Kids growing up, mashaAllah
Children, specially boys, have the tendency to push you to your limits. My four-yr-old does the same to me. In fact, at times, I feel as if this is his hobby - to drive amma nuts and enjoy when she shouts (yes, - albeit I consciously try not to do that - I am guilty of doing so!)
Anyway, these kids also have the tendency to surprise you at times, leaving you wondering that they are actually growing up fast, mashaAllah, and soon those tantrum-throwing phases that make both moms and tots end up in tears will be over, inshaAllah... So this is what happened just a while ago:
First, we, the mom-son duo, had a long fight because I was trying to explain to him that his screen time was over and now it was my turn to use the laptop, and he just did not want that to happen. After a lot of argument and threats he finally understood and was happy that his nani had reserved pakoRas for him, which were exclusively being made for kaRhi. PakoRas also served to distract him from whatever was on his mind. Peace for me. I sat down to write something; realised I did not have my glasses on; felt way too tired to get up and fetch my pair of glasses and started typing without them. Immediately, my four-yr-old comes up with a worried expression on his face:
He: Amma, glasses kaha~ he~ aapke? aapko nazar nahi aaega
Me (going all awwwwwwwwwwwwww at my son who had appeared to be no less than a monster just a while ago): mujhe laa dijiye...
He (like a very farma~bardaar son): kaha~ he~, amma?
Me: bookshelf ke third shelf me~
He goes up to book rack, tiptoes and picks up my glasses, hands them over to me , and goes about his way prancing ...
And I am left wondering as to the various shades the personalities of these little beings display in the most unexpected of moments.
Anyway, these kids also have the tendency to surprise you at times, leaving you wondering that they are actually growing up fast, mashaAllah, and soon those tantrum-throwing phases that make both moms and tots end up in tears will be over, inshaAllah... So this is what happened just a while ago:
First, we, the mom-son duo, had a long fight because I was trying to explain to him that his screen time was over and now it was my turn to use the laptop, and he just did not want that to happen. After a lot of argument and threats he finally understood and was happy that his nani had reserved pakoRas for him, which were exclusively being made for kaRhi. PakoRas also served to distract him from whatever was on his mind. Peace for me. I sat down to write something; realised I did not have my glasses on; felt way too tired to get up and fetch my pair of glasses and started typing without them. Immediately, my four-yr-old comes up with a worried expression on his face:
He: Amma, glasses kaha~ he~ aapke? aapko nazar nahi aaega
Me (going all awwwwwwwwwwwwww at my son who had appeared to be no less than a monster just a while ago): mujhe laa dijiye...
He (like a very farma~bardaar son): kaha~ he~, amma?
Me: bookshelf ke third shelf me~
He goes up to book rack, tiptoes and picks up my glasses, hands them over to me , and goes about his way prancing ...
And I am left wondering as to the various shades the personalities of these little beings display in the most unexpected of moments.
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