GI stayed over last night. We went to the mall at about noon to get chicken and vegetables. In the afternoon, he roasted the vegetables and baked the chicken for his meals for the coming week.
After the food cooled, he packed them up and prepared to leave. He realised it was still raining and found himself without an umbrella.
When he said he wanted to borrow an umbrella, I assumed he did not want one of the big umbrellas because it would be difficult to handle considering he would also be carrying his food. I gave him two choices -- a small compact umbrella and a brand new Kathmandu commuter umbrella.
Thinking that a smaller umbrella would be easier for him to handle, I held up the compact umbrella and said, "This one is small."
"OK, I'll take this one," GI replied, opting for the compact one after seeing that the Kathmandu umbrella still had the tag attached.
He opens the umbrella then gasps, "Oh! It IS small. This is for ants, Mom!"
"This is for ants," I chuckled and whacked his butt with the small umbrella after we had swapped.
I had never heard of such a thing and GI must've realised that because he sent me this youtube link soon after he left.
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