Of Pinata, Work

Sunday evening:

Scene 1: The family is driving back from Adi’s piano concert.
LHB (out of the blue): Amma, can you buy pinata for my 6th birthday? Please Amma, Please!!
Dotting Amma: Ok sure da!!

Sunday night:

Scene 2 – LHB crying buckets that he doesn’t want to go to the backup care on Monday. I put him in backup care for next 3 weeks as his school is closed for the year.

Self: You know what! I want to tell you a secret baby. Can you come here and sit next to me? (I was sitting in stairs)
LHB: (reluctantly came and sat next to me still crying).
Self: You know what is the secret? even I don’t want to go to office tomorrow baby! what do we do?
LHB: (stops crying instantly, wipes his tears and whispers to me) You stay home Amma, then I will also stay with you!
Self: But, I have to tell my office baby!
LHB: Don’t tell them Amma. Just stay home. Don’t tell anybody!
Self: But, but if I don’t tell them, then they will not give me money. And if I don’t get money, how can I buy the Pinata for your 6th birthday??
LHB: Speechless but didn’t cry anymore.
Self: I made a deal  to keep him home on Friday’s, I will tell my office that I have to work from home on Friday to take care of my baby!

Poor chap! Though I felt like a winner handling the situation, my heart melted seeing the poor boy speechless!

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