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A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Red and I completed 9 years in our parenting journey. They have been a lot of things but never dull. We were handed a longish and skinny baby who filled out quickly enough and we couldn't stop nom-noming on his cheeks, his nose and all his little limbs. You have never been digustingly mushy and … Continue reading 9
It's been a while since I had a drink. A good one. A nicely made one. When I needed it. When I wanted it. When I longed for it. Wait...are we still talking about the same thing? Some days are long. Some days are LOOOOONG. Everything seems upside down. Or downside up. And not many … Continue reading A Bloody Mary To End The Day
'Paaglaami' is a favorite word of the Bengali people. It means madness. The word paaglaami is derived from one of the uber favorite words of theirs as well..."paagol". This word is never said in a droll, flat manner. Oh no..the word paagol is uttered in a manner which reeks of food being relished and tasted thoroughly … Continue reading Bengali Parents: A Glimpse Into The Paaglaami
The toughest thing I find at times is to explain to MLM what something actually is. Since he lacks the experience and often the vocabulary, it's a bit challenging to think of ways to get him to understand it in a manner that satisfies him or makes sense to him. Some children accept a lot … Continue reading Inconvenient Truths
Ermm...that's a contradiction actually. Nothing does surprise me because a child's mind is SO elastic that it works in ways I can't begin to imagine and wish it didn't. And yet when the unimaginable (for adults) happens it's also a surprise because the offspring chose to do (read destroy) yet another thing in his own … Continue reading Nothing Surprises Me…I’m A Mom!
