Chinese New Year. It has been too long a time. Time for the youngest to meet the oldest again.
My grandma's (mum's side) birthday falls in this month and it would be good for her to celebrate her birthday with her great-grand-son.
The last time we all saw my grandma was when my uncle left for New York. And in the airport, my grandma was putting in alot of effort to make my son laugh and accept her carrying him.
Her efforts really touched my heart. She really loves kids, especially kids of within the same family.
And for all her forgetfulness, she remembered my son's chinese name.
So as a mum, I have to put in the effort too to bring my son over to spend time with her.
A child's laughter brings out the best in us. What wonder.