She once frantically told me: "I lost my diary!!!! And my dignity!!!"
In a weekend afternoon walk, we saw some caterpillars on the street. She got very, very scared and said, "Mom, I have issues with worms."
Her good friend, Bettina, was in our house one day and showed me her Math exam. The conversation went like this:
Me: "Wow, Bettina, this is awesome."
Bettina: "My Mom helps me with my Math homework that's why I did very well on our periodical test."
Me: "Really? Here, it's their Dad who teaches them Math because I'm not very good in Math."
Bettina: "Oh, my Dad is also good in Math. Both my Dad and Mom are very good in Math."
Laila (stern expression): "Mom, you've got to work on your Math."
Over breakfast, she was being her usual hyper, chatty self. I asked her why she was overly excited. And she said, "Because crazy is in my blood."