My daughter returned from Muar this evening and as usual, mother and daughter had their usual chats. She told me that she brought home a kampong chicken from the kampong to boil porridge for baby Ryan. One chicken only. Period!!!
It was simply because she did not want to go to the market to order the lives of the chickens for her son. Hmmm, one may think that all the small Dharma talks I had with her would have fallen on deaf ears but certainly not. She has a heart of gold and I am proud to be her mum ):
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Welcome On Board, Daughter
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