… while driving the Brat and the Bean around on a hot summer afternoon
[While driving past NGMA and a good 100 mtrs away from Kota House]- Bean: “Watch out Dada – don’t bang into that little building” (Err.. NGMA, little?)
[As the sun sets] – Brat: Do you know why the moon doesn’t come out in the day? Because a hawk might mistake it for a piece of cheese and eat it up. (A scientist this one might not be)
MM to Bean – My darling baby. Do you know how cute you are? Bean nods and replies confidently, “Yes, three much.”
MM to Bean – You know, cutting your nails is a pain. I can’t wait for you to grow up and take over that chore. Bean – “I can’t grow up. You only said I have to stay small forever because I am your last baby.”
Also, a lesson learnt. Nicknames are taken seriously around here. Bean and Brat introducing themselves to a visitor – I am Thing One and she is Thing Two.
*groan* – I really should remember to stop calling them just about anything I feel like.