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Wednesday Words – Playing Mom

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My Kids love role playing, but it’s always hard to catch them in action. Remember they are smarter than me. 😕

Playing Mom, Abhishek, Tisha, Otu, Renne — Playing Mom

Yesterday was different. I had a Spy. 😈

Everytime they are playing in their room, and I would happen to visit, they will go completely quiet on me. You must think that they are scared of me??? Nope. Not in any dimension, of any world. 🙄

They use to enact me. My every word, every move. That’s why they go quiet with a sheepish smile on their face. Specially Otu. He repeats every word coming out of my mouth, with the same tone, like making a joke of me. Devil!!! The moment I’ll come out of their play room, they will laugh out loud, as if they have succeeded in their small mission of hiding their naughty plans from me. 😐

Coming to yesterday’s events. My Spy…. Yes, I was coming to that. My dear Hubby. He obliged me this time, by intruding into the enemy lines and bringing me back, important strategic information from across the border. 😉

These were the observations….

Tisha: Boys (talking to her two naughty brothers), sit properly. Renne, don’t move.

Renne: Okay.

Otu: OK. Mamma.

(OMG, Tisha was playing MOM. Tisha was playing Me.) 😆

Tisha: Boys. Mamma is cooking food. Don’t cry. Renne, what do you want?

Renne: Chicken.

Tisha. Otu, what do you want?

Otu: (long pause) Egg. No. Ice cream. 🙂

Tisha: Ok, baby. (seeing her Papa also sitting in the corner), boys, I am making tea for your Papa. Okay Boys…. Renne….. sit properly.

Swirls water in her glass, and serve tea to Papa and boys. Papa Happy.

Papa so proud, as if telling me, look my daughter makes tea better than you. 😎

Tisha: Ok boys, get ready. Pick up your bag. Go to school.

Boys obediently took their bags. Stock it up with all the toys they found lying around.

Otu, Renne: Bbye Mamma (to Tisha).

Tisha: Bye baby. Bye. I love you. See you soon.

Playing Mom, Renne Singh, Otu Singh, Tisha Singh — Playing Mom

If you are thinking, Oh! how cute. How sweet?? How nice your kids are???

This sweetness is all for role play. Once real food is served, you won’t find a single one of them, sitting peacefully at one place, including their father. 😛

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Thursday Treats – Crocheted Turtle Bag

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My kids are fan of ‘Sammy’s Adventures‘, and ‘ A Turtle’s Tale‘. Specially, Otu, my two year old boy. Every time of day, he is just interested in playing with a baby turtle toy. 🙄

Crocheted Turtle Bag, Renne singh, Abhishek Singh, Otu Singh — Renne carrying Turtle Bag. Otu declined to take a photograph 😦

So, this one is specially for him.

Do you know that a Turtle’s shell is called ‘carapace’, but they also have a lower shell called ‘plastron‘?
Do you know that Turtles have existed for around 215 million years? Phew!!!
Do you know that Turtles don’t have Ears, but for sure they can hear?
Do you know that just like us, Turtles also have their favorite colors?

Enough Turtle tattle, now I would like to revisit, ‘A Turtle’s Tale‘. I love Baby Turtles too. 😀

Kids and Me

Frolic Friday – Kids Are Smart Enough To Fool Me

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We wait to hear our kids speak, and everytime they do, they mesmerize us with their innocent words. But just wait till they are smart enough to manipulate you with their cute looks and smart words. 😛

Two days back when my hubby was trying to make kids sleep, Renne was not in the mood to give up easily. He was looking for every reason or shall I say, every distraction, for not sleeping.

Renne: I want a Pillow.

Before you read further, try to say “I want a Pillow”, the way a two year old will say, just five times faster. Yeah, that’s how Renne speak. He do everything fast. Runs faster, eats faster and speaks much more faster.

So, instead of hearing “I want a Pillow”, you will hear “I wn plw”. :O I know it’s not much understandable. And yes, I can make sense of it. Occasionally though. 😛

Coming Back to our post.

Renne: I want a Pillow. (screaming at least 10 times, in one breath)

Papa: What? What do you want? (point to note, he didn’t understand Renne, no matter how much he will deny this fact after reading my post)

Renne: Pillow. I want Pillow.

Papa: I can’t understand you. What do you want?

Renne: PILLOW.

Papa: WHAT?

Renne irritated, showing anger to his Papa.

Papa: Tisha, what does he want? I can’t understand him. (asking help from our three year old daughter Tisha)

Tisha: He wants Pillow, Papa. (Laughing at Papa… lol) 😀

Papa: Oh My God. Thank You Tisha. What will I do without you. (hands over a pillow to Renne. Matter resolved) 🙂

Now, this is not the real story, and if you are wondering what I was doing this whole time? I was pretending to sleep. So mean, right? 😀

Next day, when I was relaxing in my balcony, with a cold coffee, and a book to read, Renne took it to himself for disturbing my peace and quiet time.

