Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
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 →
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 →
I first got to know about Mothers' Day a few months after landing in US. Suffice to say India of the 80s didn't celebrate moms as a rule. That we do it now is more to do with the influence of various types television shows over the decades. Plus people like their social media timelines... Continue Reading →
This morning started off as most mornings do these days...quietly. Spoke to the bestie who's doing her own lockdown in a different continent and waited for the calm of the morning to be broken once TO got up. And it did. Excuse the segue here but I fail to understand how people can say "bachchey... Continue Reading →
You find toothpaste on the ceiling of your bathroom/top of the shower cubicle and pretty much everywhere but on the toothbrush. You see animal figurines appearing in laundry baskets, inners, the fridge and also the vegetable baskets. The little hooman hides the remote in his school backpack as payback for switching the telly off. There's... Continue Reading →
One massive problem I face about having kids is that you need to filter, moderate, exercise judgement before speaking. It's not enough that your flesh and blood can get under your skin enough to make you throw a hissy fit at the ripe old age of 40 but they bring out the big guns- obstinance... Continue Reading →
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 →
TO and I started 2020's fun segment off with a mother&son movie date. That nachos and cheese popcorn were a part of it goes without saying. And that the dust from the nachos and the cheese from the popcorn don't go without a hard scrubbing; goes without saying also. Now, onto the movie! A lone... 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 →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 