Baby Naeem: Tachu.
Me: Yes Baby.
Baby Naeem: Mama she hurt my feeling.
Me: Mama what?
Baby Naeem: Hurt my feeling.
Kak Ngah: *rolling her eyes*
Noah: Achu what he meant was, Mama don’t let him eat sweets.
While I’m still trying to process my thought little Naeem smiles cheekily.