So R2 says the other day,
You know, mum, I really love you a lot.
RM: Why? (I know. Its stupid. Instead of melting into a puddle of love at this declaration, here is a mum going why!)
R2: Because you make really good sweets for me!
And as if that is not enough, the brat continues…Actually, I love R more than you.
Eyerolling amma asks why?
Because she makes better cookies and cakes than you!!!
I give up, folks, I give up!
I pick R2 from daycare, drop R for her hockey practice and then get R2 home since RD is picking up R after practise.
After a quick bath, I give R2 dinner. Nice sambhar, beans poriyal and rice with ghee, for those asking 😆
Anyway, R2 eats it all up. Asks for a cookie as dessert, which I give since its homemade and all that.
After 5 minutes, Mum, can I please have some milk?
I nearly drop the patram in my hand. WHAT??! I just gave you dinner!
R2: But my tummy is feeling like having milk. See, ask it. It is saying milk please!