India - pre departure (Grandma & grandson)

Ryan's comfort zone - a cardboard box

This morning as I was going downstairs with my “food bag” to India, Ryan came out from his room after his shower, and asked to be walked down the stairs. Grandma and grandson had a classic conversation as we held hands and walked down the stairs

Ryan : Popo, just now where were you?
Grandma : Downstairs loh
Ryan : What you doing downstairs?
Grandma : Popo doing packing
Ryan : Go where?
Grandma : India loh
Ryan : AGAIN! (with a drag in his voice)

Minutes later …..

Ryan : Popo, what is this?
Grandma : Ikan bilis (anchovies)
Ryan : For what?
Grandma : Make soup loh
Ryan : Popo, India got no cups and spoon. You better bring your own, (what gave him the idea that India is so backward)

He ran to the kitchen to tell and ask his mummy to get Popo a cup and spoon. Mummy hinted that soup should be taken from a bowl but he insisted it’s from a cup. We adjourned back to the living hall where Ryan sat down and posed me this question

Ryan : Popo, you go to India to sit like this ah ? (in a meditative pose)

How on earth does a 3 year old boy know that his grandma goes to India to sit like this? I thought mummy must have told him that in answer to his many questions but mummy vouched she had never made any mention before.

I await more questions from Ryan from now to my departure.