A few days prior to leaving, I told Siddy to pack his bag. He was quite excited.
"What all should I carry?"
"A few t shirts some shorts and your undries"
"Arre but mumma how many t shirts?"
"Take 12 t shirts and 3 shorts"
I'm guessing he did some kind of calculation in his head.
"How many days are we going for?"
More pause. more calculations.
"Mumma, how can I only take 3 shorts and 12 t shirts? I need as many shorts or pants as my t shirts na?"
"Ummmm... no... you can wear the same shorts again with a new t shirt baby"
"What will Niki think mumma? That I don't have more shorts? That I'm wearing the same one again and again?"
what will Niki think? Oh my God... I thought I had many many more years before the "What will (insert cute girl's name) think" situations in life!!!