The story of the monster

“okay Minnie say ‘Appa’!”

“no say ‘Umma’ first.”

“why not ‘Appa’ first?” Jihoon huffed indignantly.

“because you didn’t carry him for nine months and shoot him out of your . Now Minnie, say ‘Umma’.” Hyori went from scary to cute in less than a second.

The 10 month old Changmin just gurgled at his parents. Jihoon and Hyori knew that their youngest son was extremely smart, not something they can say about their older one. Hence they have been in a sort of race to see who is Changmin’s first word. But the little tyke was crafty. He wasn’t saying anything even he could. You could tell from his eyes and the tiny baby smirk he has. He was just enjoying the entertainment he gets when his parents and grandparents are fighting to be the first syllable. He wanted to be entertained longer, or until he gets something out of it. Cunning baby, isn’t he? 

3 year old Yunho watched his parents from his place at the dining table. He didn’t get what his parents were fussing so much about. This had become a usual breakfast routine lately and Yunho didn’t like it one bit. It cut into his precious playtime with his baby brother.

The toddler laughed blatantly when his baby brother hit his father with a spoon square in his face.  Maybe now they will let him play with ‘his’ Minnie. The two adults were slumped over the table in dismay and in a show of melodramatic moping were even making sobbing sounds.

Yunho watched the goings on with interest, while munching on some strawberry jim-jams. When he was down to the last treat, he looked contemplative. After a quick consult with his Barbie(remember that) he jumped of his chair and walked to the white high chair on the other end of the table. He was able to skilfully unlock the chair mechanism and bring his brother down on t