I have been conferred a new title, I said soon after returning from a child’s birthday party.
Well, what’s that? Laughed my husband even as he was digging into his toast making a crackling sound.
You don’t have to make the whole neighbourhood know what you are having for breakfast, I said annoyed.
Not my fault if the toast resembles a rusk, he shot back. O.K.tell me about your new title, he reminded.
Try to guess, I said.
The very fact you are invited to a child’s birthday party proves you haven’t grown up, he teased.
On the other hand it means I am still childlike even at my age, something to be proud of, I boasted.
How old was the birthday girl and other invitees ? He said.
Well as I said they were all children less than ten or so. Does it matter ? I asked.
It does to me because on that basis I can size you up, he said sarcastically .
Aye, I take it as a compliment if someone thinks I can ascend and also descend to any intellectual level which is important to establish wavelength and children are so spontaneous in giving compliments unlike adults, I said recollecting their words .
Why don’t you tell me about your new title, he repeated.
The children previously referred to me as ‘Games aunty’ and now they changed it to’ Happy birthday aunty ,’I said.
That’s better I think .As long as they retain the aunty bit, it’s o.k. he said appearing relieved.
I couldn’t make out what he had in mind!