Morning as soon as Pranav wakes up, S measures his face with his palm and pretends to be surprised by how he has grown up. Then he proceeds to measure my face with his palm and tells Pranav that Mama’s face has grown taller. Face grown taller! I ran to the mirror to ensure that I was not balding. Once I had confirmed that my hairline was intact, I went and whacked him for how carelessly he spoke. Like the time he argued with me that obsoleted was a word. Much to my dismay, he refused to accept that obsolete was the word in whatever tense you used it. And since then every time he uses a word carelessly or in the wrong context, I announce that the only thing obsoleted is his knowledge of English.