The conversations are imaginary, but the situations are real.
Hatta: Mummy, my name is Hatta.
Me: Yes, it is.
Hatta: You know that, don’t you?
Me: What, that your name is Hatta?
Me: Of course I do! Ayah and I were the ones who named you after all.
Hatta: Then why do you keep calling me Muci?
Me: Oh! I’m so sorry honey, it’s a slip of the tongue. I guess it’s because Muci has been with us for much longer… and you’ve only been with us for a month?
Hatta: Way to make me feel welcome, Mummy.