The title is to remind myself not to be one when I talk about my Changunnie but how can I not be one when I look at how cute, loving, understanding, sweet........... (two paragraphs edited out)
We were chitchatting after dinner and Changunnie saw the old scar on Grandpa's arm.
"Halaboji aiya aiya! A pa yo?"
"It's ok, Changunnie"
"Call Dr Yip! Halaboji a pa yo. Baby give Halaboji a shot" (proceeded to get her doctor's kit and got the syringe out)
"Don't cry. It's ok" (and she gave Grandpa a shot on the scar)
"Halaboji, open the cream. Baby give medicine. It's ok now. Don't cry"
Grandma and I couldn't stop laughing and Grandma remarked that Grandpa has to be healthy and live long enough to see what Changunnie will do when she grows up.
Tearjerker!
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