Counting my blessings

When she comes knocking on the door incessantly while I am using the toilet, pleading “Amma please open door“, a thought crossed my mind: soon the house will be empty and I’d be missing all these little antics. As much as I feel irritated to be interrupted midway of anything, I wouldn’t have it any other way. A little one tugging on my pants while I cook? Well, it’s better than cooking and eating all by myself. I might as well enjoy them now before I start missing them. What an epiphany!

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