Saturday, November 17, 2012

Monday, October 29, 2012

My flu-stricken l'll red devil

San and I have been a bit under the weather, and still are, thanks to the great coldy (San's vocab) weather that made an abrupt appearance. But then, it's getting better with all the sunshine! And among all the sniffles and coughs, we managed to be a part of a Halloween Party over the weekend. Although the theme was evil, I still managed to be a 'good witch', only for San. :) We also managed to get her into the little devil costume by convincing her that it's a red cat costume! ;)


For our first ever Halloween party, I decided to bake a 'cemetery cake' and make it look (only look, not taste) as gross as possible. When I showed it to San, I expected her to say 'yucky', but she said 'yummy' instead! :P What would you say?


San's Halloween class party is yet to come and she's all excited to wear her Dora-inspired costume (not a Dora costume for sure!) for it. :-)

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Lemme also tell you that San totally loves her medicine! She wasn't very keen to have it from the little measuring cup or a medicine dispenser, so she brought a straw and offered to drink it straight out of the bottle! :D And the best part is that each time you ask her how she is, she tells you that she's doing fine, and good. I'm happy that she doesn't put up a drama when she's not well, just like I do! :P

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

The Mommy Brain Drain

Lately, I've found myself constantly nagging San about something or the other. I feel restless and talk rude when she struggles to get into her clothes by herself real slow, when she wanders off to her wonderland and forgets what she'd been doing, when she mixes all colors of the play-doh and comes up with an ugly-looking lump, when she reveals her finicky-self at the dinner table, when she happily sings her Dora song and stays in that Doraland... I know I'm not letting her be, I hate it, but I can't help it.

Maybe, I see a reflection of myself in her. The way I was when I was young... the timid one, the slow one...  the girl who always chose a quiet, dark corner to sit, the one who was super-choosy about her food, the one who always stayed in her wonderland cuz' she never understood the real one. I don't want San to be like that, like I was. I want her to be like those kids who scream their lungs out, who are aggressive, who get what they want from others without sharing their own, who are highly social, who eat whatever is edible, who have that great ability to turn the whole place upside down. Really? No. That is just a part of my momentary thoughtless thinking.

The other day, a kid hit San with his toy. She came to me and cried. She looked like a weakling who can never stand up to a bully. There isn't a big deal about this episode. It's a very common thing that happens when kids play... pushing, pulling, hitting... But it hit me more than it hit her. The Mommy me wanted her to defend herself and stand strong. And by that, I don't mean that she should've hit back, but just appeared and acted strong. Now roll your eyes and tell me, "Isn't that a bit too much to expect from a three-year old?" Yes, it is. But I'm unable to make the Mommy me understand this simple fact. Sigh!

Is it so difficult to let your kids be? No. All I need to do is switch off my overworked brain.


Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Some pre-Halloween talk

Flipping through the pages of the Party City's Halloween Special booklet, I asked San, "So what should Mommy be this Halloween?" San was a cat last year, and has several options to choose from this year, although she's insisting on becoming Dora, which I absolutely don't want her to be! To get her off it, I thought of letting her decide my costume.

"You be this, Mommy", said San, pointing to a cute Lady Bug costume.
"That's too cute for Mommy, San. How about this witch?"
"Witches are bad, Mommy!"
"I'll be the good witch, San, just like the one in that Dora's Halloween episode!"
"Okay, Mommy. You be the good witch and I'll be the baby witch!"
"What about Papa?"
"He'll be the scary monster, Mommy!"

So that is what was decided until tonight when San spotted the Bumble Bee. Now she wants me to be the Mommy Bee and she'd be the Baby Bee. Dunno what Papa is gonna bee, err be!