The upcoming feminist in the family

Junior:Can women do all the things that men do daddy?
Me: yes Chellam..
 Junior: police woman , fire man, ?
Me: of course chellam
Junior: can men do Balet dance?
Me: (that stumped look)

Her parents are very old daddy!

me to Mr.X : can your fiancee cook?
junior: yes(loudly)
everyone: why?
junior: smiles naughtily
me: tell us
junior: nods no
me: please
junior: (silently on my ears)..because her parents are old daddy! I have met them and they are very old..

Do we have holes in our head daddy?

While watching a movie on TV..

Junior: do we have holes in our head daddy?

Me: no Chellam..but why?

Junior: then how does the hair grow?

Me: We have pores in our head Chellam..

Junior: pores? What are they?

Me: they are small holes kutty..

Junior: that is what I told daddy..we have holes in our heads..

Me: oh okay!  

Pillow fights are for sleepovers only!

On a Saturday morning, I and Kutty were lounging in the bedroom.

I proposed to kutty for a game of pillow fight.

Kutty retorted with "pillow fights are for sleep overs only appa"

I said, "sleepovers"?.

Then I googled about it..

Junior's: mummy, you are the best!

junior: mummy, love you so much!
mummy: love you too Chellam!
me: meh?
me: why don't I get these hugs and kisses?
junior:... because mummy is the best!
me: meh?
mummy: hahaha!
me: why Chellam, why?
junior: because mummy does not have a beard! and...that does not hurt! mummy is soft! 

Junior’s: 18 till I die

Junior plays the favorites album on my Amazon Music and dances to the rock songs. 

18 Till I die by Bryan Adams is playing.

Junior: Daddy, what is that? 18 and I die?

Me: !

Junior: Daddy, what does he mean?

Me: !

Junior: Will he die when he is 18 daddy?

Me: !

Junior: How will he die daddy?

Me: !

Junior: daddy! Will he live only till 18?

Me: !

Junior: Can I see the video of this song daddy?

I am the mummy had a hearty laugh at her curiosity and how children perceive the adult world.

Junior's: The sleep conundrum!

Midnight, in the bed:

Mummy: zzzzzz!

Daddy: zzzzzz!

Junior: twisting and turning in bed and singing her favourite tune..

Irate daddy: why are you not asleep?

Junior: I am not tired daddy..

Morning 9, in the car to school :

School bags packed, pupil showered, pupil dressed

Junior: zzzzz!

Irate/confused daddy: why are you so sleepy chellam?

Junior: I am so tired daddy!