perfect

儿子到了一个对于自己要求极高的年龄段，经常在家里因为自己画得画，做的事，摆弄的玩具等等不够完美而发脾气，自己跟自己过不去。


某晚睡前，将几年前给丫丫上的课给儿子上了一节。

"Peter,每个人都make mistakes, including mammy, right? No one is perfect......"

"Right. Mommy also make mistake. Ehhh, mommy is not perfect..."
我自以为儿子已经进入象N年前丫丫一样的“理想境界”，接下来我的工作不过是天天说，夜夜说，说到孩子不再自己跟自己过不去就大功告成。谁想儿子沉思一刻，喃喃地说：

---mommy?
---yeah?
---You know, but I think there is one person in the whole wild world, she is perfect and she never make mistakes..., you know?
---who?
---Yaya.

我自觉地闭上了嘴，不知道该说什么。

次日转述给丫丫，丫丫的小脸儿上乐成了花。