Me: I feel like I am a maid.
Son: No, you're not. You're my Mama.
Me: I cook, I wash, I clean, I look after you all...and teach you.
I think I can be replaced. A maid can do the same.
Son: No...you're my mama.
Me: What does a Mama do?
Son: You cook...you clean...
Me: That's what a maid do...
Son: But you're my Mama.
😭😪😢😳
The conversation continued and...
Son: What present do you want?
Me: I don't know want present I want. I never thought of what I really want.
Son: hmmm...How much does a daisy cost?
Me: (knowing he will get me a daisy) No, don't waste money. Flower wilts too soon.
Son: then what do you like? Maybe bracelet? How much is it?
Me: Maybe 30 or 40 ringgits.
Son: I think I can buy that.
😁😀
I thank God for giving me two beautiful angels to brighten up my day when it seems so hard to pass...
When you work, you get to have bonuses.
When I work, I get two soul-touching kids that heal me when I'm feeling sick.
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