it's all mama's fault

i helped tere with her Ethics paper last night. i had spent eight straight hours with her; i woke her up at past six a.m., told her there's an earthquake (which scaled 2 on the Richter--GMA news), took a shower with her, and dropped her off to school.

eavesdrop

on the way she soaps her body:

me: yuck, bakit ka ganyan mag-soap?
her: eh ganito turo ni mama eh!
me: di ah!

on the way she wears/hooks her _ _ _:

me: why do you wear your _ _ _ like that??? masisira yan!
her: ganito nakikita ko kay mama eh!
me: di noh! (shows her how to do it right)
her: eh baka kasi ang taba na ni mama when it was MY turn to see how the damn thing is done...

ang labo pare.