What's on fire?

So i'm listening to random hindi songs on the one and only hindi radio channel and this song comes on air....

and i'm humming the words when i hear a lil voice joining me...

Tere bin my ball's on fire...(actual words : Tere bin my world's on fire)

I could just hug him to pieces....for all the smiles he gives me...

Sizing them up...

In most Indian families, we take care not to paint the relatives with the aunty/uncle brush.

So I finished talking about his doddamma, and chikkamma (my part of the family) and his badi maa, chotti mummy,etc

And the little tyke interrupts me with a twinkle in his eye…
“okay, now tell me about the medium maa…”

And of course the resident humorist had to add…'and tell him about ‘raj’ ma too”

Fine, be like that!

In and out!!

It been two weeks now since the cub junior's been learning about the human body. It's fun to see how much the little ones enjoy learning new things. They had a doctor come to school to show them the different intsruments used and the kids were taken to the lab to see the skeleton. And now he knows why his heart goes thump, thump...and what his lungs do.

Two days back, after gorging on a treat of homemade pizza for dinner, the boys were in their room doing their routine of driving the neighbors crazy, while i cleaned up.

Soon, junior dances into the kitchen.

"You know, Amma, the pizza has entered my food pipe".

"That's nice, now where does it go" I had to ask

"now it's gone into my intestine, the good food stays there, the bad food goes into my biiig intestine' (that was probably to emphasize how big it is)

"okay.." now i'm understandably piqued ...

"and" he continues, "i think pizza is bad food 'cos its gone into my big intestine and it now wants to come out ...(he's literally dancing now)

"eeks!!! into the bath room right now!!!' I scream, my momma alerts ringing loud and clear

and that's how we averted a smelly accident that day.

sigh, pizza is bad food?