I was lying on my bed when Isabel walked to my side and said: "Daddy... why your eyes cracked?"
Me: "What? You mean my spectacles?"
Isabel: "No... Your eyes..."
Me: "Where?" Trying to deny that she's referring to the wrinkles or the "fish tail lines" thats started to form at the corner of my eyes in recent months.
Isabel: "There!" Pointing at the target.
Me: "Well... Its because my face is not as tight as it used to be... You'll get them too when you are much older."
Isabel: "Huh? Do I have it now?"
Me: "No lah... No way lah."
Isabel: "Pheew!"
I thought to myself, "its not that bad to get a couple of lines. Makes me more charming..."
But the truth is, I rather not have any.
