Ever since Rama could ask this question, I had been consistent in my reply. I always said I was 12 years old. And she never questioned that.
Recently, though, Rama challenged the truth of my statement.
Rama: Mommy, how old are you?
Rama: Pa'no ka naging 12? Ryan (a friend) is 10. So, 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10- ELEVEN! TWELVE! Malapit na siya maging adult?!
Or, another argument:
Rama: Pa'no ka naging 12? Eh di, nanganak ka 7 years old ka pa lang?