I burnt my index finger on the incense stick my Amma was holding today. It stung a while and I howled. But Amma quickly applied a soothing cream on my finger.
I was angry with Amma for letting my finger be burnt, but I suppose I cannot hold her responsible for my actions. After all, I chose to touch the incense stick.
So after frowning at her all the while while she changed my wet napkin, I decided to bestow her with my million dollar four-toothed smile.
And then, it was back to my play. The rattler I had for my snack tasted really good!
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