Saturday evening, flopped in front of the tv having a TVB drama-marathon.
Me: I feel like eating carrot cake.
The boy: What type? Black or white?
Me: Hmm…the white type.
The boy: I go buy for you?
Me: Huh? No lah. I’m just saying. Don’t trouble yourself.
10 minutes later, at the end of one episode. The boy picks up the car keys and puts on a decent t-shirt.
Me: Eh? Where you going?
The boy: Going to buy carrot cake for you.
Me: Huh?! No no, never mind. I was just saying only!
The boy: It’s ok lah. You want to eat mah. See you later! *goes out of the door before I can protest further*
I think that I, quite possibly, have the sweetest husband in the whole wide world.