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Special Delivery From My Boys

Dear Mummy


Pehle toh yaar (as you like to say) let us tell you that you are the best! Also you are funny; so funny that we end up spluttering our juice every single time you say or do something funny. Like remember that time you enacted the Gruffalo for us and ended up saying Mummylo instead? It made us laugh like crazy. So yes pleaaaaaaseeee keep being funny as it really really really makes us laugh.


Now onto something serious. We know that you are secretly feeding us vegetables. We had a huge doubt when you started serving us green dal and pink dal. Some days we play along but on others it’s just too much to swallow! What was that slimy dosa you gave us that day? Please don’t tell us you put that scary looking vegetable in it?! What do you call it again ? Ladyfinger? See mummy the name itself is dodgy (your favourite word, see?) so yes we have our limits you know. And no don’t even think about it- Bribes will NOT work. That Halloween, we mean Ladyfinger dosa is worth nothing. Nothing We greatly doubt it making us “big and strong”.

 

Speaking of dodgy, what are you typing on your phone all the time? Are you writing again mummy? Write, write, write your book, Write it everyday….Properly, properly , properly, properly, Write it everydayyyyyy!! Mummmyyyy listen to us! See there you go again , tap tap tap!  

  

Oh before we forget , we really love playing with you. Tea parties, Lego, board games and magnetic tiles are our most favourite. We always end up bickering with each other but honestly it’s nothing serious. After all that nautanki you keep referring to all the time runs in our blood doesn’t it? No we are not blaming you….hahaha. Ok, ok let us tell you about something that will instantly make you smile…Books!


Yes mummy, we love books and we love them more because you read to us. We have so much fun listening to you when you read in different voices, ask us what we think about the story and encourage us to share with you our favourite characters. 

We still remember how you became the ‘witch’ in Room On The Broom. Au naturale we must say! Hahaha joking, joking!


We know we don’t do this often but we enjoy our walks in the woods. You always let us hunt for bugs and insects, chase butterflies and collect sticks and leaves. We love this very much Mummy! One day we will bring a bug house home ok? Ok? Mummy…Mummy? Mummy? Mummy? Did you run away already? It’s not here yet! Hahaha 


Love you veryyyy very much 


Your cheeky monkeys 


Little R & Baby

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