Who had ever thought that my 5-year old would one day call me her daddy’s dog and I would laugh about it? (Sigh!) Motherhood is such a funny thing and it has funny ways of teaching you lessons. What is the lesson I learnt? Beware of the way kids think….
About a week ago, I was in the kitchen at 7 in the morning, making breakfast for Mr. M who had just woken up. Ka was at the dining table eating her breakfast when Mr. M said to her,” Good Morning pup pup!” . She goes,”who are you talking to appa?”. He goes,” Who is my Pup?”. She goes (all in the same breath),” I am!! Good morning Appa! And Amma is your dog!!!”
What can I say? My jaw dropped to the floor and the longest ever “what” reverberated through the house. Surprised at my reaction, she very calmly explained to me that a pup is a baby dog and I am her mother. So, that makes me a dog too. And since she is Appa’s pup, I have to be appa’s dog. It’s not like I have a choice right?
And yes! I did thank my stars for ka not knowing the right word for a mommy dog…