-Good night Benny!
-Mama, I haven’t told you that you’re not kaka yet!
[Mama, nisam rekao još da nisi kaka tebi!]
-Go on then, say it!
-Come here.
He hugs me around my neck, pulls my head down and whispers in my ear:
-Mama, you’re not kaka.
[Mama, ti nisi kaka.]
How could that possibly sound sweeter than an “I love you”? And yet it does.
You’re not kaka either Benny.