While having dinner, Amira popped a question. Why do you love me?
I guess most kids love to ask weird questions.
“Because you are our daughter…”
“What?? Because I’m a doctor? Hey.. I’m not a doctor”
Limited vocab. It’s ok kiddo. You’ll learn.
Abah: Amira, do you like your name? (Random question)
Amira: No.
Abah: What do we change it to?
Amira: Competition. Call me Competition.
**Nice. Tanya lagi soalan pelik.
This is the story of Amira.
She recently learned to poop on her own (without supervision).
Of course, being a careful (and arguably responsible) parent, I peeked. I wanted to see how she was doing.
Short legs, she has trouble getting on the toilet bowl. While trying to position herself, she almost slipped into the bowl, dipping her tiny bum.
But she did not. She sighs with relief.
“NASIB BAIK TAK MATI.”
ps: Thank you Amira for being random. Love you noodles.