One day, Kids and I were waiting for flight to Malaysia in airport lounge. In order to practice her English language, Zahra was asking me some questions tells below.
Zahra : Mommy, how old are you?
Me : Honey bunny sweetie….you are not supposed to ask a woman her age.
Zahra : Why can’t I?
Me : Because it is not polite to ask a lady her age.
Zahra : Why is it not polite? I don’t do something bad.
Me : No, you don’t. But it is already being a common unwritten knowledge of etiquette better not to ask a woman’s age.
Zahra : Hm..well..ok then…now….why did daddy marry other woman so you and daddy have to get a divorce?
Me : Well, maybe…..because we were not longer being destined by God to be happy together again, darling:)
Zahra : Are you sure about that?
Me : Yes, I am. Why do you sound to doubt me?
Zahra : May I borrow your passport for a while, mommy?
Me : Sure, you may. Here it is. What is that for, sweet heart?
Zahra : A friend of mine ever told me to look at your ID or Passport because it tells everything about you since you won’t tell me anything. Like I am seeing your passport, now I know how old you are, Mommy. You were born on 19xxx, so you already xx years old this year. Right, mommy?
Me : Here she goes…my smart little girl:)
Zahra : And I also already find out why daddy married aunty xxx?
Me : Oh ya, Really??? Why did he, then?
Zahra : Because you got a ‘F’ in sex, as reported in your passport here Mommy.
On the other occasion, I was out walking with my 7 year old son. He pulled out his snack incidentally, picked it up and started to put it in his mouth. I took the snack away form him and I asked him not to do that.
"Why?" my son asked.
"Because it's been falling down to the ground which dirty and probably has germs," I replied.
"It is only for a second, Mommy" he begs me.
"It's already dirty though only for a second. I will buy you other snack later, okay" I said firmly.
"How do you know?" Dali insists.
"All moms know this stuff. We have to know it, or they don't let you be a Mommy."
We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but he was evidently pondering this new information.
"OH...I get it!" he beamed, "So it means, if you don't know about it..you will have to be a daddy then since they don't let you be a mommy. That's explain why every mommy seems to know everything"
"Exactly" I replied back with a big smile on my face.
