While TV and I were getting ready to go out today, something really funny happened.
As usual, I got ready, got TV ready and I was packing some snack for her in the kitchen. While I was doing that, TV -busy as usual- was running all over the house - into her room, our study, bedroom.
She is a chatter-box and has an uncanny way of giving a commentary of whatever she's doing. So I could hear from the kitchen, my little walkie-talkie in action.
'TV chhotti (little) bag'
'TV chootta (little) shone (phone)'
By the time I was done, I realised that my little one had packed her own bag with the 'most important' items just the way I do.