Soft chuckles filled the air as a little softball rolled on the sofa. Her voice rang in the spacious room, making the seemingly quiet atmosphere lively.
"Momma, that's not the way to make a panda face!" She said, chuckling.
"Really? Can you teach momma how to? You know I only know how to use my scalpel" her mother asked, making a crying face.
" Schapel? " the little girl asked, a little confused.
" No, Stephanie. It's called a scalpel. I have shown you one before " her mother corrected.
" Oh, I think I remember. It's that sharp knife used in cutting people's stomachs to save their life, right? Uncle Gary told me the meaning" Little Stephanie said, smiling.
" Okay. Now see me making the tiger's face… roar! "
The little girl chuckled loudly again, this time she was holding her stomach rolling on the sofa. She was trying to suppress her laughter.