Last Sunday, as I was lazing on my ol'ex-display Ikea chair, flipping through the Motor Trader....
SueAnne: Daddy, watcha doin?
Me: Looking at cars... dreaming...
SueAnne: Daddy, I like car.
Me: Good, daddy like cars too.
SueAnne: I want to see cars!
Me: Ok ok, come up to daddy (so I picked her up to sit on my lap)
SueAnne: Daddddyyyyy!!! I want THIS car!
Me: Huh? No, you cannot have THAT car. How about THIS OTHER car?
SueAnne: Hmmmm.... (think think think)... (sweet tone)... no no daddyyyy, (smile smile)... I want THIS (point point) car. (smile smile) Can lar daddy??? (smile smile charm charm)
OMG! Me lil'3 yo girl can charm charm already!
And where in the world did she learn to want THAT car? It's a bloody expensive car (in Malaysia). It would take me ages to pay off the instalments for a BMW 5 series. Wait a minute... I don't think I can even afford to pay the 10% deposit, heh!
Anyway, me lil'girl's future boyfriend/hubby better be prepared. Looks like I am raising a lil'girl that naturally has expensive tastes. Now, where did those genes come from? HEH!
Buaya69 says, "Dear, this Beemer is not for me, honest! ya, right....." :P