Some of you asked me why I'm not writing enough about Daivik's little sister, Akshara (18 months). No real reason, so here we go :
Continuing the theme of one day in the life equals one page of this mysterious book, here is a look-back on few more random pages, in no particular order.
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It has been your favorite game for a while now, lying on the floor, face-up and looking at things from a hundred and eighty degrees. Upside down lateral inversion is apparently funny. So you position yourself on the floor when I'm having dinner and call me out. I look down at you and smile. You flash your magic smile, now filled with five pearls, three in the top row and two below. You realize that I'm eating something and you want it too. You signify your intent by raising your arms. I offer you a rice waffle, admittedly not one of your favorite snack. I have no idea how a rice waffle looks when viewed upside down and turned 180 degree. But evidently you understand what it is. Without moving an inch from your position, you turn your head sideways firmly to tell no, this is not what I want and start protesting that you want something else.
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It is dinner time. You are perched on top of your high chair. It is the only occasion when you can communicate with us at an equal height, without having to strain your neck. Your brother is, as usual, making a fuss with his plate. We trying to alternatively cajole, convince, threat him to get the food down his throat. He is obviously not too keen and out-of-the-blue says something very funny without quite intending it to be. Your mother and I burst into a spontaneous laughter and your brother, not quite understanding why we are laughing, nevertheless joins in. You are busy with your food, smudging and smearing it on your face, on the hairs, on your chair, on the table, everywhere. You are distracted by the sounds of the laughter, look up and look at each of us individually with questioning eyes. Then you pause, let out a smile and start laughing too.
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Ever since you took your first steps, there has been no looking back to the days when your primary mode of transport was by using all four limbs. The switch was both abrupt and dramatic. Another lesson to learn from little children : how to effectively leave the past behind ! Now, one big advantage of walking on two legs instead of crawling on all four is that it leaves your hands free. So you can, for example, carry things.
You bring the spider-man mask of your brother and insist that I wear it. Do you even know what it is ?
I wear it and your father is transformed into something you don't recognize. Right away you take a step back. Instantaneously, your lips purse, your chin trembles and your eyes swell as you start to cry. I remove the mask, and as if by a switch, the cry transforms to a laugh. But then you want me to wear the mask again. I wear it and you step back and start crying again !
Continuing the theme of one day in the life equals one page of this mysterious book, here is a look-back on few more random pages, in no particular order.
***
It has been your favorite game for a while now, lying on the floor, face-up and looking at things from a hundred and eighty degrees. Upside down lateral inversion is apparently funny. So you position yourself on the floor when I'm having dinner and call me out. I look down at you and smile. You flash your magic smile, now filled with five pearls, three in the top row and two below. You realize that I'm eating something and you want it too. You signify your intent by raising your arms. I offer you a rice waffle, admittedly not one of your favorite snack. I have no idea how a rice waffle looks when viewed upside down and turned 180 degree. But evidently you understand what it is. Without moving an inch from your position, you turn your head sideways firmly to tell no, this is not what I want and start protesting that you want something else.
***
It is dinner time. You are perched on top of your high chair. It is the only occasion when you can communicate with us at an equal height, without having to strain your neck. Your brother is, as usual, making a fuss with his plate. We trying to alternatively cajole, convince, threat him to get the food down his throat. He is obviously not too keen and out-of-the-blue says something very funny without quite intending it to be. Your mother and I burst into a spontaneous laughter and your brother, not quite understanding why we are laughing, nevertheless joins in. You are busy with your food, smudging and smearing it on your face, on the hairs, on your chair, on the table, everywhere. You are distracted by the sounds of the laughter, look up and look at each of us individually with questioning eyes. Then you pause, let out a smile and start laughing too.
***
Ever since you took your first steps, there has been no looking back to the days when your primary mode of transport was by using all four limbs. The switch was both abrupt and dramatic. Another lesson to learn from little children : how to effectively leave the past behind ! Now, one big advantage of walking on two legs instead of crawling on all four is that it leaves your hands free. So you can, for example, carry things.
You bring the spider-man mask of your brother and insist that I wear it. Do you even know what it is ?
I wear it and your father is transformed into something you don't recognize. Right away you take a step back. Instantaneously, your lips purse, your chin trembles and your eyes swell as you start to cry. I remove the mask, and as if by a switch, the cry transforms to a laugh. But then you want me to wear the mask again. I wear it and you step back and start crying again !
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