Siri Bercakap dengan Miki – Doraemon Buat Kelakar Tak Lawak

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After he freaked out at the Doraemon kiddy ride in Jusco; Azman tried to talk Miki out of his fear.

Azman – “Kenapa Miki takut kat Doraemon tu?”

Miki – “Doraemon tukam Miki!”

Azman – “Mana Doraemon tu boleh terkam Miki…. Janganlah takut kat dia.”

Miki – “Doraemon tu *gibberish gibberish*

Azman – “Doraemon buat apa?”

Miki – “DORAEMON BUAT KELAKAR!”

Hahhaha. Itu kelakar!

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One or two of Miki’s friends his age can already memorize parts of songs and nursery rhymes but Miki hardly sings any song accept singing along with me. Or Ashley Simpsons. L-O-L-O-L-O-L-O V-E! Or Beyonce. Oh Oh Oh.. Oh Oh Oh… Single Ladies! *pengsan*

Aku pun dah pasrah bahwasanya anak aku bukan seorang yang puitis suka menghafal until he was about 22-24 months when Miki started to sing his heart out – AND SINGING HIS OWN SONG!

The melody varies very slightly but the lyrics are all very rich; in words and experience.

If we were driving and from afar we can see GIANT building, Miki would sing-

“Lalala… nak pergi GIANTTTTT… Nak beli jagungggg….. Mummy Daddy Mikiiiii…. Makan-makan jagunggggg…. jalan-jalannnnnn kat GIANTTTTTTTT”

Anytime we asked his to sing, he would quickly write a song about what ever activity he just did-

“Miki pergi taman…. Nampak tortoise! Amik makanannnnn… buang kat tasikkkk…. Fish makan-makan… tortoise datangg… ada monkeyyyyy…”

Once after dinner he sang-

“Mummy Daddy Mikiiii….. Makan nasi suppppppp… Makan sayurrrr…. Nasii… Ayam!!! Minum viiiiitagennnnnn! PASTU TUMPAH!!!! Abih baju!”

Then he clapped his hands happily “ Yeaa, abis dah nyanyi! Miki pandai!”

Ko merapu memang pandai Miki. But anyhow Mummy is still very proud of you Miki, so don’t sing the songs of other – you make your own! Smart boy MummyDaddy got here!

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Miki is super duper whiny these days and super duper manja towards me. He sulks a lot too and he has a habit that both his parents do not. He practices the SILENT TREATMENT while Azman and I practice the ARGUE TREATMENT. When we got a problem we TALK SCREAM TALK TALK TALK! But Miki, despite the chatterbox, once kept quite in a ride from Kinrara to Putrajaya simply because Daddy who was driving was too busy to help him with GameBoy. Quiet! As in not a word! Wow.

Whenever I am around and Miki is sulking with his Daddy; he tends to come to me telling on every little thing that Daddy did to him.

“Aaaa… Mummy, Daddy buat Miki!”
“Aaaa… Mummy, Daddy cubit!”
“Aaaa… Mummy, Daddy jentik sini… sakit!” pointing at the injured body parts where Azman did as much as looked at it for half a nanosecond. Cari pasal betul…

At times it gets really funny and Azman would go on and on menyakat him. And the reporting cries was always the same…

“Aaaa… Mummy, Daddy sayang Miki!” pointing at his cheek where Azman kissed him.
“Aaaa… Mummy, Daddy babab sini!” pointing at his face where Azman wiped his tears with his finger.
“Aaaa… Mummy, Daddy kata Miki comel!” aaiii… kata comel pun tak boleh?
“Aaaa… Mummy, Daddy kata Miki cute sangat!” *pengsan*
“Aaaa… Mummy, Daddy kata Kokades cute sangat!” *pengsan bangun balik pengsan lagi*

Bila dah merajuk, muncung bak pelikan dan terus lepak kat lantai sambil pose-pose Ifa Raziah