Kids say the darnest things...
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After I shown my P1 DS the heat rashes that have developed on my body.
DS: oh daddy … you poor thing. you cannot go to work …
after a shot pause
DS: I also cannot go to school today … I need to stay at home to nurse daddy. -
tankee:
After I shown my P1 DS the heat rashes that have developed on my body.
DS: oh daddy ... you poor thing. you cannot go to work ...
after a shot pause
DS: I also cannot go to school today ... I need to stay at home to nurse daddy.
:rotflmao: :rotflmao: super funny -
tankee:
What a lovely son. :love:After I shown my P1 DS the heat rashes that have developed on my body.
DS: oh daddy ... you poor thing. you cannot go to work ...
after a shot pause
DS: I also cannot go to school today ... I need to stay at home to nurse daddy. -
my ds1 kept writing a particular chinese character wrong and that character happens to be part of my chinese name. then he still want to challenge me stating that it should be 'piair' (stroke) instead of a 'shu' (stroke).
me : i have been writing that character for over 3_ years already!
ds1: don't bluff me la.... where got 3_ years so long meh?
because 3_ years is my actual age, just as i was thinking wa, this boy not bad, know how to argue that i did not start writing when i was only 1yo....
ds1: where got 3_ years so long? you are only 28yo right?
me: :!: :love: :please:
(my mum thought i am 28yo too! lolz!) -
So cute, tankee and jedamum!
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jedamum .. congrats !
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Going thru my blog, found an entry when I explained to son what a flea market is. He replied, when you buy from a flea market, you’d buy 1 get 1 flea.
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mathsparks:
Going thru my blog, found an entry when I explained to son what a flea market is. He replied, when you buy from a flea market, you'd buy 1 get 1 flea.
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:rotflmao: flea :rotflmao:
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An email I got: A mother passing by her daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, "Mom." With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:
Dear Mom: It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I’ve been finding real passion with Ahmed and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But it’s not only the passion Mom, I’m pregnant and Ahmed said that we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too. Ahmed taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and we’ll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Ahmed can get better; he sure deserves it!! Don’t worry Mom, I’m 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I’m sure we’ll be back to visit so you can get to know your grand children.
Your daughter, Judith
PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I’m over at the neighbor’s house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that’s in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.
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