Sulaiman: Mama?
Me: Yes?
Sulaiman: My pepet is so small.
Me: Yeah. When you grow up and become a big boy, your pepet will grow bigger too.
Sulaiman: Mama?
Me: Yes?
Sulaiman: My pepet is oval.
Oh My Gross!
Walking across grass in the dark to our house…
Me: *scream*
Ayub: What happened Mama?!
Me: I think I just stepped on a snail.
Ayub: OH MY GROSS! You stepped on the snail?!
Me: Yeah… I heard a CRACK!
Ayub: What the oh my goodness! Was it loud?
Me: Very loud.
Ayub: HOH MY GOD! Was it a big snail or a little snail?
Me: It sounded pretty big. I didn’t see it in the dark.
Ayub: It’s ok Mama. The snail has a shell like a house like in the shell so it’s ok.
Me: I think I squished his shell.
Ayub: Oh he dead now Mama… He dead.
Ayub in the Morning
Me: Ayub… Wake up baby, time for school…
Ayub: Got so many pillows pillows everywhere Ayub feel like a rock.
The Time I Tried to Get Away With Being a Baby
Sulaiman: Mama I want to play with my numbers puzzle.
Me: Ok
Sulaiman: Mama my numbers puzzle up there so high Sulaiman cannot reach (points to the top shelf)
Me: Ok
Sulaiman: Mama take my numbers puzzle
Me: I don’t want to. I’m a baby… waaaaah..!
Sulaiman: What?! You’re not a baby!
Me: Yes I am. Look I’m crying… waaaaaah…
Sulaiman: Stop it Mama. You are not a baby, you are a mother.
Ayub: Yeah, Mama is the mother. But Sulaiman is SHORT! (laughs hysterically)
Ayub and His Obsession with Old People
Picking up the kids from school and a middle-aged lady is standing behind me, waiting to pick up her kids.
Me: Hi Ayub!
Ayub: Hi what’s the Grandma doing here?!
Me: Huh?
Ayub: There’s a Grandma like so old! Doing here.
Me: Shhh… (smile apologetically at the lady who is unlikely to be a grandmother)
Ayub: The Grandma like standing there like (does an impression of an old person “standing there”) so funny!