It’s a hot and sunny Sunday.
Daddy is tinkering with his phone’s camera as an idea hits him straight between
his eyes.
He dials a number from his
mobile and the landline phone rings. (Huh? What’s up, Bro?)
Maggie, who was up until
then content with her toy house springs up and walks as fast as her little feet
could take her. She is laughing all the way. She climbs up the sofa and reaches
out for the phone.
Maggie picks up the phone
and baby talks in a language only understood by babies. (Oh, dear)
The whole family is in
splits but it’s lost on Maggie as she is loving it! (Dear, dear)
Daddy and baby are engaged
in a banter when mummy comes with some curd rice and so daddy continues to play
with Maggie. She baby talks and ma quickly puts a spoonful of food into her
mouth.
Baby unmindful eats it and
baby talks with her daddy. Everybody is laughing now and Maggie understands
why. She’s having the time of her life talking over the phone and they are all
happy for her. (Tsk, tsk)
The food is done and mummy
leaves relieved. (Still more tsk, tsk)
Daddy ends the conversation
and stops talking. Maggie is silent for a few minutes and then she realizes
that she has been duped and then pours her heart out in the wail that follows,
(Oh, dear!) all of which is recorded and uploaded on YouTube. (Dear, dear!)
Big bro comes to her aid. He
phones her and they talk for, what seems like, ages. Maggie is happy and so is bro. Maggie plants
a moist kiss on big bro’s cheeks as they continue to talk. Daddy takes a
picture of the innocent, loving pair at their loving best.
“All’s well that ends well,” as someone once
said.
But, hello, where’s MAGGI?
(Wink, wink)
