It's funny how we remember random, seemingly insignificant, little details of our childhood. One warm, fuzzy memory I have of being a kid, is hearing the occasional bones creaking/clicking noises which my mum made as she moved about the house. I guess it was comforting to know mum was nearby.
I was wondering if it was weird that I would remember something like that, until recently Annie asked me this,"Mum, why is it when you or Kakak move about your body makes noises?"
I told her, "I suppose we're getting old and our bones are starting to creak! "
And she replied simply, "I like it."
Guess I'm not the only weird one... :)
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