To stop him from running along the corridor, we put him up this "talking weighing scale" for a while, till we both catch our breath... BELIEVE it!!! Oh boy! We were more exhausted this time because there wasn't sufficient quorum to "run" the chores.... especially to run after him. Normal quorum would include Papa, Uncle Hafiz, Auntie Dee and Auntie Zaza........
Mama, what is this? It looks like there's music coming once you put the coins in...
But Mama, there's no music. It's only a talking machine! AND it does not move like those musical merry Thomas.
"Mama, I see something else ... It's the 901 sausages! Shall we?"
I ran across the corridor and I found this menu on an empty table. While Mama was at the counter ordering, I , I, Ops! I almost dropped it".
"Ok, there you are. go back to the table. Mama had done it".
"What? Louder please, I can't hear you".
"Aah! I see, you mean the Asia Tour? Oh okay, now I hear you!"
"Mama, have we got our food yet? I have my own table mat".
"Ops! I dropped it. Okay Mama, just put some in my mouth... mmmmmmm, delicious".
"You think you can finish those alone? Memme, would you like to share a bit?"
"Oh we have plenty to go round... just the three of us. There's orange juice, milo and pink guava juice"
"Okay Mama and Memme, I can stay back and help to clean the table".