Chatterboxes and Smart Alecks

They have grown to speak so well...a bit way too well.
At four, she says I am an old lady.
At six, he says I am fat.
I am guessing, at ten, they will say I am senile. At twenty, I should go to nursing home.

Chloe was being naughty.
Me: Who is the naughty girl?
Chloe: m-u-m (she spells it out )
Lucas: Mom is not a girl?
Dom: Then, what is Mom?
Lucas: Mom is an adult.
Chloe: Mom is an old lady!

Lucas was practicing his Bahasa.
Lucas: Emak, awak sihat? (Mom, are you well?)
Me: Ya.
Lucas: Then, why are you so fat?
Me: There are a lot of mummies who are fatter than me.
Lucas: But J's mom is skinner than you.
Me: There are also a lot of mothers who are skinner than me.

Some of the conversations we have:
Lucas: I have not been star of the week for Year 1?
Me: Did you tell Ms E (teacher)?
Lucas:Yes.
Me: What did Ms E say?
Lucas: Ms E said I have to work harder.
Chloe: You just have to try harder.

Lucas: Chloe, let's have a race. See who can change faster (change clothes after shower)
Chloe: Ok.
If Lucas wins,
Chloe: Loser wins.
If Lucas loose.
Chloe: Winner wins.

Lucas got very frustrated and complained to me.
Lucas: Mom! Each time I win, Chloe will say loser wins. When I loose, she will say winner wins.
Me: You don't have to race with her.
Lucas: Chloe, you are Little Miss Fickle.

One day, I was in a car with a friend. Chloe was sitting at the backseat. Once my friend left, Chloe said to me, 'Mom, you talk so much'.!

These days. I have been walking around with Tabasco sauce. It seems to be the best threat. When they are not behaving, I will flash the Tabasco sauce and threatened to put a few drops on their finger. I did not just threatened, I practiced it too. And it works, for the time being.