Whatchama-CAEHL-it XIV

Caehl and I are usually in bed around 9pm.

Last night, after 2 bottles of milk (yes, 2 bottles) and a round of kulitan with me, singing Bad Romance in yet two new versions - in "Chinese" and one with the US states as lyrics, he suddenly said, "Mommy, I like Oreo."

So I turned on the lights again and went out to get some sort of a midnight snack - Oreo and water for him, Chippy and cola for me.

"Mommy, cola is bad for the health," he said.

But he took my glass and took a sip. "O," he told me, "I said it's bad for the health, why am I drinking?"

Then he suddenly squealed, "Mommy, it's fun! I love being with Mommy. Yes!"

And I love being with you, Caehl.