My daughter, Mahirl, didn’t like something that I told her to do or not do.
“Appa, I am going to expel you from my dreams,” she threatened.
“Oh, really! Go ahead.”
“Amma,” she turned to her mom, “I will replace Appa with you.”
My wife was thrilled.
“In my dream last night, Appa was falling off the sofa,” Mahirl said, with an earnest smile. “Now you will fall instead of Appa.”