I made a great breakfast this morning, not so much healthy, but a big breakfast like Mita or Ganma made back home: fried eggs with crisp edges, baked bacon, and hot steamed rice. It's a beautiful Saturday morning, and we'll be out in the afternoon, but after breakfast we went up into the loft to lounge as Miss C-Jaz's nap time would soon be approaching, and Daddy's too. J and I were hiding under the blankets as Miss C-Jaz was playing and pretending with my phone: texting Ganma, Mita, and Wowo. If only I had my camera, she pinned the phone between her left shoulder and ear and began her usual conversation that used to only last 5 seconds, but this one was longer and cuter.
"Hi! My name Nana.
Oh! I see.
Oh, yah. (Laughs). Oh! I see.
See you soon.
When we asked her who she was talking to she said Nang, and that Nang says Hi.
This one is for you Ate Ninang ;) Miss You!