We just got you a short haircut as the weather was getting hotter each day. I bought you a packet of horlicks as you were thirsty and I did not bring your water bottle. When we were back home, you had not finished your horlicks and I asked if you could share this with me. Your reply was "This one already has my saliva, I cannot pass my saliva to you..."
Our lesson on hygiene has sunk in...
We put the remaining drink in the kitchen while you took your bath... and we forgot about the drink totally until... You woke up from your nap, hours later, saying "I forgot my drink..." I was confused and could not connect to the packet of horlicks till you pointed it out at the kitchen. I told you that it would have been spoiled after such a long while... and you started crying "My horlicks is 'died'..."
I made a new horlicks drink for you, but you commented that the one bought from the coffee shop is preferred over this...
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