once upon.

there was this story that mother told. it happened when i was away from home. i find it hilarious.
it was a conversation between my youngest 5 years old sister and my humoured-sense father.

miya : papa, papa da kahwin?
father : belum. kenapa?
miya : papa kahwin la dengan mama.
father : tak nak lah. papa nak kahwin dengan miya.
miya : alaa. miya kecik lagi. papa tunggu miya dah besar lah.
father : (then laughs and tickles kiddo till she cant say a word laughing too much.)

kids. have the most amazingly wonderfully creative thinking that is.