Quesadilla

This happened last Thursday. Ankur was on travel that day, so the onus was upon me to pick up the kids from their respective daycares, bathe and feed them, etc. till she returned.

Now, from our past experience, we have figured out that it's imperative that whoever is picking up Diya needs to carry some snacks for her to eat as soon as she gets in the car. Else, by the time she reaches home, usually hell breaks loose!

Well, as Murphy's law rules our lives, I simply forgot to carry a snack for Diya that day. And, as soon as I picked up Diya from her daycare (after picking up Aadi), she asked, "Baba, what did you get for me to eat?"

I realized that I goofed up, but I quickly recovered saying that, "I have some delicious quesadilla (pronounced as kay-si-di-aa) at home (leftover from my lunch at Chillies). They are yummy, and you can eat them as soon as we reach home. It's a little bet messy to eat, so I didn't bring those in the car!"

Hearing that Diya asked me, "Baba, do I have to guess that?"

I couldn't make sense of what she was saying, and so I asked, "Why do you think you need to guess that? I already told you it's quesadilla."

Diya nonchalantly remarked, "But Baba, didn't you say it is 'Guess-It-Diya' ? So, now I have to guess it before eating!"

I held my breath for 30 sec so that I didn't burst into laughter! :)