Wednesday, November 25, 2009

clown....

my dear chatter box woke up this morning and saw from her bed that her brother was still sleeping.

nadia nasira: the clown is sleeping.
mummy: that's my son.
nadia nasira: no, that's my brother.
mummy: that's my son.
nadia nasira: no, that's my brother.
mummy: OK, shall we share my son?
nadia nasira: no, i don't want to share my brother.

she referred to her brother as a clown because she had the perception that clown's attires are usually in stripes. so happened that her brother's pyjama pants was in colorful stripes.

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