Rahul’s taken to gagging when we feed him something he doesn’t like. He got very good at it during his stomach infection last month and was given dire warnings to cease and desist or else.
He hasn’t tried it with me but when he went to spend the weekend with Ma on Friday, he did it again. She told me she tried to feed him “motorshoot” (matarshuti aka peas) and he gagged, scaring her.
I turned on him, ready for murder and mayhem and he decided not to whine his way out of this one. He thought for a few moments, came and stood cozeningly next to me and said (very sweetly), “Ami motorshoot khai na, ami aador khai.” (I take love, not peas.)
Seriously, what would you have done?
I grinned and hugged him. Bah.