Grow Up vs Grow Old

The other day i was eating nasi ayam in the kitchen with Nana, she was pulling-a-nana as usual;

'Mummy the chicken is cold'
'Mummy I want the soup to be warm not hot'
'Mummy this, mummy that',

which is actually normal because she likes her food good.

And then mummy needs to pray so she left Nana with me. I told her how when she was small she used to eat Nasi Ayam KFC with only the bebola in the soup.

And then she asked me why do I know so much about her and what other things she did when she was small.

I told her how when she was in Kuantan I was in Kuantan too and that we spent a lot of time together, sometimes mummy had to work so I have to babysit, that's how I know what she liked and stuff.

And then I just turned a bit emotional.. I could hear my voice a bit shaky (and I know she could too she stopped eating and just looked at me)

Hello please I'm not playing a fragile mother here but it's just how i feel.. she used to be so small.. I've been with her ever since she couldn't even say a word, now she's able to speak in 3 languages (yes that small girl speaks Malay, English, and Mandarin very fluently)

And the she stopped me.. 'ahh come on Che Hani, i'm still small, there are still more of me for you to see!' and she continued eating.

Not only she has grown up, she grown wiser too T_T
And her old maid here just getting older and older and cry over small things like hot chicken rice soup