We start our days with stories and end our days with stories too.Aadi is truly her mom’s daughter and loves talking.”Shomuch” talking..shomuch bubbles,shomuch Bhaatu*,shomuch kisses,shomuch cared**…So much is the key word and so much of everything is very good.(shomuch= so much,bhaatu=rice) If we do something for Aadi,like give her a biscuit or her milk,help her…

Rakshabandhan brings back fond memories from my childhood.For one it used be a holiday and the day would start out special. Mom would cook a special breakfast,while dad dunked us the big tank in the backyard.After the bath,we’d dress up in the new clothes that mom had laid out and it would be time to…

When was the last time you went for an eye-exam?Me?I went for one,yesterday and let me just tell you that for the first time I wasn’t nervous,probably because I was just too mad. Mad,irritated,tired..of running after Aadi for almost 3 hours.I don’t think I have ever been so irritated. The weekend started out alright,we stayed…

This weekend, I hit jackpot in the magazine section,at the local library.Ifound a whole stack of  Crochet-World Magazines.These are old issues,from 2000..But,jackpot is a jackpot is a jackpot! After I did a jig and hyperventilated for sometime,I quickly scanned the surroundings and then picked up the whole stack and settled down on the nearest chair.But,hubby dear…