Egg egg has been sucking me dry day and night. Especially night. After 3 month of broken sleep, one would get fed up after being woken up for the third time in the night when baby requests room service (again!)
But I didn't realize my sense of humor is still intact. At 3 am last night, I told Egg Egg, "Fine, suck me dry! Just remember to visit me more often during Ching Ming."* Dad's grinning next to me and reminded me that he'll be the one who dies first.
(* Ching Ming is a day when the Chinese visit their ancestor's graves to pay their respects and pray.)
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