All Girls are SISSY.....

Dear Baby....
I still remember the day....when you had caught daddy unawares with his usually so downright comments that he still bites his tongue every time he thinks about it....Daddy was reading his Morning newspaper with You beside him (you followed him like a pet dog when he was home ...into the garden ...or...waiting outside the bathroom till he finished....U acted as if you owned him day in day out...and guess what?... he seemed to adore it I guess....though he never verbally agreed to it.) busy playing with your stuff toys...yellow duckling and Mickey mouse when a sudden realization enlightened you..and u were out with it instantly...

"DADDY....what is Mickey's girlfriend's name? "

He seemed to be in a fix... almost giving a visual groan while his eyes frantically searched for some hint looking at me...but obviously wouldn't let you know that...He knew you actually worshipped the ground he tread on...Yippee a sight for the sore eye Daddy actually looks wary!!!!

So he came up with the spontaneous answer....."Hey..u dunno??? It's Sissy..."(i Almost laughed out aloud visualising the cartoon network team's alarm in trying to baptise Minnie to Sissy...) and sat back uncomfortably with the newspaper waiting for an uproar...but not for long...

You actually looked up at him your lips pursed in contempt and answered "No!!! Its Minnie!!!! Daddy..."
"NO? ...Oh Okay...u knew it all the time.... but what difference does it make?" was his wary reply...
"No its not the same!!!" u reply back
"Yes it Is" he insists..
"Why?" u retort back
"Because all girls are sissies..." he replies with an uncomfortable sigh..
"But I am Aastha...not sissy..." u blurt out confused face puckered into a frown...

"But you are not ANY girl...darling...U r MY baby" he tries to correct himself at a loss of words...
U revel under the compliment....Glowing (TOUCHE) u kiss him...and he smiles relieved...

Again u come up with it....
"Daddy....what does sissy mean?"
Groan!!!! Not again...he clears his throat "Ahem...it means" gulp..."it means..."
"yes Daddy...i am listening" you prompt
"Well it means....sissy.." he whispers looking from the corner of his eye making sure i am not listening...
"But..." U don't let go easily.

I was in splits...my sides aching with controlled laughter....
"NO" I reply laughing silently and very gently explained what it meant...(while daddy very conveniently slipped off to take a bath....obviously gasping with relief ,giving me grateful look and a 'Thank U'!!!)
Love u Sweetie pie...