Me: Shreyu, get down else Nana will be tired. 

Shreyu: No Mamma. 

Me: NOW..

Shreyu *little hurt*: But Mamma, Nana won't be tired.

Me: And why?

Shreyu: Because he is my super man.

Me: O Yeah Baby. Mine too 

And needless to say..our big boy came all the way home in Nana's godi. May be thats why grand parents are called GRAND parents..