Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
TO has learnt the art of being an utter smartass and sneaks it into conversations with a smoothness that by turns annoys me and also makes me laugh. A little while ago, we were doing a round of Q&A about his upcoming swim theory exams and one of the questions was about what to do... Continue Reading →
One of Red's cousins will be visiting us soon and I was telling TO about him. He'll be meeting a brand new set of cousins and an aunt he's not seen before so I was trying to give him some background while we set out for errands this morning. This uncle of his is a... Continue Reading →
TO has a last moment-scheduled cricket match; AGAIN. But we're happy to get up at the butt crack of dawn on our weekend to see our only flesh and blood off for a game with other small humans who will trash talk each other and going by their past record, lose, and come back in... Continue Reading →
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!"
I had a LONG discussion, just before bedtime, with TO about Annabelle. How the whole thing came about, why a doll of all things, how possession takes place, how a possessed item can go on a killing spree and how it was different from Child's Play. Just what every mother wants for her child to... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 