... is the title of the latest song that Clara made up. It's the first of only two lines, the second being 'Yeah, yeah'. It comes with complete choreography that involves hand waving and hip shaking. Seeing her sing and dance to it is the best part of my day. (I catch myself singing it as I walk down the office halls sometimes. Sheesh. I'm not only the accountant - I'm also the resident loony.)
I don't know where she gets all her crazy ideas. I am pretty normal, even kind of boring, I think.
A typical phone call between Clara and me goes like this.
Me: How are you, baby?
Clara: I just met Julian Francisco!
Me: Who is Julian Francisco?
Clara: He's my stepfather!
Sheesh. Last time I checked, I have not married anybody haha!!!.
Clara and I were Internet surfing at dusk when Ate Princess came into the room so I turned the light on.
Clara: Why did you turn the light on?
Me: The better to see Ate Princess and her lovely face and bright smile!
Clara: And her long, smooth legs!
Whaddawhack?! She is all of five years old.
Me, before we flew to Bali: Clara, you're not going to be so sad and miss us too much, right?
Clara: Actually, Mom, to be honest, I miss only Mommy Aba.
Ouch. Gee, thanks, Clara. I love you, too, man.
Clara: Papaya si Ate Coleen sa swimming!
Me: Huh? Why papaya?
Clara: If she's not good, then she's papaya, right?
Me (after 60 million hours trying to figure it out): Oh, you mean kamote!
Hahaha.
If only all her comments are that funny and harmless, tho.
Clara, asking Mommy's eldest sister: Lola, until when are you in London?
Lola Ninay: For 6 months, until my visa expires.
Clara: 6 months! Buhay ka pa ba non?!
Aaargh. It's one of those moments when I can't do much else but shake our heads and mumble: no, no, no, Im are not her Mommy :)) !
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