Kalyan, 100816

August 10, 2016

Tiny little voice, from a fever-flushed face on the sofa, over and over again: “Two wittle dicky birds, sitting on e vol. One is named Peter, one is named Paul. Fly yeway, Peter, fly yeway, Paul! Come back, Peter, come back, Paul!” Me, my heart melting: “Shall I laptop you?” Tiny voice (with great decision): “NO! GO YEWAY!”

Here they are, K1 and K2 in a moment of filial love and sharing (of cream buns which their grandmother bought)