Thursday, August 22, 2013

Ani-isms


"Mummy, you look like a princess!" when he saw me wearing a skirt. 
"Turn around! Let me see!"  So I spun around slowly, since I was also holding Durga.
"No, mummy! You have to twirl! Like this, see?" And he showed me how.


"Appa! You are three. You are too old to be keeping your keys like this on the couch!"

"Appa, don't you drink that dangerous coffee!" (advice when Ram wanted cappuccino)

"Appa, don't you buy any colored poxicles!" (more advice)
 
"Mummy, see I'm not holding my pee-pee. How convenient!" when he realized he could pee without spraying the room if he reversed his toilet seat.


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Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Hanging on....

7 days since my parents have left for India. I have managed things quite brilliantly.

I wake up at around 6; keep rice and dal in the cooker; wash the utensils; keep Durga's feeding bottles to boil; run up to brush teeth and take a bath; change clothes and run down and turn off the stove; make Ani's lunch; run up to change Durga's diaper and wake Ani up; run back down to pack his lunch; run back up to brush his teeth and get him ready for preschool; pick up Durga and play with her for a few minutes; run both of us back down and place her in the crib where she'll play; drink my milk; make breakfast for Ani; feed him; and off we go!

I'm in lab by 9:15 or so.

Is that efficient or what?

System works beautifully, unless I oversleep. But even then, I've got the steps until packing Ani's lunch down to 45 minutes pat. The step that is the most time-consuming is getting Ani to eat his breakfast, which always ends with me shoving the food down his throat.

Poor kid. I hope he's not too traumatized. He seems to view it all as a big joke, so I think he'll be fine.


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Update on 22nd Aug (approximately 3 weeks since parents' departure)

Hmm... system needs reworking mainly because I lose my temper tremendously (Tremedous Inflammous would be my name, were I a character in Asterix) at Ani during breakfast.

Here's an updated version: make dal and rice at night. Eat breakfast with Ani. Much better moods all around.