While driving back home, this is how the usual conversation between me and Hassan’s babysitter would go like (translated):
Me: So was he fussy when I left?
Babysit: He was whining for a bit and stopped when you drove off.
Me: Oh good. Did he eat breakfast and lunch?
Babysit: He had a poor appetite today because of his cold.
Me: Poor baby. But did he poop?
Me: (Grinning at the silly questions I sometimes ask).
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