15 Marbles

I am sad today..Sad because another month went by,and we didn’t enter the Artsy Craftsy..I don’t know,where the time goes..I just don’t know…
I think one of the reasons is our busy schedule these days..I am spending so much time outside..that the days that I am home,I am trying to clean or keep the house clean.I used to call a cleaner,once in two weeks,earlier..but we are on a tighter budget,since last couple of months..and so the cleaner had to go..as a result..I am always,trying to catch up with the cleaning..ugh!I hate it….and I hate the mess..so there is no escape.This is the last week of school,then they break up for two weeks..and monday was our last playgroup session..its getting crazy,balancing Ms.Aadya’s social life!!Hopefully,we’ll be able to continue meeting our playgroup friends informally!:) BTW,one of the mom’s at playgroup,told me that she is a regular reader now..thanks P,for your sweet words:)
Anyway,I digress..I was talking about not being able to participate in Artsy-craftsy…Another reason,why I kept dilly-dallying this month,was the mess created by paints..umm..yes..I chickened out at the thought of extra cleaning.And hats off to all you moms-who are able to get their little ones to follow instructions..and churn out all the beautiful entries for each challenge.Ms.Aadya just wants to do her own thing..she just doesn’t want to do what is told or taught..no siree..she wants to do everything myself. And letting her have her way with the paints is just not my way of fun!! Its easier in summer..when I spread out a plastic tablecloth in the backyard and let her muck up to her heart’s content..but now when we are cooped up inside for longer periods..there is enough mess already..and I am always doing catch up ,where cleaning is concerned..OK..now I am ranting.:D..but its a fact..seriously..I am sick of it! LOL!! Today we got a letter from our rental agent that they are coming over for the periodic inspection..and being the mean mommy that I am..I told Ms.Aadya,that if she brings out,anymore toys to the living room,the agent is going to kick us out..the poor child was suitably scared..but I know come morning and the fear would have disappeared!
Sorry Shruti,for not entering this time again..hopefully next time.. I have lots of ideas though,will put them up,when we can do it,on warmer days.
Ohh Today was such a cold day..and Aadi decided to wear her halter top and ghaghra..I was feeling cold,looking at her..but she was not bothered.I kept the heat ON..after a while,she went and put on her jacket,without me asking her.She came out and announced,”Look Mommy,Filany(*finally) I put on my jacket!”
Her favorite hobby is changing clothes..One outfit,EVERY half an hour!
Today,when I was making her lunch,she was playing in her toy room.When her paratha was ready,I called her and out she came,wearing just a micro-mini skirt-one of her old skirts from when she was 18 months old.I got upset,asked her,rather sternly,”Aadi,what is this?Go wear your clothes!”
The little imp walked up to me,hands on her hips and asked me in the very same tone that I have when scolding her,”Mumma,yeh kisne sikhaya aise words bolna?”(Mumma,who taught you to say this?)..We ask her the same thing,when she says/does something silly or rude!
Speaking of rude,this weekend,I asked DH to help me with something,while I was cooking.He was watching FIFA reruns and grunted,made a face and muttered.I got mad,told him,not so nicely,I don’t need his help and could he please “GET OUT of my kitchen”.Naturally,he was irritated too..and told me,”don’t say Get out in front of A-A-D-Y-A.” Ms.Aadya,who was standing by,playing with the dough,looked up,told me very calmly,”Mumma,don’t say bad words.Suna Mumma,don’t say these kind of bad words jaise Get out in front of me,ABCD Aadya!” I was like..umm OK,I am sorry. And promptly,she said,”Now,thats a good girl,I am proud of you”..Where was DH,you ask? well,he was busy laughing into the couch cushion!

Aadi loves her hair..but hates brushing it.Her hair is so soft,silky and long,that when she is sitting in our laps,we can’t help but touch it.And she hates it.. “Don’t play with my hair!”,she screams.I have to admit here,a little sheepishly…that I was the same..I was vain about my hair!!and since it was silky soft too,all my friends wanted to touch it..and I hated it..:D So,anyway,this is not about me..its about the star of the blog,the little Diva 🙂 Speaking of her hair..I am getting tired of our hair combing battles every day!I just have to pick up the hair brush and she starts crying..the brush touches her hair and she screams. So,everyday I threaten her that I will get her hair cut[P.S. now I understand,why I always had short hair growing up] But the fact is I LOVE her long hair and don’t have it in me to cut it..but seriously…sometimes,I feel,I should just get it cut,so that we can avoid,atleast one of our battles.

I leave you with some pics of the gorgeous hair..but before scrolling down,don’t forget to touch wood!

Here’s Ms.Aadya kissing her Maamu –October 2009

This is at Shanghai airport,December 2009-I dared and cut her hair,before coming back to Melbourne

And this was taken today,DH came home early and the little princess was kissing her Dad happily!(6 months and its already longer than what it was before the cut!!) Come on,Knock on the wood,NOW!

So what do think-Cut it or Keep it??

Tonight,I couldn’t think of anything interesting to write about.I went through my photo albums to see,if I could post something interesting..then,I went into the blog archives to see what we were doing at this time,last year.I found this post and I thought..wow..this is perfect..I know what I want to write about.
Last year at this time,we had managed to move Aadi out to her room.I turned the study into her room,simply because it is across the hall from our room..It worked for a while..and then she came back to our bed.We tried again..she would sleep in her bed for some days and then move back into ours..And then the India trip happenned and she just moved back in our bed,like permanently.
So,this time,instead of moving her out,we moved her into our room..actually,we moved her bed in our room..and everyone was excited..She slept in her bed for 3 nights..we were happy..patted each other’s backs..and then..the next day,she crept in our bed..and again..and again.
And…..
Now…..
DH has moved to that bed and She sleeps with ME on the big bed!!!*rolling eyes*
And when she wakes up and finds me on DH’s side or him sleeping next to me..the brat demands,”aap dono kya kar rahe ho?”[What are you guys doing?] OR “papa why did you come to our bed..come on,be a big boy and go sleep on your bed”.
The baby sister..ummm I dont think she is going to get here anytime soon!!:P

Monika flicked it from Swaram..And I flicked it from Mon..but as they say,All is fair in NaBloPoMo
Where is your cell phone? – Kitchen
Your hair? – uncombed

Your mother? – perfect