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♥ Monday, July 02, 2007
5:51 PM

On Sunday, my Sunday school kid came to me (Still teaching the N4 group). He kissed my hands and asked for a hug. You know what he said? He said "You are like MUMMMY, you smell like mummy and looked like MUMMY!!" Hah. Never did I expect him to say that. I have been in S.S. for 9months. Somehow, I was a bit touched to see that after some time, most of them have grown matured but no la, I dont want him to call me 'Mummy'. So I told him to call me 'Aunty'. He laughed non-stop but continue calling me mummy with hugs when I was sitting with my usual group. Of course, when I told Hubby, he laughed and said, 'That's good, good to be Mummy.'

Later in the evening, I was lying on the sofa. My mum and hubby were having short conversation (Familiar words) Overheard:

Mum: later, you bringing her back?
Hubby: Most likely


I got up and told them: "You think I am a baby ah? What bring here and there?" (My mum used to babysit my cousin and she always ask my uncle the same question).

In the end, I stayed at mum's plc as I was not well. Hub think it's better too cause there will be someone to take care of me. But he asked me whether my mum is sad or bitter that I dont stay at (her) often nowadays. Maybe. Maybe. I felt the same too in my heart.

"Always a little gal in the eyes of parents"