yours and ours

me to sister:  'why are you wet?'

sister:  'i did some slicing...'

me:  'and why did you have to slice?'

sister:  'because my papaya's about to ripen...'

me:  'why do you have to say 'my'?'

sister:  'i was the one who bought...  i was the one who sliced...  i'm the one who's going to eat...'

me:  'don't they eat papaya?'

sister:  'they don't really like it...'

me:  'well, i myself don't eat papaya...  you're right, that is YOUR papaya...'

but these are OUR chocolates...  ; )

give well

me:  'i gave my body pillow to <toot>...  she was so happy...'

<toot 2>:  'why?  is it damaged?'

me:  'no!  it's good!'

<toot 2>:  'then why'd you give it away?'

me:  'i'm getting a new pillow and i'm thinking it's something she won't be able to buy for herself so i decided to give it to her...  anyway, why is your question like that?  are you gonna give away something only when it's defective?'

that's discarding not really giving...  \m/

just play

overheard playmates talking...  one is 4 years old; the other, 11...

one went:  'i don't want to get fat!'

eh?!  young girls have such concerns now???  : }

whatever suits you

dad says standard seat size for certain vehicles is 35 cm...

mom:  'that's too narrow!'

me:  'depends on who's gonna sit...  if you're heavy that is narrow...  if you're skinny that's just fine...'

different strokes for different folks...  \m/

over my head

sister eating this yellow stuff and couldn't quite figure out what it is...

sister:  'maybe it's potato...  finely chopped...  or banana...  or sweet potato...  or a mixture of different fruits...'

mom:  'maybe potato...'

dad:  'it's rice flakes...'

me:  'doesn't it have a label?'

mom:  'it has...'

me:  'lemme read...'

mom:  'we can't...'

me:  'why?'

oh...  it's in thai...  :O

greek to me...  ; p