Did I tell you that our journey back to Moscow this time was one of the smoothest journeys we’ve had? If I haven’t, I am telling you now then. We had a 260-minute transit in Singapore in the wee hours of June 17th. At SilverKris Lounge, we were taking our own sweet sleepy time eating some late supper when Edrick got his second wind and started singing the “This Old Man” song.
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Edrick: “…with a knickknack paddywhack give a dog a bone, this old man came rolling home.”
Mommy: Good singing Edrick! *she says this without fail when her Monchies sing*
Edrick: Mommy, why did the old man come rolling to his home?
Mommy: Because his house is down the hill.
Edrick: But why didn’t he walk?
Mommy: Because he’s old.
Edrick: Oh yeah, rolling down the hill is faster than walking.
Mommy: That’s right.
Edrick: Is his dog old too?
Mommy: I’m not sure Monch.
Edrick: If it’s old, the old man shouldn’t give it a bone. Too hard for its teeth.
Mommy: Okay now, eat your chicken wings old man!
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Questa è Enida 
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