We woke up very early, as usual and after sending the older kids
to school and cuddling for a while with baba, Yeprad, my 2-year-old and I went
out for our regular walk down Baghramyan street towards our favorite park.
After greeting every single dog, cat and bird, on our way and waving to the
"babik" on his horse (Marshal Baghramyan) at the corner of Proshyan
and mimicking the police car sound effect, we finally entered Lover’s Park. I
was following my little guy quietly, enjoying the peaceful morning when we
approached one of the benches. Suddenly, Yeprad got upset, changing the tone of
his voice, pointing with his finger to something
on the floor and calling it: "amot, amot, badij!"(shame, shame on
you, punish) - Finally I realized that he was pointing at chocolate wrapper on
the floor near the bench and was angry at the people who might have thrown it
on the ground, dirtying "his" park. We usually teach him not to throw
waste on the floor and keep nature clean. His babysitter had also taught him
the word "amot", unfortunately, so he uses it whenever something
bothers him or make him angry:)
