So today, Gnan was a bit too cranky and didnt like being indoors. After almost two hours of a looonnng walk and seeing the cow and calf, I decided to pick him up and get indoors. When I did so, he hit me on my face. I put him on the ground and asked him, 'Gnanu, why did u hit amma?'
He rolled his eyeballs here and there and said 'sorry'. I would have melted in a second, but then I saw his smile that meant 'mummy, I know the magic word!
He knows the right buttons for the right times! Brat.
Just when I thought I got a hang of it, he's learning a few tricks too.
