Mother: Well, go ahead. Tell me what I had to say.
I : you Tell me what you think.
Mother: It's an old.
I : No, that sucks. Mother
: Hmmm, it's a boy?
I : Yes
Mother: Ahhhhhh, I knew.
I : Y? What you think? Mother
: The only thing I say ...
I : Aham ... Mother
(mad) : do not ever WALK dressing up!
I : ......
Mother: Because when you get older you get lunatics ...
I : you Tell me what you think.
Mother: It's an old.
I : No, that sucks. Mother
: Hmmm, it's a boy?
I : Yes
Mother: Ahhhhhh, I knew.
I : Y? What you think? Mother
: The only thing I say ...
I : Aham ... Mother
(mad) : do not ever WALK dressing up!
I : ......
Mother: Because when you get older you get lunatics ...
I love you, Mom.
