Skip to main content

Posts

A Saturday Morning Conversation

  I do not disagree with people who say that we must try our best to engage in conversations with our toddler kids. But let me give you a disclaimer : Sometimes, while doing that, you might find yourself at the far edge of sanity! ONE SATURDAY MORNING... I was running a list in my mind of things to be done that weekend. Me  : "Shall we book the flights tickets for December now?" Hubby  : "Yes. When should we go?" Me  : "Uh, I think..." J  : "Anita stays in Rainbow Towers!" This out of the blue ‘interesting’ fact was not of any relevance at that moment. Still, both of us acknowledged it with a halfhearted smile. Apparently, that was not enough. J  : "Papaaaaa! I said that my friend, Anita, stays in Rainbow Towers!" Hubby  : "Uh, okay. I did not know that." (With an expression saying ‘what did I miss’!) Me  (gesturing him to attend to his oldest girl first!) : "I think 24th should be good. Their holidays begin then. Cheapes...

My Love Hate Relationship With The Pacifier

Mostly all parents, before they have become parents, list their commandments on the dos and don'ts of how they would raise their kids.  My experience - There is all possibility of at least one being broken. Here is an example.. They have not named it as 'pacifier' or 'soother' for no reason. In fact, it should be called 'The Pacifier'.  Reason   : It soothes the crying baby for sure but it actually 'pacifies' the miserable parents too who try every possible move known to mankind to make their wailing babies quiet. When my older one was born, almost every infant around me was a proud owner of at least one of the kinds. Given the overwhelming variety in consumer goods available, I first could not believe that something like a pacifier can have so many avatars . There is a glow in the dark type to make the hunt easier in the dark. Then there is a type with Marilyn Monroe like lips or Charlie Chaplin like moustache. Some, even personalized with the baby’...

On My Way To The Washroom..

  " Things get easier for parents as children grow older " - A debatable statement, I would say. But I can at least guarantee that things like relieving one's self, as and when one wishes, definitely gets easier! Well, let me explain this with an eight year old tale...  With two chirpy toddlers in the house, I have manipulated my body to send me to pee at strategic time slots. It still takes a lot of heart to leave them without an adult around for two whole minutes. But when my boastful master minding of self scheduled pee visits fail me, that walk to the washroom and back is no less than playing  kabaddi!  Interested in details?  The toddlers broke over a fight for a couple of dolls.  (Mind you, same colour, same size and same date of purchase from the same shop at the same time. Can someone please throw light on the non existent reason of that fight? ) I somehow managed to make them call a truce. Unlike every other day, I had to pee at this time of the af...