Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
TO turned 12 recently and barring the beginnings of a slight sprinkling of hair on his upper lip, am seeing very few signs of him growing up per se. There are plusses and minuses to this as can be expected. Let's tackle the minuses first so I can get them out of my system; for... Continue Reading →
The brat is officially a preteen effective yesterday. He's also officially a slightly bigger brat than he was before. I was telling Red that it's as if I gave birth to a Valley Girl instead of a kid living in South India. But am told the rolling eyes, the general disdain for any parental advise... Continue Reading →
TO and Red have their little skirmishes from time to time. It mainly arises from TO growing into his teenhood and Red being the perennial good cop who realises that he can also be the bad cop from time to time instead of punting it to me. This morning's conversation with TO brought to light... Continue Reading →
When two people set off a chain reaction that still has them smiling, facepalming and being gobsmacked with unfailing regularity...
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 →
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 →
My kid rates fairly middling to high on the maintenance scale. As a family am sure we all do. In each others's eyes if nothing else We rate above average on the drama scale too. And not the kind that rates the good drama and invites curtain calls and huge bouquets of roses. This is... Continue Reading →
It's not just in rehab that one prays for serenity. Or even on Seinfeld. Parents frequently pray, atheists and all, for deliverance or the ability to bear with those who we do not understand and want to spank the butts of. This conversation took place just 5 minutes ago: TO storming into my room, "HEY... Continue Reading →
The Offspring (TO) has been introduced to the world of peer pressure. He has met the "popular" kids, met the jocks, met the goody two-shoes and is trying to fit into the whole ecosystem as we speak...erm type. Being of a slightly more touchy disposition, TO is at times inclined to want to change schools... Continue Reading →
Red and I impose parental controls on TO's digital media views and mainly their content. It's not so much to keep him away from profanity (he gets a dose of that when I drive) but also to keep him away from concepts that he may not be able to understand and end up getting freaked... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 