to school with doll – for navaratri
This week navaratri celebrations. Every child has to get one doll as part of the class decoration. We asked Abhinav if he’d like to take his favorite teddy to school. He replied ‘no, don’t give my teddy to maam!’ So we had to settle for good ol Horsie… Tomorrow parents not allowed, only grandparents! With […]
Clouds hiding the moon
on an evening walk we found the moon was not visible – the mischievous clouds were the culprits ! Clouds hiding the moon
yaaru hitavaru
This is a nice song by Purandara Daasa: Aaru hitavaru ninage? This questions what is the real benefit for you? Appa and Amma are optimistic that Abhinav at his own time some day would understand and appreciate this song. Appa´s friend Upendra had explained this song to Appa, though Amma needed no explanation 🙂
appa facing the music
One of my friends Ruchi lent me her electric piano. Abhinav played with it quite well. Appa actually enjoyed facing this music… 8)
The Great Lalula! theater show for 2+ year olds
The Great Lalula – Plays AHA! International Theatre Festival– 1 Sep 200910:00am, 5:00pm & 7:00pm [3 shows] Age group: Strictly 20 months to 3 years [Entry: 1 Adult + 1 Child, 1+1] Imagine bringing your 20-month young into a theatre only to find a party is being organized – a party for children! And then […]
grouchy -> cheerful mode
Woke up this morning in a grouchy mood… changed to cheerful with a bit of fooling around!
mega color abstract rangoli
This one was on demand by Abhinav… He tried to help but the only help requested was that he watch it. “rangoli thumba chennaagide, amma” he said right at the beginning – but was prompted to wait till she made it! Hmm all these days we were thinking he was really appreciating! 😀
gang leader
older photo: todo: update date… Gang leader Yeah sometimes he acts like one 😉
down but not out
Chicken gunya ? What’s that?
abstract poetic picture
Just become quiet, still, and solitary, and the world will offer itself to you to be unmasked; it has no choice. It will roll in ecstasy at your feet. ~ Franz Kafka