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Mother, writer and daydreamer. Also chocoholic and chick-flick lover. But mainly mommy. To two boys, at that! When not escorting my Elder One (EO) to karate class, I'm trying to get in as many cuddles as possible from my Younger One (YO). And when not doing either, I'm hard-at-work trying to maintain a steady relationship with my laptop. And as for the Man I Married (MIM), well, let’s just put it this way – even though we share a bedroom, our most meaningful conversations are held over the cell-phone!

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Out of the Mouths of Babes : III

Being a Sunday, the man welcomes the opportunity to laze in bed. His son, thrilled to have his beloved father home, hops, skips and jumps over to him. He puts his elbows on his father's chest and leans on him, looking adoringly into his eyes. The father gets an important education about the son's favourite boy-super hero, Ben 10. Lesson over, boy turns around to go. Father playfully whacks him on the bum. The little boy puts his hands on his adorable butt cheeks and laughingly, yet dramatically, runs round and round the room in circles, saying, "Oooh! Oooh! My bum's on fire! My bum's on fire!"

When the tornado finally comes to a halt, father and son collapse in a fit of giggles!

Aah! Sundays!

4 comments:

Monika,Ansh said...

ahh.......sure . Had the same kind of Sunday yesterday. :)

Mamma mia! Me a mamma? said...

Lovely! They're the best kind of Sundays! Glad you had yours!

Mama - Mia said...

:)

what would life be without these sundays?!

cheers!

abha

Mamma mia! Me a mamma? said...

Dear Namesake...I totally agree!
:)