I walked into the bedroom with dried cranberries strewn all over the floor.
"Who did this?" I asked. Somewhat perplexed to see the dried fruits on the floor.
"Dida did it Umi!" she declared with such conviction.
"Dida? Why did Dida do it?" I had to ask.
"Can you please tell Dida not to do it again? This makes Umi very upset you know," I told her trying hard not to laugh.
At 2 years and 7 months she does know whats right and wrong and tries to shift the blame on Dida.
Dida her imaginary friend has been with us for 2/3 months now. I don't know if Dida is the same person as Mongku.
She has shown her imaginary play quite a bit these days. She likes to arrange pillows and imagine it as a car so that she can drive to the strawberry farm to pick strawberries. And she likes to pretend to pick the green strawberries in her imaginative play.
To be a child again.