Love is simple..

One day someone told me that I have to teach my son how to manage the time or discipline and I was looking at her without saying anything. You know I don't like people teach me anything about 'how to' in my family thing especially about take care my son. I teach my son in my own way, discipline is not on my list. I've tried before teach with discipline thing a long long time ago like give him an order to standing in the corner (yeah too much watching the nany) or locked him in the room just because he is being a naughty monkey. But only one night suddenly like someone knock me on my head "hey...what are you doing locked him in the room will not make him stop being monkey, he is just a kid...your kid". I open the door and hug him, I saw his eyes...frightened and angry. Until that night I promised myself will never do it again. Now I just gave him love...the simple one with a big hug, kisses, laugh, read book together, bake a cookies together, watch sponge bob together, hear his story about ultraman's monsters, or just stay in bed till it noon on sunday...