Brat sitting on bed with mamma, and being fed dinner. Fed for the simple reason that the menu comprised fish curry and mamma, being paranoid mamma is convinced that the brat will down a big huge fish bone even if mamma has mish mashed the entire fish piece to pulverised pulp. Brat opens mouth like them baby birds, while Cruella de Ville Mamma thumbs it up on the Blackberry.
"Mamma, Aaaaaa," says brat irritably. "Mai Moud iz empty. Why you not feeding me?"
Said with a huge frown creasing his face.
Mamma apologised abjectly and shovelled a morsel, duly mashed and triple checked for the presence of any errant fish thorns, etc. Brat masticated morsel placidly while watching Bhen 10 Alien Fource, and occasionally slamming on his omnitrix watch on the wrist in solidarity with Ben Tennyson, in the new green sports jacket, turning into newer alien lifeforms that mamma knows she must now be prepared to fork out good hard cash or credit card slips to accumulate action figures of, most of which will be unfailingly dismembered within their first day of living as part of the household.
The brat then looked up. "Mamma, kuch smell aa rahi hain!" wrinkling his pug nose and sniffing away furiously. Mamma sniffed too, but her nose isnt so fine tuned to pick up finer aromas and is known to slather on enough perfume to anaesthesize a herd of elephants. She sniffed said fish from the plate in her hands for any sign of obvious decay or spoiling but found none. "No smell love, maybe its coming from the creek in front."
Next morsel shovelled into mouth, and the brat lifted his head once again. "Mamma, ek sound aa rahi hai. Suno, tarrr, tarrr."
Mamma felt the mattress beneath her vibrate a bit, and realisation dawned. The brat threw himself on the bed and rolled around chortling, "I did a paadh. I did a paadh."
Yup. Su su, potty and paadh are current favourite items to bring on bouts of hilarity. And are used interchangable with abuse amongst fellow three footers in the park. As for mamma, she knows Pappa will be proud of the chip off the old block.
5 opinions:
hahahahaha! whats with kids and toiler humour! or men and them if i may say so!
cubby already makes ridiculous faces while doing potty and expects us to laugh! geez!
cheers!
abha
hahahahhaa..hahahhaha what was mamma's reaction?
hilarious! serously what was mama's reaction? Are u supposed to laugh or gross out? :D
My mom was also very paranoid about fish bones, and that paranoia she passed onto me unfortunately, at 27 i still take hours to eat a tiny portion of fish :(
well my brat is as you told me pretty much emulating yours and even as a two month old making the dad very proud with his loud farts followed by a chortle...i die a thousand deaths every day.
Abha: Indulge him. Soon he'll be a beeg boy and want to shut the door and do his potty.
Mimi: Mamma laughed.
Ludwig: Laughing is simpler. Grossing out makes the action get repeated and amplified.
Aneela: Dont bother. It comes with the male territory.
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