Grass
As we sped along the wonderful NH45 from Chennai we kept kuttyma entertained by pointing out sights through the window. The usual cows, goats, dogs which an “American” girl does not get to see on a daily basis.
The cattle grazed in the fields and we mentioned that the cows were eating grass.
Fast forward, 20 minutes,
Me: Kuttyma, what do you want to eat?
She: Grass!
Michelle
November 3, 2011 at 9:34 amHow cute!
pooh
November 2, 2011 at 8:42 pmoh yeah! it is cute now and someday it is going to be a list of embarrassing things!
Lakshmi
November 2, 2011 at 10:31 amLOL ! Kids say the cutest things, don’t they !