sometimes, trying to converse with my kids is like conversing in a new language, one that has no definite translation. more often than not, i end up taking like them...
1. i dyink of wayey.(she just finished drinking her water)
2. pichoy patty, i want stampangtanggetti and macamorni. (i'm a pitcher, and she wants more spaghetti and macaroni)
3. batoy na to, pichoy. payit yayaper. (she went to the bathroom, and she noticed that she needs to changer her diaper)
4. yayo tami pitoyteyoko. (they played piko and patintero)
5. (while studying the 5 vowels) letoy Aa, ahhh! apoye! letoy Ee, ehh! etlog! letoy Ii, ee! ilipant! letoy Oo, oh! oyange! letoy Uu, uuh! bya! (apple, etlog, iliphant, orange and underwear)
sometimes it's so hard to control your laughter, i end up having an early washroom break.
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