Papa don’t preach

May 4, 2010 · Filed under Husband, kiddos

Like most  other weekdays, I went to pick up my 2.4 year old son from his playschool today and found his face scratched at several places. Learnt from the teacher that he got into a fight with a classmate over some toy and both the boys (pls note: boys) scratched each other. Concerned, I called B and here is the conversation that followed-

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B: yea, tell me

Me: Hi, good time to talk?

B: Haan bolo

me: Ansh fought with a classmate over a toy and they scratched each other

B: Hahahahahaha

me: What makes you laugh?

B: No no, is he alright?

me: Yea, just a few scratches on his face but they look bad

B: Did you the see the other kid, the one he fought with?

me: No I think he had left before I reached but the teacher said they both scratched each other.

B(with extreme regret in his voice): You should have seen the other kid at least..

me (impressed with how concerned he is about the well-being of the other kid): Yea..I should have.. hope he’s not very hurt…

B: No no…not that..I just wanted to know how well is my son capable of scratching.

me: speechless

B: Hahahahahaha…..