Aung words of wisdom and why Mao is truly my son.

WORDS OF WISDOM
We were walking down my mom's block to get newspaper when Aung exclaimed:
Aung: Did you see that!
Bunster: Oh my goodness... why would someone throw their used sanitary pad out of the window to be on the floor!
Aung: I mean... do girls changed their pad in the living room near the window?
Bunster: Ha ha ha... I dunno, maybe emergency... Have to change like NOW!
Aung: It's dangerous to walk down the flat.
Bunster: But, honestly I dun really know WHY ON EARTH WOULD PEOPLE THROW DOWN THE PAD! HUH? YOU KNOW? TELL ME? WHY? SO SILLY RIGHT?
Aung: They are testing if the WINGS work.

MAO's MINE

I've always complained that my son apart from his cheeky overloads has more of Aung's genes (minus temper). He likes his vegetables, refused junks, throw fries away and will beg for carrots. I always feel that I would have greater joy eating out with him if he liked what I like ( AKA fried food). However I am glad to announce that MAO's MINE becos that day he was sleeping and...

Mao asleep and he cried in his dream: " LET MAO MAO EAT! PLEASE LET MAO MAO EAT!"
Aung and I woke up to see this boy of mine sleep talking - Aung says, That's your son for sure now! :)