I'll chew it up and feed it to you.

While eating, Sisi happily chewed her favorite crispy bone, which made a crunchy sound. She put it to my mouth with chopsticks and said, Mom, you eat.

She can already use her chopsticks skillfully, and the slender piece of brittle bone stretches out and dangles in front of my eyes. But during the day, I accidentally bit my tongue and it hurt to swallow, let alone eat such hard and spicy food. So I said, Mom doesn’t want to eat anymore because she has a toothache and can’t bite.

Sisi took back her chopsticks with some disappointment, put the brittle bone into her mouth and chewed it. After a while, she used her little fingers to take out the chewed brittle bone residue from her mouth, and stretched it out in front of me again. Mom, you eat it. I chewed it up, so you don’t need to bite it.

I was stunned. Although it was her intention, I still couldn't eat it when I looked at the sticky bones.

I had no choice but to touch her head and say, "Good boy, mom just has a temporary toothache and can't eat. There's no need for this. When mom gets really old and has no teeth, you can chew the food again." Feed me.

Originally it was just an excuse for postponement, but Sisi’s eyes suddenly changed. She put her little hands down on the table, tears quickly filled her eyes, and she sobbed softly, Mom, I don’t want you to grow old. I want you to be the same as you are now, I don’t want you to get older, ah~~(>_<)~~.

Listening to her cries getting louder and louder, for a moment, I was panicked and at a loss. I didn’t know how to comfort her. I could only hold her and say, "Be good, be good. Mom won't do that." Mom, my mother will accompany you and protect you, be good...

It is said that girls have more delicate minds, but it makes me happy and heartbroken that a three-year-old little person can be so sensible. In the eyes of adults, we give our children what we think is best. If they don't accept it, they may be scolded by adults.

From the perspective of a child, the best thing she can give you is their full love, whether it is a joke I once saw, saying that a two-year-old child gives a glass of water to his father after get off work every day (scooped from the toilet), or the brittle bones that Sisi chewed into crumbs. They don’t think it’s unhygienic. In their opinion, that’s the best thing they can do for you.

Maybe when I was a child, I said words that warmed my mother's heart and did things that made her feel considerate. But when I grew up, I didn't remember it, but my mother would remember it.