Short conversations

Yesterday at the park,
Me : "Zara, Mummy stomach ache, maybe ceret beret (Malay : diarrhea)." (actually trying to tell her we may need to rush home)
Zara : "Come mummy, Zara hug hug. *hugged me* Mummy ceyek beyek. Make mummy better."

5am this morning.
Zara : *rolled over to my side of the bed* "Zara drink milk"
Me : *groggily, checked the clock* "Still night time, morning only drink ok"
Zara rolled back to her cot, tossed and turned, tossed and turned. 2 minutes later,
Zara : *rolled back to my side of the bed* "Mummy, Zara drink milk"
Me : "Zara hungry is it?"
Zara : "Zara hungry, better drink milk now."
So I had to crawl out of bed to make her milk.

This morning, upon waking up, she examined the crucifix that was hung at her cot, and started talking to her self.
"Jesus on the cross"
"Jesus don't want to come out, so shy shy."
"Jesus come out loh."
"Then can see Zara loh."