conversations

AG : mummy, where are you going
Me : for my wax
AG : can i come
Me : no
AG (pleading) : i want to come. please take me with you. i promise to be good. i won't disturb the aunty. please mummy please.
Me : ok. but you need to take a bath and brush your teeth.
AG : *thinks for a while* ahhhh ... nevermind lah. you go. i'll see you later.

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(the next day)

MB : mummy where did you go yesterday morning?
Me : i went for my wax
MB : show me
Me : nooooooooo
MB : it's ok, we are in a taxi. only uncle will see
Me : nooooooooo
AG : just show him your armpit lah
Me : *blushing glare* ..... (while uncle sniggers in the front)
AG : it's true MB, she went for the wax yesterday, i saw when she was napping. no more hair. she's not bluffing.
Me : *can the taxi not drive fast enuf*

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hubs : i've been carrying condoms in my bag for 3 days now
Me : do you feel safe
hubs : i feel protected
Me : that's always a good feeling

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btw, our sofa really does look like that (big and red) but rest assured that hubs and i do not own matching canary yellow undies. we just ain't kinky that way.