My daughter and me, actually make that my daughter, she blabbers away to glory when we hit the bed. I am sure she wants to stay awake as long as possible. But she is usaully telling me stories from her day and I don't stop her. I love to hear them. Very seriously she asked me ...... Amma, how old were you when you were 12 years old ?? I burst out laughing and said DUH....I was 12 deary ! I have been pulling her leg ever since :)
She then explained that she wanted to find out what grade I was in when I was 12. Anyway we had a good laugh and went to bed happy and peaceful. The best part of my day, has to be holding her and sleeping.
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This reminds me of my little one. My daughter thinks that I will become baby when she grows old & then she will drop me to the school.
Thanks Raghavendra for stopping by. Daughters are the best !
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