I know I shouldn't have laughed, but I did. It was so cute and amusing at the same time, I couldn't hold it in.
We were driving to school today, and D knows I don't like to talk when driving (I absolutely hate driving), but we were discussing something important - why she should not 'accidentally' forget things or break stuff or fall off. As with all discussions, this one too took a lot of turns.
We spoke about trees, fog, rain and dust before we came to a halt at the red light near her school. "That's John*, Mamma" she said from the back seat, pointing out the window.
"The little boy crossing the road?" I asked.
"Yes. He is in my class."
I waved to him and he waved back.
"Mamma, you know what? John said that he loves me."
"What?" I asked trying to curtail my amusement.
"Yeah. He said 'I love you' to me."
I laughed.I know ... I know, parenting mistake. But I did. There, I said it.
"He also said, he'll put frogs in our bags." she added. Now, you try to keep a straight face.
"Why would he do that, and who's 'our'?" I asked as seriously as I could.
"Me and my friend's. He just likes frogs."
I dropped her, hugged her, said goodbye and knew I had to tell this to Ady - immediately.
A very busy day, Ady may not have the time to pick the phone or respond to my text, but he deserved to know. Besides, I wanted to have fun with him too - I am a good wife.
"A boy said 'I love you' to your daughter." I texted.
I knew I'd hear from him, maybe in the evening. He doesn't respond to texts when he's in a meeting, and he's in all day meetings today.
"Who? When? Why? Call me," was the instantaneous message from husband dearest, or more aptly in this case, 'Papa Possessive'.
I didn't call. It's just a kid thing, and well, I wanted to savor the moments...and just as I am about to go upstairs, the phone rings.
"What happened? Who is it? I want to know." It's Ady.
"Isn't it adorable?" I ask, smiling ear to ear.
"No. It's not. Who is it? Maybe you should talk to the teacher."
"Yes. And while I'm at it, I'll also tell her that D is 'awfully' married to Kenny"
That calmed him down. "I don't appreciate you laughing at such things" he said.
"But, you just have to give him frogs as a wedding gift" I said, "that's what John wants to give your daughter." That did the trick and I heard him chuckle.
"Is that a laugh I hear?" I asked.
"No. I have to get back to my meeting." he hung up.
P.S.: Reading the title of the post, I hope you weren't expecting a different story ;)
*Name changed, so she won't scream at me when she starts reading my blog.
Photo Credit: Disney's Princess and the Frog
We were driving to school today, and D knows I don't like to talk when driving (I absolutely hate driving), but we were discussing something important - why she should not 'accidentally' forget things or break stuff or fall off. As with all discussions, this one too took a lot of turns.
We spoke about trees, fog, rain and dust before we came to a halt at the red light near her school. "That's John*, Mamma" she said from the back seat, pointing out the window.
"The little boy crossing the road?" I asked.
"Yes. He is in my class."
I waved to him and he waved back.
"Mamma, you know what? John said that he loves me."
"What?" I asked trying to curtail my amusement.
"Yeah. He said 'I love you' to me."
I laughed.I know ... I know, parenting mistake. But I did. There, I said it.
"He also said, he'll put frogs in our bags." she added. Now, you try to keep a straight face.
"Why would he do that, and who's 'our'?" I asked as seriously as I could.
"Me and my friend's. He just likes frogs."
I dropped her, hugged her, said goodbye and knew I had to tell this to Ady - immediately.
A very busy day, Ady may not have the time to pick the phone or respond to my text, but he deserved to know. Besides, I wanted to have fun with him too - I am a good wife.
"A boy said 'I love you' to your daughter." I texted.
I knew I'd hear from him, maybe in the evening. He doesn't respond to texts when he's in a meeting, and he's in all day meetings today.
"Who? When? Why? Call me," was the instantaneous message from husband dearest, or more aptly in this case, 'Papa Possessive'.
I didn't call. It's just a kid thing, and well, I wanted to savor the moments...and just as I am about to go upstairs, the phone rings.
"What happened? Who is it? I want to know." It's Ady.
"Isn't it adorable?" I ask, smiling ear to ear.
"No. It's not. Who is it? Maybe you should talk to the teacher."
"Yes. And while I'm at it, I'll also tell her that D is 'awfully' married to Kenny"
That calmed him down. "I don't appreciate you laughing at such things" he said.
"But, you just have to give him frogs as a wedding gift" I said, "that's what John wants to give your daughter." That did the trick and I heard him chuckle.
"Is that a laugh I hear?" I asked.
"No. I have to get back to my meeting." he hung up.
P.S.: Reading the title of the post, I hope you weren't expecting a different story ;)
*Name changed, so she won't scream at me when she starts reading my blog.
Photo Credit: Disney's Princess and the Frog
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