Rahul and Leila chopping play dough vegetables.
Maher: Qu’est ce que tu cuisine Leila?
Leila: Uhhh, I’m cooking mothika.
Maher: Ah bon. C’est quoi “mothika”?
Leila: Papa, ummm, en francais c’est lita.
Rahul caught a little cold yesterday.
Rahul: Aaaaah mama, my nose not working. It’s blocks
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Leila pointing at Rahul: I like this prince mama.
Rahul: I not a prince, I little baby dinosaur.
And the bickering began!
This one’s for my Z school friends-
Me: Do you guys want to try these crackers?
Leila: Wat dat cracker mum?
Me: They’re like Nayla’s. They’re yummy.
Rahul (South African accent): Lakka lakka like a fire cracker.
“Man-ee,” L says as she examines the 5 Yuan note.
She points at Mao Zedong’s purple face, “Shu Shu!” she claims.
