It’s always nice to have your parents’ hand in your business. A purely financial hand, not an executive hand.
– Says my older daughter on hearing about her cousin’s experiment with setting up a doughnut stall at her school fete. Parents’ money? Yes. Advice? No.
Amma, my tooth fell today. With the new way of garbage segregation, which basket should I throw my tooth in – the organic waste, dry waste or the other reject waste?
– Asks my younger daughter, quite matter-of-factly. Sigh, no more tooth fairies – it’s the end of an era 🙁
Her: Amma what are you and appa doing for Valentine’s day?
Her: I hope you are atleast planning to go out in the evening?
Me: I’m impressed that you think we are young enough to celebrate Valentine’s day.
Her: Amma, there is no age limit for love.
– Wise words? Or maybe the kid is just trying her best to get us out of the house so she can watch some TV.
Her: Amma did you click any pictures on your trip to Mumbai?
Me: Come look, I clicked so many. Appa and I were trying so desperately to get a good selfie of ourselves at the Gateway of India.
Her: Amma, selfies are an our generation thing. I would be surprised if you got a good one 🙂
– Just exactly how old does the cheeky brat think we are? Besides, the only reason we came away with nary a good selfie is due to the fact that there was too much sunlight, too little elbow space, too many people jostling…
Him: I will be home late today.
Me: Poor appa. All work and no play…
Kiddo: Amma, all work and no play increases appa’s salary!
– Cheeky kiddo sure has her comebacks down pat these days. Poor appa.