[while we were driving home today...]
Mammi, why did you beep?
Cause those girls did not follow the traffic light and running across the road.
So you hit them!
No, we do not want to hit them, it is painful.
You hit them and they fly like buzz lightyear.
Mammi, you know, buzz lightyear cannot live in Malaysia, cos he doesn’t speak. [doesn't speak bahasa]
I see, so where is buzz lightyear?
Buzz Lightyear lives in space!
[we were having steam fish for dinner, whole fish, not fillet...as I turned over the fish to take out meat for the kids...]
Oh, the fish is dead!
And our tummy is their heaven!?
[mommy was in a bit of shock, didn't realize the kid doesn't link up the meat and the death of the creative where the meat came from]
Ah…yes, we killed the fish before we cook them.
Why? God will not be happy…
Yes, but if we want to eat fish, we need to catch them and then kill them to eat, like the other animals.
Why we need to kill them first?
Hmmm… So they don’t feel the pain when we cook them.
[bad reasoning but...]
Mami, my friends spread germs at school today.
Really, what did they do?
X and Y did this… [illustrating what his friends did and of cos I am not putting their names here 
]
Wow, that’s not nice. Did you do it?
No, I do not do this at school.
So where do you do this?
[after a pause]
I do this at nowhere, you silly!
[2 days ago when we passed by an ice-cream booth]
Mami, I am hot. I want to have ice-cream to cool me down.
[tonight while he was actually having ice-cream..not to mention it only took him 2 secs to jump from sleeping mode to eat ice-cream mode]
Mami, when I had dinner, the rice was very hot, so I need ice-cream to cool me down.
[And by the way, Chloe's comment...]
Brr…I don’t like it, it has cream!
[Poor girl, she can handle gelato but not typical ice-cream]
“Felix, would you like to do a mother’s day card for grandma?”
“ok!”
[after a series of cutting, pasting and scribbling ...]
“I want to make cards for my teachers. you know, my teacher, ms. Jaswant has a baby so she is a mother. “
[more cutting, pasting and scribbling...]
“mami, look! i cut out a knife!” [from some color paper]
“oh…what do you need the knife for?!”
“chop chop chop…cut chicken!”
“…ok…why not doing something like flowers?”
“no, i already did that at school today for you.”
“oh, thanks”
[some more cutting, pasting and scribbling...]
“ok, mami, I am done. I want to make one for ms. Emma now. “
“ok, but I don’t think ms. Emma has any children.”
“yes, she does, she teaches children!”
[a day has passed, Felix is still making cards for his teachers]
“mami, is great grandma a mother?”
“yes, she is.”
“then we should make a card for her!”
“mammi, you drive slow, daddy drives fast.” “why do adults drive?”
“so we can get to places easily”
“when I grow bigger and bigger, I will drive very fast.”
“you don’t just drive fast but also drive safely.”
“why?”
“if you don’t drive safely, you may bump into a tree.”
“I like to bump into a tree, my racing car is very fast!”
“but you will get hurt and your car will get hurt too.”
“my racing car is very big.”
“your car may be broken if you bump it real hard.”
“then I will fix it with a lot of tapes.”
“a boy killed a 6 and a half year old girl with a racing car.”
“really!? Who’s the girl?”
“The girl is Chloe, and the boy is me.”
“why do you need to kill her?”
“cos she is always mean to me.”
“What have you done, daddy?” “How come mommy talk to you like talking to a child?”
“mommy, do you know superman help many people?”
“when I grow up, I will be superman, you will have no son.” “superman son…you are superman mommy…superman daddy…”
