Expect my girls to spice up the lives of people within the two-kilometer range.
Scene 1: Grocery shopping. At the counter, my husband and I were busy unloading items from the cart. Pot gives a blue box of her "favorite" thing to her Dad (see previous blog here).
Pot: Daddy, what is this? I love this (handing him a box of strawberry-scented condom)!
Dad: Pot, you don't want to know.
Pot: Ohh Daddy, c'monnnnnn! Can I get this?
Dad: Let's just say that this is what we should have used 4 years ago (She's four years old)
Pot: (turning to me) Mom, can I have this? Dad said yes.
Mom: (returning the box back to the display rack) Pot, that is for grown-ups not kids.
Pot: I am a grown-up! I can reach it, see?
How did this girl get so tall? Heh.
Scene 2: Having a snack with Nemo in Jollibee. She was eating her favorite Creamy Mushroom Soup.
Nemo: Mommmmmy, try it! Try it! (Taking out the spoon with some mushroom soup from her mouth)
Mom: Oh I know that's yummy. You can finish the whole bowl.
Nemo: Try it! Try it! (To the little girl who was standing on a couch on the table behind us)
Kid takes it.
Nemo: How is it?!
I apologized to the kid's father and flew with my brod as fast as I could.