Oh my little daughter - Part 5

Right after my last salam (zuhur prayer) , LO sneaked into the room. Seeing her looking at me, I held out my arms and as fast as a flash, she ran towards me and we hugged.

"You like mummy hug you?"

"Yeah!!" *nods sheepishly*

"You love mummy?"

"Yes, of course!"

"How much?" our cheeks brush each other's.

"Um, TEN! "

I have never asked her how much she loves me. Intrigued by the answer 'ten' , I knew I just have to ask her,

"Ten?? Ten what? Ten out of ten?"

"No, mummy, Tennnn! " *emphasizing the word 'ten'*

"Ten what?"

"TEN minutes!!" and off she went.

Oh my little daughter....