All alone 10 plus at night with Maoster, I decided to walk out of the room to wash his bottle.
Mins after, I heard him calling, WHERE ARE YOU MOMMY?
Then he found me in the kitchen and he asked - WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I said, I am washing your bottle my dear. He asked, You make milk?
Nope, but I can make you some if you want. Do you want?
Yes he shouted with happiness.
Then he ran towards the table and said put milk powder?
I said yes.
He said, 3 scoops?
I said nope, 4 scoops.
After I'm done, he says give it to me mummy.
I said, Go ahead it's all yours and he walked back to his room to enjoy his drink.
I think it will be very soon that we will enjoy a cuppa together at the cafe and he can tell me how much sugar he wants in his drink. And since, he is talking sense now, we can have a proper conversation. I think that would be awesome and so very cool. I hope he doesn't tempt me to get a cake as well.
I think my son's a really cool dude!
April 7, 2009
Maybe next time, we'll have a cuppa at the cafe
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Maybe a theological discussion with Godma someday soon?
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