Just to give a quick background:
a. We watched Boss Baby over the weekend and we spoke aboutGod/Baby choosing its family
b. Where ever we go, Sam takes lemonade and tends to like them but it tastes artificial to me, so I promised him that I will make him lemonade at home-our traditional lemon juice “nimbe paanaka” as we call it.
Sam has not been having enough water and been complaining of tummy aches.I thought the best way to ensure that he drinks enough water is to make that lemonade I had promised him on sunday. As expected, he came home, saw the lemonade, excitedly added 3 cubes of ice to it and finished it all. So I grumbled that he makes me worry about him like I should worry about a 3yr old not drinking enough water and was kidding about how he should have chosen some other mommy so she could worry about him. He was joking around too and then suddenly comes up to me, hugs me and says “I wanted you to be my mommy, you are the best, I was watching from heaven and saw that you are the bestest mommy, so I chose you.”
What can be better than this? From some days being the “meanest mom in the whole world” to being the bestest? 😀😎