Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
The word 'turbulent' here refers to the frame of mind of the parents of tweens and not the tweens themselves. Honestly, I can even begin to take a gander at what these self-involved little hoomans are thinking, with half their brains trying to not give into the sociopathy that kids seem to have a blueprint... Continue Reading →
Parenting often comes down to reaching agreements with your offspring in order for lessons to be learnt, set and accepted patterns of behavior to be established and also for those invisible lines to be drawn that help kids know crossing which ones will make the parents go medieval on them. Image courtesy Henry Hustava@UnsplashWhen TO... Continue Reading →
TO had a good time dancing to Shaitaan Ka Saala on New Year's eve but didn't know the name of the song. His Hindi being what it is, half the words just escape him entirely! And when he does utter them, they are so far from where they started out that it's more of a... Continue Reading →
There comes a time in every parent's life (mainly the mothers) where they realise that their child is more like a cartoon character than they previously realized. It's not always a happy realization. Imagine telling yourself, "Crap. I gave birth to Woody Woodpecker." https://youtu.be/A_IDGrKZ0Rs
The year started on a fun enough note. Had plenty of adored people around. There was music. There was dancing. There were hyper kids. Loads of alcohol flowing as well. And lights flashing...the whole shebang! And then we crashed, bleary-eyed, into bed only to be woken up at what seemed like an ungodly hour but... Continue Reading →
Brian Gordon...redefining the reasons we sometimes want to flip our kids off! Note: all images are sourced from the book Fowl Language: Winging It: The Art of Imperfect Parenting by Brian Gordon.
Some people have trouble being cooped up. Even if it isn't in a tiny space and even if they don't suffer from claustrophobia. Take my kid for example...sitting still is a challenge. He'd rather be running his mouth and legs off all at once and flit between shadowing bowling, getting jiggy with it and talking... Continue Reading →
If anyone's ever been tasked with getting their kid out of bed on a Monday morning, especially in winter, will know what that kid would look like as a drunk adult. The lurching, the groaning, the guttural sounds coming from their throat, the near vampire-like sensitivity to light...the whole shebang! You have a mini- facsimile... Continue Reading →
I admit, I should be caffeined up before doing anything pertaining to my child on weekday mornings. Actually that's a good rule of thumb to follow all through now that I look back on the last 10 years. Like every kid on a "winter" morning, he was snuggling deeper under the covers and refusing to... Continue Reading →
Yesterday TO was in a bit of a defiant mood and decided to test the waters by flouting the rules and diktats laid out. I did the only thing that I do when yelling isn't an option; I stopped talking to him. It was quite a bit of a blessed silence for Red am sure.... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 