Archive for November, 2007
She was woken up with the sound of a drill coming from the building next to us…. When it stopped, she said:
Mo more, khaaaa-las!
Translation > No more, finished!
I ask her these questions once in a while so that she won’t forget:
Me : What is your name?
Deye : Yeye *she still can’t pronounce Deye*
Me : How old are you?
Deye : Two. *demonstrates with her two fingers up*
Me : Who is your Mama?
Deye : Mitch. *she could now say my name clearly*
Me : Who is your Dada?
Deye : ‘hal. :p *Toink!*
‘hal as in Mahal, this is what I call my husband and vice versa… Hahaha!