I have never seen an elephant fly....

Pucha is a charmer. He looked me in the eye and began his song " I have never seen an elephant fly" with his small hands and fingers fluttering in the air for emphasis. Small, testosterone filled( as Mimi likes to put it )and brimming with enthusiasm, Pucha truly makes me want to catch the sunbeam and watch elephants fly. Innocence written all over him, he once told me, " mama, I am shy till I don't meet anyone and when I do meet them, I am shy no more." It sounded a bit like the ' betty bought a bit of butter' part except what he told me made a lot of sense to me. He has a strange way with words. All kids do. They are mavericks and they can leave you spellbound by their view of the world. Another time, he yelped"There are eggs in my leg! Take them off please!" after seeing mosquito bites which actually did look like baby eggs if you looked at them in an artistic way(whatever that means).
His sister, one year older and oh! so much wiser advices him on dealing with life and its complexities. One day, travelling by car, the kids were eating kurkure(a very spicy snack) when they realised that the water had gotten over. Pucha , at that moment could be mistaken for a dog with his tongue hanging out and body rolling in all directions ,flustered and desperately in need of water. His guru turned to him and simply said " Pucha, it is no use sticking out your tongue when you want water and there isn't any. Just concentrate. Sit still. Let your mouth fill with water (saliva)and swallow.The hot feeling will go away. Then you can eat more kurkure". The advice worked like a charm. I sat in the front seat astounded by her logic. Guru has another line these days" I want to tell you something but I don't have all the words to explain it to you!" Did a fly just buzz into my open mouth? All said and done, I have never seen an elephant fly but I have seen mothers being zapped down by their kids' talks.