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A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
One of the first things I bought when I got pregnant, was a cot for my baby. It was nice, smooth with rounded edges and had teething shields on both the rails. It worked well when the brat was a teeny-tiny infant and it also worked as a mini-prison of sorts during time outs when... Continue Reading →
The brat got off the school bus with two holes in the school uniform that hadn't been there when he'd got on the bus in the morning. When I asked him (with a slight frost in my voice) he told me that a "Screaming Death" had made the holes. For the uninitiated, a Screaming Death... Continue Reading →
Imagine having to catch an early morning flight. With a 6 year old in tow. First there's the getting up part: which can be smooth as silk or rocky like the mountains depending upon how badly your kid wants to go on the trip. Then comes the incessant babbling about going to the airport through... Continue Reading →
There are days when being a parent seems akin to being a modern-day Sisyphus. Or did I mean Prometheus? Either way it's a (Greek) drama of epic proportions and you end up wishing someone or the other to Hades atleast once. Finit. Posted from WordPress for Android
At this time, if you Google Ahmed the results that will come flying are only about the teenager who was mistaken for a terrorist by a supposedly over-cautious, over-anxious, overzealous school. But it seems to that there are again, two sides to every story. Ahmed Mohamed. Who is he? Just a person of color? A teenager?... Continue Reading →
I can't help but use labels although I don't always like them. But labels help in identifying things, people or events and Kiran Gandhi's running the London Marathon while "free-bleeding" has definitely become an "event" on the internet. Now it might be a knee-jerk reaction to go 'WTF' followed by an "ewww" but I wanted... Continue Reading →
Spent the better part of this morning following the antics of the wild peacocks which live in the large tract of open area opposite our home. Usually I'm all about taking pictures, editing them and then just letting the wild life be; but today was tres interesting mainly because I witnessed some really unusual (for... Continue Reading →
This is how a day with a kid who's home sick is likely to go: Teeth gnashing. Foot stomping. Angst. Frustration. Sleepiness. Annoyance. Howls. Ire. Pouting. Sulking. Swearing (albeit mildly). Refusing to eat. Looking at the world with a jaundiced eye. Growls. Snarls. Roars. Miffed murmurs. And that's all you. What does the kid do?... Continue Reading →
I had another Ah-HA! experience this morning while "attempting" to explain to MLM why something is desirable and why something isn't. People (parenting experts, those whose kids are no longer a pain-in-the-ass and those who are blissfully childless) usually say that it sets a bad example to communicate with a growing child using largely negatives... Continue Reading →
Been visiting my folks back in my hometown. It's kind of become an annual trip during the brat's summer holidays. It's part torture and part relaxation but the fun comes and goes. I say that because the concept of fun not only changes from person to person but sometimes even from day-to-day. One day locking yourself... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 