Last night, daddy went out for dinner with his good pals. I stayed at home with the kids. I am glad it is a holiday today, so I didn't force them to sleep that early.
After dinner and cleaning up the table, En was tasked to do her homework (given by mummy, of course). I sat beside her to do some marking. Didi did not want to feel left out, therefore he also sat between us, TRYING to get some work done.
After homework, they took a rest and started playing with each other. As daddy, their usual playmate was out, mummy decided to entertain them a bit. They had FUN tickling mummy last night. I could not lose out, so I tickled them back. Didi was fast to find a shield (long box cover), to protect himself. Next minute, he used it to keep a distance from me, so that I could not reach him!
After sometime, I became tired, and decided to stop and have a chit chat.
I asked En, next time when Mummy grows old, will she look after me? "Yes, I will!" she answered quickly. I asked "How?"
She replied," When you want tea, I will ... ( paused to think ..and realised she did not know how to make tea)...give you plain water."
Mummy: If I am hungry, will you cook?
En: Yes! I will cook!
Mummy: But do you know how to cook?
En: Don't know... Never mind, I will let you eat Seaweed (the one I use to wrap sushi, as it does not require any cooking)
Turned to Didi and asked him the same question.
He nodded his head happily and said, "Yes! I can cook! Like this.... " and started dancing up and down in a silly way...
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At night, I set my alarm to wake up to bring Didi to the toilet. (Training him to go without diapers)
I woke up after hearing the alarm (around 1 plus). In my half-asleep condition, I touched 'his' buttocks' and felt it dry, so I thought to myself, can wait maybe another half an hour. At 2 plus, I finally decided to bring him to toilet. However, when I put on my specs, I realised that I had been touching and checking on En! And not the boy! I quickly moved to another kid...and it was too late.
His pants were wet and bedsheet too!
Blur Mummy... sigh
