My daughter is 10 years and my son is 8 years . There was a small bucket of water , my dad was in bathroom, waiting for water. My kids were struggling who will carry that .
I said “ Don’t fight kids. Priya you carry that bucket, you are big girl right ? “
Her face was shining with pride. She smiled at me and made faces at her brother and carried that bucket.
We were going out, only kids were left behind.
I called them to say bye.
“ Listen kids . We are going out. Be safe. Arjun , you should take care of your sister. We leave her in your trust “
He smiled and went to play, but my daughter face fell.
She asked innocently “ Am I not your big girl now dad ? Why can’t I take care of my little brother ?”
I started to answer but “ No what I meant is ..”
I thought about it and sighed. She was right !
PS: small imaginary story