And this week, the BB, took the car keys, something he usually does, but only that this time he was still inside the car, when we pulled into the garage, and as soon as the GP was out of the car, he locked it. What followed was a calm GP trying to tell him to unlock it, me being super cool, and offering to just go and get the spare sets from home, the GP, telling me not to, so that the BB learns to unlock it and so on and so forth. And in all of this, my BB got too flustered and confused to actually understand what was going on, and just could not unlock the doors. Fortunately the incident happened in the garage, and I could run in to fetch the spare keys. All was well again soon. Most importantly the GP learnt his lesson, not to hand over the keys till the love of his life is safely out of the car. I thanked my lucky stars that it happened after we reached home, and not before. Had it happened at the mall, I would have freaked out beyond measure.
PS - Why are boys so so so completely obsessed with cars, in any, and I mean absolutely any available form? No one ever introduced the BB formally to them. His head turns whenever he hears a bike gunning down the road, and he follows it, till it gets out of sight. What is it with boys and wheels, really, some form of hard-coding?
Addendum - Sunday evening, led us to a park, on our way back from weekend groceries. It was fun, because besides the kiddie play area, this was a huge place, with plenty of running space. There were a lot of families out, it being Sunday evening. And besides the usual swing-n-slide routine, we did a lot of running around too, and hence it was fun. I soaked in the lush green all around. The BB loved being in the new place, and this what struck me the most. All of a sudden he stopped at a place and said photuuuuuus (photos), stood there and did a lot of his pretend clicking. Surprising that he realises, new beautiful places usually means clicking them. The GP and I were quite surprised. And leaving you with some shots from my the park, done with my phone.