It was Saturday and I was making some Ayam Goreng Kunyit with some French Beans. All sautéing in one pan on low heat just waiting to brown a bit, when I joined my little big man in the living room exercising his fingers on the PS3.
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Mommy: Hmmm… the whole house smells like my cooking, huh?
Edrick: Yeah, whatcha cookin’ Mom?
Mommy: Chicken.
Edrick: But it smells like scrambled eggs.
Mommy: Scrambled eggs? But I’m cooking chicken.
Edrick: But it smells like eggs.
Mommy: Hmmm… but I’m cooking chicken okay.
Edrick: Okay. But it smells like eggs.
Mommy: All right. But it’s chicken.
Edrick: I know, Mom. But I am telling you it smells like scrambled eggs.
Mommy: Sure, but that’s because eggs come from chicken.
Edrick: Oh yeah. That makes sense. Okay then.
Mommy: *is still puzzled by the instant and quick argument*
Edrick: But Mommm… the chicken sure smells like eggs.
Mommy: *malas mok argue suda, so she rolls her eyes and clucks away*
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Questa è Enida 
hahahahahahahaha~ adehhh tak jadi nak nangis~
Just read this out to Noah and he too laughed… wanted me to tell you this (with a twinkle in his eys)
”Auntie, did you know milk comes from cow and milk tastes like a cow. ”
right.. i’ll do the arguing here 😀 😀 😀
Hahahahahaha 😀
mommy pn satu hal…saje je nk carik gaduh dgn edrick…
ada-ada je lah edrick ni.
*lol*
Can no longer have the last say, can you? 😀
Hehehe… Edrick…