Today the MLS had to enact the role of a mother to two boys in a small skit. We were quite excited about drapping her in a saree, putting some make up, and the works. She was most excited about putting the nail paint as she loves colour on her nails. She was quite worried [...]
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Being Mommy
Posted in baby, tagged MLS, performance, school on July 29, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Where everyone has a dad
Posted in baby, tagged God, MLS, parents on July 18, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
MLS was telling me something about her day in school when she told me an incident. “Mama, today Ronika madam’s dad called. And I couldn’t stop laughing.” I was a bit worried. What was so funny about it, I asked. She goes on saying, “Madam’s papa called, it was funny.” Her next question was, “How [...]
… And I’m back
Posted in non-baby on July 15, 2011 | 1 Comment »
It’s been one long year, 363 days to be precise from my last post. So I am back having woken up from my deep slumber and laziness. Thanks to blogger Chandni whose blog I read without fail, her recent comment on my last post (which was posted on July 17, 2010) made me pick myself, [...]
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“If I had my child to raise all over again, I’d build self-esteem first, and the house later. I’d finger-paint more, and point the finger less. I would do less correcting and more connecting. I’d take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes. I’d take more hikes and fly more kites. I’d stop playing serious, and seriously play. I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars. I’d do more hugging and less tugging.” ~Diane Loomans, from “If I Had My Child To Raise Over Again”
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