Renne: Mamma, I want Jacket.

I understood him completely, but I was in no mood to leave my comfortable chair and ice cold coffee, to go get a jacket. Even more, because it was so hot, what would he want a jacket for? So, I said….

Me: What? I can’t understand you.

Renne: I want jacket, mamma.

Me: I am not able to understand you, Renne. What do you want?

Renne: Jacket. I want a Jacket. (shouting now)

Me: Go play baby. I can not understand you.

Renne: JACKET.

Me: Tisha, what is Renne saying? I am not able to understand him. (just to distract him)

Renne, looked over at Tisha, with his desperate looking eyes, as if asking for help.

Tisha: Hmm…. (a long pause after thinking a lot), Chocolate.

Me: WHAT? (surprised)

Tisha: Mamma, Renne wants chocolate.

Renne: Yes Mamma. I want Chocolate. 😀

All three kids shouting now, in unity. We Want Chocolate.

We Want CHOCOLATE. We Want CHOCOLATE. 😛

Kids and Me

Papa Push, Baby is Coming

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Do you remember what you wanted to be, when you were a kid? I don’t.

No, I don’t have a memory loss or something. It’s just that I wanted to be so many things that now I don’t even remember if there was something special that I wanted to be.

My kids are also going through the same phase where one day they want to be Police, other day teacher. Specially Tisha, her desire to be something changes by every hour.
So, yesterday she was the Doctor. She decided to be a doctor cause her Papa, being tired, told her that he has some back pain. Liar!!!!

He just didn’t wanted to be a Horse. Actually, every day when he comes from office, all three kids would jump over him and he has to oblige their love by being their ride. So he would be a horse with all three on his back, riding, till they find something else to amuse them. Coming back to point, he didn’t wanted to be a horse, so he decides to say, that he got some pain in back and leg.

Tisha, being the Papa’s angel, decided to take care of him. So she came running to him and said “Papa, I am Doctor.”

Papa: Oh my doll…. You are a Doctor? (very proudly, as if she has just passed her MBBS exam 😛 )
Tisha: Yes. I am Doctor. You hurt Papa?

Papa: Yes, baby. I am hurt. I got pain in my leg.

Tisha rushed to her play room to get a handkerchief, a crayon and water in her sippy cup.

Dipped her handkerchief in water, started cleaning Papa‘s hand (forgot that he complained about his leg).

Tisha: Don’t make it dirty. Clean it.

Then she used her crayon as if giving an injection.

Tisha: Don’t cry, OK. Mamma is here. Good babies don’t cry. Okay.

Papa: (crying) No, Doctor. I don’t want injection. I want to go. (crying louder now)

Tisha: (In a very bossy way, now), Don’t Cry. Don’t be a bad baby. Look Mamma is here.

Otu too came up jumping up and said “Bad Boy”, to Papa.

Papa: crying….. 😦

Tisha: Papa, Push…. Push… Baby is Coming.

Papa: (speechless….. looking at me).

Me: (Laughing so hard… I don’t remember when I stopped).

Tisha later gave a teddy bear, all wrapped up in her handkerchief, to Papa.

See, here is your baby.” 😀

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A Day With The Horses

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A day well spent is a day with the nature, and what better way than to join the best of what nature has to offer.

We stumbled upon one such place on our way to Columbia highway. How extraordinary are those experiences when you found something you like, even when you were not looking for it. That’s what happened with my Hubby, when he was driving along the highway, and I pointed at the large number of horses roaming alongside.

It didn’t took more than a minute when he turned the wheels and went straight to them. I couldn’t even completed, “Where the hell are you going?”, and he was there.

It was a very large compound with lots and lots of different sized horses, from racing horses to ones for the breeding, sick horses for healing, to just some privately owned horses for training.

Only one who seemed more exciting than my hubby, was my little daughter Tisha. She was so happy that she was dancing all around those horses. She has always loved them. She is riding horses since she was two. 🙂

What surprises me, and I liked about that place was, that all the stables were clean and big enough for the horses,unlike what I have experienced before.

We also witnessed a newly born pony, and her over protective mother. It was Tisha’s favorite horse, now she is asking her Papa to buy her a pony horse. 🙂

What about my twin boys? Well, they were sleeping peacefully in the car, before we suddenly introduced them to beautiful horses. It took some time for them to get adjusted, and then they were all up for it. Playing and enjoying with them.

I was scared. How couldn’t I be? Most of them were more than 7 feet taller, and so big, with their big nostrils flaring as I was taking their pic. I excused myself from that ferocious stable, and move to the ones who were their for healing, and are up-to my acceptable level of size limits 🙂