..no matter who, how, when and what the exact words are…
Son never ever wants his father to wash his bum after potty. Yes, wash bum, we Indians, I have to say proudly, wash our bum with water after the poo. Wiping is not our way. A wipe will never do for us. Nope sir, no, nahi, Wipe? I mean, I cannot fathom how does that is called a clean bum.
Nevermind, don’t tell me.
How is all this related to a compliment?
Patience is a virtue and am getting there. Read on. I have a feeble mind, get’s high with just any good words coming my way.
Son always wants me during his potty time. It’s a sort of compliment for a mother but not for this post.
Yesterday, as usual, he was busy prattling when sitting on the commode, I asked why he won’t let his papa wash his bum, why only me?
Because, mummy, you are thin and slim like my POTTY.
And, here comes the blush!
Wait, he compared me to potty? Ewwwww! Yuk!
Hey, wait, he said – thin and slim. Lemme highlight that – thin and slim.
That’s my boy! I can wash his bum forever, and ever, and ever.