How Much Is Enough?

This transpired at home, on a lazy afternoon …

Papa: Pumpkin, do you know how much I love you?
Pumpkin: Tell me

Papa: From here till Ghatkopar! 
(Regular readers may recall how much that meant, once upon a time)

Pumpkin: That’s nothing.

Papa: Why?
Pumpkin: I love you from here till North America and South America!!!

A few days after posting this, Pumpkin came up with yet another interpretation :

“You know where Nikhil and Naomi stay?  Where it snows? 
Till there, I love you!” 

(Nikhil and Naomi are children of a good friend of mine, who lives in Sweden) 

 
Photographic Memories

We’d bought Pumpkin a toy camera that was actually a viewfinder with images stored within it.  Each time you clicked the “shutter release”, it rotated a new picture in view, from one of the several Barbie pics – all Pumpkin’s favourite.

For the first few days, Pumpkin was busy pretending to shoot photographs of her mommie and showing her how nicely the result had turned out.  One day, I couldn’t resist asking her why she does not shoot any pics of me.  Here’s what she said in reply…

I can’t do that, Papa.  You need to bring me a “Ben10” camera for that.  Otherwise, all your photos will become girlie photos that look like Barbie!

Pumpkin is all of five and a half years old, at this time…