Kids With Gadgets- A Closer Look

While TO waits for the laptop to power up, his class links to get posted and before he graces his teachers and classmates with his beatific countenance, he does this:

Mother-Son Bloglet

Snippets from a conversation with TO a few minutes ago:" Why should there be spit in your eyes? If eyes were meant to have spit, they'd be by the side of your mouth and not further up your face!"

The Throwback Blog Post

I know the references to Corona-impacted travel have been overdone, but with no clarity in sight about future travels, modes of recreation etc people are harking back to the good old days. Sadly for some of us they were just a few months ago. Check out my posts on my last trip here and here.... Continue Reading →

The Strategic Mom

Any mother will tell you that manipulation is a bedrock of parenting. Sometimes we manipulate the little rugrats and quite a few times they manipulate us successfully and store that away for future reference of what works on the life-givers. This is what works with T.O quite well: If I need him to do something... Continue Reading →

The Saga Of A Little Boy

Once upon a time, there was a little boy. He was a bit scrawny when he was born but he put on weight and filled out and got himself some plump little cheeks, arms and legs and gurgled all day long. He was a happy little boy and made his parents very happy too! Except... Continue Reading →

The Nostalgic Post

I wrote about being nostalgic in this morning's post and this is the follow-on one. It doesn't take a Freud to know that ever since my movement have become restricted to all things essentials, I've been dreaming (day and night-kinds) about open roads, travelling...the whole shebang. We had to cancel our annual summer break road... Continue Reading →

Of Nostalgia and Nosebleeds

Yesterday TO just semi-yelled out, "Oh darnit!" and I peeked out of the kitchen to see that the child had a nosebleed out of the blue! Since we are partial to him retaining his blood inside his body, Red and I rushed to see what the reason was. The child in question wasn't terribly worried... Continue Reading →

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