Yukta is a very inquisitive child and has a lot of questions everyday. And thank goodness for that 'cos I find non-curious kids... (for lack of better words) dimwitted.
She upgraded from "What is this?" to "Why is this?" by age 3, so it is no surprise that I run more queries on Google than usual.
Sometimes her questions for the day are not over but my patience is, so I ask her to park them for our pillow talk. One morning she came to me while I was trying to complete some office work with a question. But before she could open her mouth I told her to park it for bedtime. (Yeah, moms have superpowers. We can predict what the children are likely to say or do based on their face, their behavior, their extra-long-hugs, their I-love-you-soooooooooo-muchs etc)
Bedtime arrives unsuspectingly, and after a reading of the Frozen II storybook it's time for the pending Q&As. (Off track venting - the Frozen franchise is going to be a cash cow that Disney is going to milk for many years to come, the price of which will be paid by parents like me whose children want to grow up and become Elsa!)
Anyway, the rapid fire round starts:
Yukta: "Why do you go to office?"
Me: "To earn money so that we can buy things. If I don't go to office I can't buy books, toys, clothes, and food for you."
Yukta: "Ok... does everyone have to go to office?"
Me: "People do different types of work so they go to different types of offices, but yes, everyone has to work."
Yukta: "Do I also have to go to office when I grow up?"
Me: "Yes"
Yukta: Facepalms herself, shakes her head in disappointment, and turns away to sleep.
We never intended to, but my husband and I are now crystal clear that she will not be our retirement plan.

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