letting live.

K and I decided way back, probably even before we had a kid or the semblance of an idea of a kid, that we were going to be make-your-own-choices kinda parents. In theory, at that time atleast, we promised each other that no matter what our children wanted to do, (and hopefully it would be [...]

bring on the summer!

It can only be at his Nana Nanna’s house that the entire sitting area gets transformed into a mini water park area for Nadi’s beat the heat entertainment and fun. What next, I wonder? A pony? His own chartered jet?

Real Mothers (capital R, capital M)

A few months ago, one of my blog’s unfans commented along the lines of how I was a mother on the sidelines, not really bringing up my kid hands on and adding to the rift between classes by having “help” in the house- and yet STILL blogging about about how hard pressed I am for [...]

Old McDonald had a…burger?

The three of us sisters were brought up on traditional limericks, nursery rhymes and songs, both Urdu and English. We ran around the mulberry bush and saw London bridge fall down, celebrated the 12 days of Christmas, danced to Nani teri moorni ko mor le gaya and wondered exactly who Dr Foster was who went [...]

when there is a will

Baby TV is a fantastic idea. Six or seven minute long brightly colured exciting programs on all kinds of creative concepts- counting, colours, words, concepts. Of course it is no surprise that Nadi’s favourite program  is Baby Chef. He loves the songs, the recipes and the fact that its kids cooking. If he could, he [...]

daily tidbit 21

Nadi is absolutely obsessed with cooking (toottinn’ as he calls it). All day he will mix and chop and peel and toss and cook a la Jamie Oliver style making k sigh in happiness and me in relief that the onus of keeping my boys fed is off me I don’t know when [...]