a happy memory

hajra and i were talking the other night and a few happy memories popped in our heads so i thought i'd share. During high school and undergrad, when she called my house, often times my mom would pick up the phone. "Hi aunty, this is hajra" ...
mom: "ohhh huhjra, how are you? you want talk shaylee. shaylee to hamra, just step in house and i knew the phone going to start ringing. you friends......." I don't even know what else she used to talk to hajra about, complain about me and how i didnt do anything in the house, talk about her garden or i don't even know.
but eventually like 5-6 minutes later.
hajra would be like: "ok aunty, is shaylee there?"
mom: yea...she's riht here......something something something
hajra: "yea aunty.....is shaylee there?"
lol..