Innocence - at it's best

If you've been sticking around my blog for quite sometime, then you know the kid in the picture. He's my dear Kashyap, my manager's son. He's now three yrs old n jus started going to some nursery. And he's one of the main reasons why I'm still in Bahrain, even though I hate this place. Am some what addicted to this guy. If I don't see him at least once in a couple of days or if I don't take him out for his chocolate shopping, I feel a void in my life. This post is about one of those incidents which made me addicted to him. This took place three nights back.
This kid got an invitation from a neighbor for a b'day party. When I went to his house on usual outings, he showed that to me and was excited abt the party as it was in McDonald's, his favorite hangout. Then I asked him(we both call each other "Uncle"), "Uncle, will you take me too?". He said he'll take me too along with him.
After that, I was not able to meet this kid for a couple of days. On the third day, I brought him to my house and we started playing our usual games while watching "Tom n Jerry" on DVD. Suddenly, I started crying(acting).
Kashyap(in his usual childish tone): "Unkal, y r u crying?"
Me: "U told me that u'll take me to McDonald's and u went without taking me".
I applied some water on my eyes(without his knowledge) and covered my eyes with my hands and started crying loud now.
K : "No unkal, don't cry. See Tommy fell down".
I didn't stop my acting
K then kept his little hands on mine, removed my hands and started wiping off my tears(water).
K : "Don't cry, unkal. I'll take u tomorrow. I'll tell to Daddy after going home to take u".
I was spell bound on seeing this act from a three-yr-old kid whom I carried on my shoulder(n still carry) for abt 2 yrs. Surely, this is innocence at its best.
Now, I understood the joy of the parenting. God, I can't wait to get married and have a couple of kids.