When I picked up Ashwin after school yesterday, I told him that I had enrolled him for year1 for next year. He seemed a bit worried.
Amma, do you know that when I go to very big school, I will be LIVING in my school?
Why? I asked him. Because that’s what you did!
When I could stop laughing, I told him that he had a good 12 years to go for that. And by then, it won’t be such a bad thing.
But I love you and Divya a lot, he replied. I want to live with you forever.
I assured him that after 12 years, if he still felt that way, he could live with me, or perhaps I could also live with him in school if he prefers. He seemed pensive for a while and then said:
Can I think about it and tell you after 12 years?