Bed-time
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Is it my Good day?
That’s what Aadi asks us,every evening.I don’t know,why…she started asking this to us,a couple of months back.I think we noticed the consistency,after I came back from India. When we come home,after a day outside,she asks me/DH,”Is it my good day?”we thought/think she wants to know if she has been good… Then yesterday,after we came back… Continue reading
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Of Happy Dreams and Big Beds and My Nooms.
Before I begin this post,a slight digression-I think I am going through a serious writer’s block..or my brain is all spent,after a month and half of house-guests.I have been meaning to write this post for almost a week now..but..just didn’t feel upto it.Until today,I realised,that I am forgetting details and there is no more dilly-dallying.And… Continue reading
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Touch-Me-Not
Every child has a quirky sleeping habit.I shouldn’t call it quirky..let me rephrase that-Every child has a special way to relax at nap-times and bed-times.Some need their blankets,some need their dolls,while some others need their bottles or blinkies.My friend Pooh’s son,Li’l A used to bite her T-shirt ,when he was sleepy.My Aadya’s comfort object is… Continue reading
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Bed-time drama continues.
After I wrote,yesterday,about how Aadya went to bed herself,over the weekend..my nightmare began. She refuses to sleep again.Last week,we had an episode with the neighbour!Bed-times with Aadya are loud,angry,tearful,you name it.. all the terrible things,put together.Add a sick Aadya to that equation and all this increases 10 folds!!! She was being a complete brat at… Continue reading
15 Marbles 