Hrit and Naisha were asked to come to school in their night suits today. I put out a pair of pajamas for Naisha but, predictably enough, she wanted to wear a nightie. Unfortunately there wasn’t a clean nightie that she could wear to school. So in a bid to pacify her I said ‘It’s a pajama party so you’re supposed to wear a pajama, not a nightie.’ I’d barely finished talking when I hear a wail from the other end. I’d completely forgotten Hrit’s nightsuit was a T shirt with shorts, not pajamas. There he was bawling his eyes out because ‘it’s a pajama party and I don’t have a pajama to wear’.
Two good!
I’m glad I have two of them when:
- They take turns making funny sounds to make each other laugh
- They talk to each other in gibberish
- They wake up in the morning and come out of the bedroom holding hands
- They clink their lollipops and say ‘cheers’
- Hrit consoles Naisha saying ‘Main hoon na’ when she cries while going to school