While baba 7aki was away on a business trip I was sleeping in bed when I felt something small and warm come sleep next to me. I ignored that something small because if I opened my eyes that something small will know that I am awake and then will start talking. Or worse still, demand that I go downstairs and wake up because it’s not night anymore.
After like 5 minutes of that something tossing and turning, I basically couldn’t sleep so I opened my eyes.
Little 7aki with the most cutest smile on her face as if she conquered the world and the warmest hug and kiss EVER: Maaaaaaamaaaaaaaaaaa. You are awake!
Me: Good morning Mama.
Little 7aki: Did you think I was baba?
Me: No. I knew it was you.
Little 7aki: How did you know? Is it because I don’t snore.
Me: HAHAHA. Yes. And you are small too. Why did you come to my bed?
Little 7aki: Because I want to stay with you
Me: Why do you want to stay with me?
Little 7aki: Because good girls stay with their mama. Right?
Me: Heheeee. You are absolutely right.
I hope she still feels that way when she is a teenager raging with hormones and she starts to think that mommy is the last thing she wants to be with.
Little 7aki: Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?
Little 7aki: Lets go downstairs and watch cartooooooooooooons.
Me: OK. Just Give me five minutes. (And I close my eyes.)
Little 7aki: OK.
After 1 minute little 7aki proceeds to pry my eyes open with her fingers: Are the five minutes done yeeeeeet?
Sigh. And the day begins.