Another year, another cake and more food for thought!
Meanie Mommy recommends pretending to be seriously and totally grossed out when your offspring threatens to pour slime on your ankles and legs. The child will pour and rub like a zealous slime-pourer and rubber and you will get a lovely little massage from those soft little hands. Accompanied by wicked cackles from a munchkin... Continue Reading →
Saturday Bloglet
When your ever-active 7 year-old starts imitating Woody Woodpecker's laugh before the caffeine has infiltrated your bloodstream and you think he sounds like a cross between a constipated horse and a psychotic clown.
The Shackles of Empowerment
After publishing my post last evening, I was thinking about how things are in the world around me these days and I can't help but think of women and how some lives are changing every day and others might be stuck in a different era for all the changes they have been exposed to. While... Continue Reading →
Have Teeth, Will Eat
It's no secret am a foodie. It's also no secret Red thinks I can and do eat pretty much everything under the sun. We go to the gym on different days and whoever is home makes the protein shake for the other individual to save time etc. Now Red gets creative every now and then... Continue Reading →
The Day Of Lurve
I didn't know about Valentine's Day till I was in elementary school in the US. It didn't mean much once I came back to India. Well it still doesn't mean much because I've only celebrated it about a handful times in my adult life. The husband isn't the roses (red or otherwise)and candy kinda guy.... Continue Reading →
Many kids sleep clutching a teddy bear, plush toys and even a blankie. Mine sleeps with dinosaur figurines under his pillow and a wooden alligator/croc in his arms. God I love that kid when he's sleeping! That's how we roll!
Snake, Rattle&Roll
The perils of getting a printer.
United We Stand…We Don’t Divide
That's right! In our home division has little role to play. Not because we're excessively cohesive as a family but simply because MLM doesn't like to do division. *rolls eyes heavenward* I've recently realized my folly in asking in why... Continue Reading →
Wash, Rinse, Repeat
My life with MLM of late as been like this- Me@6:15 am: Get up baby, it's time for school. (Gives loads of kisses and tousles the porcupine hair, sticking up everywhere because of static) MLM: answering by snores. Me (shaking him gently): get up (followed up all sorts of oddly named endearments). MLM: IdonwannaIissleepyIwant.....trailing off... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 