Found this poster in one of the rest rooms in a mall.
Isn’t it supposed to bring out the worst in you? Or did I get it wrong?
And while on the topic, recently while out for shopping, Pattu wanted a bio break. So, I found the nearest staff and asked, “Where is the bathroom?”.
Pattu tugs at my T shirt and says in hushed tone, looking rather embarrassed, “Rest room amma…not bathroom!”
I went on a flash back trip 2 yrs back when Pattu would loudly announce, “Ammaaa Mooochaaa” much to my embarrassment.
We’ve grown up, haven’t we?
Pattu’s cousins were coming over. Two days before their arrival I started giving gyan on sharing and being well behaved and all that, Pattu nodding absently.
Amma: So, if there are only 2 candies, you’ll give one to A and the other one to C and amma will get one for you later ok?
Pattu: No amma.
Amma: !!?? What?
Pattu: If there are only 2 candies, I’ll take one and give the other one to C. A can adjust. It’s ok.
Amma: That’ll make you a bad girl then…
Pattu: after some thinking... that’s ok amma… sometimes I’ll be a bad girl… sometimes only, not always..ok?
Silence followed for few minutes.
Pattu: Amma, tell me a story…
Amma: I won’t… because you don’t share. Bad girl!
Pattu: That is only laaater amma… later only I’ll be a bad girl, now I am a good girl. Tell me story now.