In the car yesterday evening.

Me: Clarissa, do you love mommy?
C: No.
Me: You don’t love mommy?
C: Yes.
Me: Why don’t you love mommy?
C: Don’t know.
Me: Don’t know?
C: Yes.
Me: Love mommy lar.
C: Don’t want!

She answered me without much thinking and promptly. See lar, my 2nd girl don’t want to love me.


Stumble it!