"Mommy, do you want to hear me singing?"
(Of course. Lulu is the best when it comes to singing.)
"Yes, mommy! But my daddies are lying. They said I am not good at singing my songs."
(If they say it again, just ignore them. They simply don't know how to appreciate my baby's voice.)
"Hmm! That's right! Mommy is really the best!"
(And my baby is the cutest. Okay, Lulu. Can you sing a mommy song?)
"Okay, mommy!"
Lulu, who is lazily laying flat on the rubber mat on the floor, sits up and prepares herself to sing a song.
"Oh! The kitty had a farm~ Meow, Meow, Yoh~"
"..."
"And all the ducks have chicken feet~ Meow, Meow, Yoh~"
"..."
"With a chick, chick, there! Chick, chick, here! Cheeky, cheeky, cheeky, cheeky, cheeky, cheeky, cheeky, chick~"
"..."
"All the kitties had a farm~ Meow, meow, yoh~!"
(Wow. My baby is really the best. You sing very well.)
