Where did you get that from?

As we did our bedtime business the other night, my daughter was in the loo doing number two. Hubby passed by the door (the bathroom's en suite) within my daughter's sight range. She looks at her dad and says, without malice, "What's up fat boy?"

Hubby stopped dead in his tracks and looks at me, half amused and half accusing and says to me "Did you just hear what your daughter called me?" (When she's naughty, she's my daughter. But when she's all cute and brilliant, she's his)

I said no, of course.

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Another lazy Sunday afternoon, as I was brushing my daughter's hair, she suddenly said to her grandmother who was watching TV

"Bai, you are very old and very forgetful"

Grandmotherhen looks at me and says

"This would be the best time for you not to say anything."

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She's turning 4 next month. She's started asking the difficult questions:

1. How old are you?
2. Why is the sky blue?
3. Why are cats like that?
4. Why do my brothers have a pototoy?

Soon it will be:

1. Why won't you let me go with my friends?
2. Why are you so unfair?
3. Why don't you like my boyfriend?
4. Why can't I get my tongue pierced?

Ay dios ko...