Tender age with a big heart, Chloe is.

It is late and I am tired. Despite so, I still want to pen this down so that I won't forget. No I will not forget as it has engraved into my memory wall. Chloe, my beloved daughter. I feel that I am the luckiest person in the whole world. Just a simple reason, I have my daughter, Chloe. At the young age of 18months, she has already proven that her sensiblity level is higher than any adult. When my grandmother is well, Chloe will show her affection to her great grandmother by entertaining her with her dance, hold her fragile hand as they stroll in the park, pat her great grandmother's back when she coughs, massage her limbs when they are aching, slow down her "usual-fast track speed" when she strolls with her great grandmother...so many little actions touched me and people around her. At such a young age, Chloe knows how to treat an elderly with tender love and respect. Sometimes so much so that I as a granddaughter, feel that I have not done enough. Now that my grandmother's health is failing and needs to be on bed most of the time, Chloe will without fail still dance in front of her, pat her when she coughs, massage her aching limps and talk to her when she is bored. These little actions really touched my heart. Just now she accidentially hurted my nose. It was so painful that my tears rolled down. She stared at me in shock. Then she came towards me and pat me on my back and baby talk. She gently touched my hand and blabbing along as if she was saying" Don't cry mommy" Then, she grabbed the tissue from her daddy and tried to wipe my tears away. Oh my dear child! Mommy loves you so much!