Wait for me come home

For the past two days, I was so into Photograph by Ed Sherran till I was singing it while changing Nee Nee before bedtime. And she kept quiet while listening to me until I sang the ending part. Below was the conversation I had with Nee.

Me: (singing Photograph) Under the lamppost, back on 6th street, hearing you whisper through the phone, wait for me come home, wait for me come home.

Nee: Daddy chiu na ne? (Where are you going?- after I keep repeating wait for me come home phrase)

Me: Daddy not going anywhere. Daddy just sing waiting for me to come home.

Nee: Oooo.. Daddy chu chi. Pu yau chi hoi lai. then sia mommy soh men. Daddy pu ke yee ching lai (Ooo.. Daddy going out. But don't come home late. Later Mommy lock the door and you cannot enter into house)

Me: ...

A phone conversation with Nee

I was having trouble locating a place to pick up the Yuan's full moon packages last Sunday. After awhile, I decided to call Airin to get the shop's contact number. And guess who pick up the call, my ever lovely daughter, Nee, and this was the conversation between us.

Me: Hello?

Nee: Papa.. Papa..

Me: Nee, pass the phone to mommy please..

Nee: Papa chiu mai sau rou, fan fan gei nee nee aaa.. (daddy go buy roast pork and rice for nee nee, ok?)

Me: Huh?

Nee: (Getting agitated) No! papa mai sau rou, fan fan gei nee nee!

Me: ooo... ok.. (off the phone and still wondering what conversation that I had with my girl)