Kids Say The Darndest Things!

I took my 5 year old nephew Krtin for an outing with some of my friends on the weekend. Later on we landed up at Bombay Blues restaurant in Bandra. Inspite of being warned a zillion times by my sister-in-law to keep Krtin’s hands off deserts – I was forced to give in. I tried; I really tried to distract him but how could I match up to his excellent tactics of emotional blackmail. And so I bought him a plate of Hot Chocolate Fudge Ice cream.

My nephew with his innocent smile and even more sincere words promised that the Chocolate Fudge secret would just remain between us. Being a gullible fool, I went back home with him, thinking believing that everything was under-control.

Ahhhh! What a fool I had been.

Next morning when mama darling was giving Master Krtin his bath, she popped him a question – “Where did Bhua take you last night?”

Krtin (lost brother of Dennis) laid down his plan of getting off the hook.

“Mama I tell you something” – He started.

“What Krtin?” – Mama asked.

“Mama, you should yell at Bhua” – He urged.

“Why?” – Puzzled mama questioned.

“Bhua forced me to have a Hot Chocolate Fudge Ice cream”.

Na…I could have never thought of this, even at this age.