15 Marbles

Moments.Musings.Memories. ❤️Gathering little marbles from ordinary days and keeping them for our memory jar. ❤️

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    I took this picture two days back,on one of our lesser rushed mornings.Ms.Aadya had a dentist appointment and we knew that it was going to be an extraction,so she had the day off.Every morning,this is pretty much what they do..they are in each others space and face,sitting on each other,hugging kissing,screaming and squealing. That day,Aadi was kneeing in front of the couch and using it as a table and Anan was lying on the floor and their legs were entwined..sounds painful but it was the most peaceful moment and I had to click this photo..but sure enough,they moved and I got this picture instead..My sister calls it the “My Sunshines with beautiful sunshine” photo.And it is,indeed..:)

  • Everywhere I go,I see these cute toddlers,well dressed,hair nicely combed,hair clips in place,shoes and socks on.Oh! don’t they look oh-so-adorable..?

    And then there is my toddler.Getting her dressed is such a BIG drama,every single time!If she had it her way,she would still be wearing the same t-shirt from 3 days back.Trying to change her clothes is nothing less than a feat. There is screaming-hers and mine , heavy panting-mine and angry crying-hers.

    T-shirt tackled,time for pants/skirt- Rinse and repeat the drama mentioned above.Have ever tried to put some pants on a crocodile rolling in the mud?No?Really?I do it every single day! As soon as its time to put the pants on,the crocodile rolling starts..kicking and rolling..and God forbid if I pick out a pair of tights to go with the socks..the whole exercise is enough to make me start pulling my own hair !!

    And there is no chance of putting on a dress.. doesn’t matter how pretty it is..doesn’t matter how cute she looks in it..Nope!She doesn’t do dresses..The rare occasions when she is distracted and I put one on her,she screams and cries and asks to take it off.

    Oh and the hair!! Let me not even get started about that.. She hates getting her hair brushed…even before the hairbrush touches her hair,she starts saying”Owie” …LOL!I am not kidding..I try so hard,holding her between my legs or putting her on the bathroom bench top.. and finally she is dressed..fairly well dressed.

    But by the time we get to our destination(even if its 5 minutes away!!)..the shoes & socks are kicked off,the hair clip is off and her curls have sprung.Seriously!What am I to do with her? I hope she’ll out grow this phase because I am seriously dreading her teenage years.

    But she is such an adorable little thing..when we are not in the midst of all this drama,just looking at her is enough to turn me into a mush pot..As I was busy typing away this post,she was eating her snack..she came and sat next to me with her bowl of rice crackers and kept feeding me,one by one.:)
    On that happy note,let me share with you something else that makes me happy..A Bunting.I finished this bunting yesterday.

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    The pattern for the hearts is from here.Its one of my favorite blogs these days.I love Jacquie’s tutorials and all the colors spread out on her blogs..definitely worth checking out 🙂

    The Bunting is up for sale on my facebook page and will be going with me to the market stall,in October:) Not-so-subtle business plug..LOL!

    I’ll back with another post soon…Trying to keep my head over the water…as life comes at me,yet again like a big wave,trying to drown me.
    xoxo
    Trish

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    Last Saturday,Anan woke up before the rest of us…yes we were all sleeping in the same bed and please DON’T ask me how we all fit in the bed!LOL! So,I was saying,Anan woke up before the rest of us.And..wait for this..instead of waking up SD or me,she gently tapped her sister to wake her up. Her movement woke me up but I pretended to be asleep.So,she proceeded to wake up her sister,with patting and cuddling.Now they are both so grumpy when they wake up,so this was such a pleasant pleasant surprise.

    5 minutes later they were giggling.Then the monkey climbed out of bed and called out “Commmon Aadu,TV!” And after all that we’d seen,SD and I were totally OK with them watching TV first thing in the morning 🙂

    Speaking of “Aadu” -its Anan’s favorite word..Everything that takes place in her day,IS about Aadu. She bumps into the table and she says-“Aadu ‘urt me”..it doesn’t matter if Aadu is at school. The funniest was when we were out for a pram ride and a rain drop fell on her and her reaction..”ooh ooh mumma,Aadu!”LOL!!!

    And as for Aadu-well..Anan is her best friend,her sister,who gets on her nerves,but..but the Sun rises and sets around her.Two days back,I had to work the Tuesday shift and my friend Kal was going to watch Anan.When I told this to Aadi that morning..her face fell and the first thing that came out of her mouth was…”Ohh I must give her big hugs and big kisses..and tell her,that I am so proud of her for being brave.And I am going to tell her that even though we are sending her with Kal aunty,we still love her!!”

    And then today-it was so warm this afternoon,so we grabbed a pack of ice-cream and came home to share it. Anan finished her stick first and then came to me..asking for a taste.. when mine was finished..she went to her Aadi,who loves her ice-cream.But,she just laughed indulgently and let her have a lick!

    Love these little moments…:)

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    Its a beautiful day today,filled with warm sunshine. And what better day to share these birdies with you.

    The pattern for the birds came from here..I love love Lucy’s patterns. They are so fun to make and easy to follow.

     I made these for my Facebook store,which by the way,has a new name now. Image

     

    What do you think? A Little story about the new name 🙂 

    Now most of you must have guessed that the name is a blend of both my girls names…I tried various combinations..but Anadya had a nice ring to it.A lot of time,in a confused state,I’ve yelled out Anadya..when the girls are upto something funny.

    And then,Aunty Google sent another interesting tid-bit my way.I found out that Anadya is a Nigerian name and it means ‘Her father’s daughter’… and then there was no looking back..I couldn’t have picked another name 🙂 

    Anyway,so that’s the story behind the name..I am busy trying to get ready for a market in October.Yes!I want to try it again…fingers crossed this one is better than the previous ones. I’ll keep you posted. 

    Please leave me a comment and tell me how you are doing..:)

    xoxo

    Trish