Achu in my office, writing letters on the white board. She forgets how to write Q.
“Ohhhh! What in the world is wrong today. I cant remember how to write Q”.
(she didn’t hear those words from us, btw 🙂 )
The other day she accused me of not being a good nose wiper. She got me a wipe to clean her nose and when she was going to, she told me that I only spread it around. As if that accusation was not enough, she ran away to her dad with the wipe. See! In the three-ish years of nose wipings, apparently, I have learnt nothing.
“Amma I don’t want to be a grown up”.
Me: “Good decision Achu. Kids have way more fun than grown ups”.
“Yeah, I know that. That’s why I don’t want to be a grown up”
Achu is telling us another one of her spooky stories. There is a troll not letting anybody cross the bridge, etc., etc…
“And then he found a purpose. He looked in the purpose which direction to go.”
“Hmm. Do you mean compass?”
“Yeah. Yeah. Compass. Then he said….. Compass, compass….show me the way. Or else I will not pay”.
I watched this in her video later. I laughed so much at her rhyming. Its not just this, she is trying to rhyme a lot.
Singing Arthur song.
“What a wonderful kind of day…”
Achu: “Now, lets go out and play”
I was walking silly around the house, Abhi and Achu walking behind me, singing a song…
“As I was walking down the street…down the street…down the street…”
Achu: “With a nice croissant to eat. Hi ho… Hi ho.”