April 7, 2009

Maybe next time, we'll have a cuppa at the cafe

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!

1 comment:

Gee said...

Maybe a theological discussion with Godma someday soon?