#conversationsinthecar

We were driving into the carpark of my parents' place and as usual the car had to pass through some humps.

The little boss was trying to drink some water from her bottle but the sudden jerks caused her to miss the straw.

πŸ‘Ά: Daddy! (Sounding and looking cross πŸ˜‚)

πŸ‘¦: It's not me! It's the hump!

πŸ‘Ά: Naughty Daddy!

πŸ‘§: Daddy is not naughty. It's really because the car needs to drive across the humps.

πŸ‘Ά: (Considers for only a second) It's not the car! It's Daddy!

πŸ‘¦ζ— ε₯ˆ~

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#thingsclarissasays

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