Mother's day gifts

At last, I'm beginning to get used to receiving some kind of cute hand made presents from my children every Mother's Day.

This year, the kindy taught EggEgg to make a coupon booklet as a present. There are two preprinted coupons:
"This coupon entitles mum to have a house dusting" and
"This coupon entitles mum to have a back massage".

How very tempting.  I asked EggEgg earnestly, "Hey, Can I have the back massage while I watch a movie?"
"Sure. I can switch on the massage chair for you."

"No I want a hand massage. This coupon says it's got to be done by you."
"Ok, I can massage you. For a long long time."

"Are you sure? The movie will be 2 hours long, I want a 2 hour massage!"

At the end of the booklet, I noticed two blank coupons.
"Hey, how about these two blank ones? I can write anything I wish for?"
"Yes, it's for you. For Mami's day."

"Ok how about, on the first coupon I write: 'This coupon entitles mum to have a bum wiping after a poo poo'?"
"Urkkk" EggEgg is disgusted at the prospect of wiping my bum.
"But I've done it for you so many times! It's your turn to do it for me. Wahahha."

I now turn to the second blank coupon.
"How about, on the second one I write: 'This coupon entitles mum to have 24 hours of EggEgg carrying baby'? Will you be able manage it?"
"Yes I can! I will do anything you write down here!"  Errr...

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That was a fabulous autumn weekend.  We bushwalked along the manly scenic walk, and stopped at one of the breathtaking lookouts where one could see the entire coastline dotted with million dollar mansions.

I asked Cola, "Hey will you buy one of this house for me when you grow up?" (Such a cliche!)

Cola answered confidently, "Yes I will buy that one for Mami."
Obviously it's easy for them to say that, not knowing that it will take 100 years to pay of those kind of bank loans.

EggEgg chimed in, "Yes me too.  I'll buy one for Mami too!"

Cola is indignant. "Hey big brother, you shouldn't copy me! I bought it first!"