From the time the little one has started going to school, life here in the A household has gotten much more interesting..
Whenever she is caught doing something wrong, the little imp lets her imagination run riot in developing stories that tell us why it went wrong..
She loves to carry my handbag..while we are ready to go out somewhere we suddenly here a thump and the handbag is down the stairs with the little one standing right on top of the stairs.
Her Dad and I sit her down and ask ' why did you throw the handbag down the stairs you naughty girl!'
Her reply : ' But Ms Handbag said she wanted to jump down the stairs to show her friends how far she could jump! '
This is said with her hands making cute little gestures and her big innocent puppy eyes looking up at you as earnestly as they can!
Her Dad and I struggle hard to contain our laughter and remain focused on our endeavor to discipline this errant little Pinocchio!
Another morning - her scrambled eggs are spilled, albeit a little, around her plate.
'Why did you spill your food - you are a big girl aren't ya? I thought you could eat neatly all by yourself' - This is silly old boring me.
'But amma - Mr Egg said that he wanted to dance around my plate and mmm..mmm.. I just wanted to help him!'
Nowadays I have come to enjoy these little nuggets made up by the imp that I am not sure I want to stop them coming!
God help us trying to be strict parents of this one!
Whenever she is caught doing something wrong, the little imp lets her imagination run riot in developing stories that tell us why it went wrong..
She loves to carry my handbag..while we are ready to go out somewhere we suddenly here a thump and the handbag is down the stairs with the little one standing right on top of the stairs.
Her Dad and I sit her down and ask ' why did you throw the handbag down the stairs you naughty girl!'
Her reply : ' But Ms Handbag said she wanted to jump down the stairs to show her friends how far she could jump! '
This is said with her hands making cute little gestures and her big innocent puppy eyes looking up at you as earnestly as they can!
Her Dad and I struggle hard to contain our laughter and remain focused on our endeavor to discipline this errant little Pinocchio!
Another morning - her scrambled eggs are spilled, albeit a little, around her plate.
'Why did you spill your food - you are a big girl aren't ya? I thought you could eat neatly all by yourself' - This is silly old boring me.
'But amma - Mr Egg said that he wanted to dance around my plate and mmm..mmm.. I just wanted to help him!'
Nowadays I have come to enjoy these little nuggets made up by the imp that I am not sure I want to stop them coming!
God help us trying to be strict parents of this one!
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