The more I try to get out of answering questions and save on time, the more I am made to wish that I had answered the question in the first place.
Sonny boy: Amma, do you know why/how/what .......?
A harried Amma: No.
Sonny boy: Amma you don't know how/why/what....?
Amma: I DON'T know, Sonny boy.
Sonny boy: I know, Amma. I will tell you...
And he goes on to earnestly make up the most ridiculous stories about why/how/what....
He ends in all seriousness, Amma, now you know why/how/what..?
I'm torn between feeling ashamed of myself for not being patient enough to answer all his questions and wanting to laugh out loud at the wondrous nonsense he churns out.
4 days ago