“The house feels so empty. What shall we do next?”
– Asks my younger daughter who has taken to following me around with that lost puppy look, now that her older sister is away on a school trip.
My kids. Can’t live with each other, can’t live without each other.
Me: I’m glad you had a proper breakfast this morning.
Her: What’s an “improper” breakfast amma?
– And the moral of the story is to beat your kids into submission early on so they don’t pass smart-aleck comments such as these.
Arsenic may have gained notoriety as a deadly poison, but it is useful in many more ways than just to bump off your nearest relative so that you can inherit a huge fortune!
– Entry from my older daughter’s Chemistry project.
Should I be worried? Not that I have a huge fortune, but still…
Her: Amma, your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to come to our school this evening and pick us up after sports day.
Me: But what about my Sunday afternoon nap?
Her: This message will self-destruct in five, four, three…
– Somebody has been keeping up with Hollywood, it seems. What’s more, somebody knows just the right thing to say to convince her mother 😉
Me: Don’t disturb me for some time. I have to finish writing this chapter. I am on a deadline.
Her: Amma, you cannot put a time frame on art. It does not allow you to be free to create.
– Ah the innocence. And the many joys of not being an adult.