Sweet temptations

When V came home the other day for lunch, he found the nanny and Mira asleep and Ash watching TV.
"Will you carry me just once, Appa?" Ash asked.
So V lifted him up in his arms.
"Will you lift me up a lil more, higher?" he asked again.
The father did that.
"Will you just walk up to the fridge?"
He did that too.
"What is that box there?"
It happened to be a box of mysore pa sweets, made in ghee and which we had hidden away from his watchful eyes. From the lot we had distributed to friends, neighbours, colleagues to celebrate the new car.
"Can I have a little?" Ash is one person who has been forced to skip most celebrations owing to his diet, and allergies to dairy products, cocoa, wheat etc.
So V broke a little from a piece and gave him. Ash wasnt satisfied until a second helping.
A child who never cared for Indian sweets, cakes, biscuits or non-veg fare now craves even for the bland arrowroot biscuits.

p.s. Gearing up for my one-day weekend which is likely to be filled with the church harvest festival. The kids will have the paternal granpa for company until Wednesday next. The maternal granpa left day before, happy to find them doing well under the loving care of the present nanny.