My dear son,
The family project this Saturday was pingu cake for you as
you had been chanting for it for almost a week. Somehow during the summer
break, while you were on a daily puja schedule with your grandmother, you had
quietly learnt the benefits of chanting. It worked like magic for you this
Saturday. However, chanting for a water-park theme cake is a little too much
for my patience lever, especially since you just eat the fondant and not the
cake itself.
This last one week, you have been obsessed about telling me
a story about three friends – ironman, hulk and captain America. How hulk was
angry and threw around cars, creating a lot of fire. I guess the fire troubled
you. You wanted an explanation for hulk’s behavior. So I had to tell you the
truth that Hulk wanted burger but his mom packed him a sandwich for lunch so
when he saw that he became a big and green with anger and hence the fire. How
did the story end? Captain America took Hulk for lunch to his house where his
mom made burger for everyone and Hulk was not upset anymore. Which is why I
have been telling your father I need to order the entire Avenger series since I
was those kids who grew up reading diamond comics, not DC comics. I am sure you
would not even know who Saabu is or how intelligent chacha Choudhary is. I will
tell you in detail later.
The entire week, there was something we talked about daily.
Either with each other, with friends, relatives, retailers and even your dance
teacher. What kind of under-pants would make you comfortable the most. And we
got lots of different answers. From no underpants, to cut ones, to long ones,
cotton ones, etc. The jury is still out on that one but I am proud to say we
have all the variety in colors and shapes for trial. However, you still look
pretty uncomfortable to me.
July 6
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