So this is what our kitchen looks like now.
Well, narrow escape...mom put some yucky stuff to cook (for me ofcourse, something she calls dahl-eyah)and then took me for my bath.
But while giving me my bath she smelled something fishy...or rather.. a fish being cooked!
so she called the maid...and YIKES! the kitchen was on FIRE!!!
The maid fortunately had the presence of mind to put the fire out, I didnt have to step in and put my super-peeing-power to use.
But there was smoke everywhere, turns out the gas hose was cracked at the mouth and the gas leaked out, fortunately the damage wasnt much and we all escaped unhurt.
Alhamdulillah.
Mom got a BIG lecture from daddy on being careless while cooking...you see she has been guilty of burning a pan or two in the past....down to a crisp!
Mom strikes part 2.
Look what she did to me...all i did was rub her lipstick on the floor tiles and the wall...and maybe mess up some of that powdery stuff.
And ya rubbed those tiny soft brushes in the crack of the wall...just innocent cute fun.
and look what she did!
Now she says she will put this pic in my passport!
But inspite of all that I love her from the bootom of my heart, my knee, my bum...everywhere.
Happy mother's day mommy.
