So toddler A has a lot of toys. Some for playing, some for throwing, some for lending, some to play during bathing, and some to get fed. The common toys for all the lists are his super hero toys, he feeds them, gives them a bath and throws them in the air (and tell us the heroes are flying). basically, his get-any-work-done toys.
This one weekend, A had gone to the playground with the big A, and i cleaned up all his toys. After coming back, he was so dirty , the big A took him to give him a bath. Immedietely the request ‘ Papa, gimme my superheroes please’.
He rushed to the playroom and started searching. He found one, but the other two he coudlnt find (because i cleaned up, remember). I was in the kitchen, so he casually went to the bathroom with one toy, and told A ‘ Addu, i got u one super hero. The other two are rescuing the world now, so they cannot take a bath with you.’.
Yup. +1 to the husband.
World..through my eyes! 