School Admissions

Next year in June, a little shy of their third birthday, the twins will – hopefully – start school. Big school, that is, which might even see them through till the end of their school days, if we find no reason to change.
We have applied in four schools, but we are really interested in two. [...]

Anjalimasi

This is now officially the twins’ first five-syllable word. Anjalimasi, my sister, has been here for a short visit to meet he nieces. Whether the twins remembered her from previous meetings or not was not clear, but they took to her very quickly and seemed to be completely comfortable with her. Very soon, Anjalimasi was [...]

Spoken Gems

So the twins are at a very entertaining stage of life right now. They’re not yet able to really speak – as in, hold a conversation – but they’re beyond babbling. So much of what they say is definitely words put together in some sort of sequence, but many of those sequences are nursery rhymes [...]

Terrible Twos

When Mrini neared the two-year-mark, for a while she did become a bit tantrum-ish. From time to time, she would hurl herself on the ground, cry furiously. We ignored her and never gave in to whatever she wanted, and this phase passed. She still throws the occasional tantrum, but it is very very occasional, and [...]

Bring on the Veggies

My kids are weird. At lunch and dinner time, if they see any veggies on their plates, they immediately ignore the healthy and delicious (please ignore the loud guffaws from Amit at this point) dal-rice and start either wolfing or playing with the veg.
Because I think that a balanced meal means carb and protein [...]

Glamorous? Not Me!

Being a stay-at-home mom must be the least glamorous job in the world; and of all the unglamorous SAHMs, I must be one of the most unglamorous. I don’t have much reason to do myself up nicely when the only people I see most days are neighbours-turned-friends at the park, sundry courier boys, and the [...]

Servants

I’ve never been very comfortable about having servants. I don’t like the use of that word – it sounds part colonial, part racist. In my mind, words – or rather concepts – associated with “servant” (to mean domestic help) are: dignity, respect, equality (the lack of); exploitation, arrogance, even – this is a harsh one [...]

Playschool: Back in 90 Minutes

Today the kids spent 90 minutes at their playschool and apparently they were none the worse for it.
Meanwhile, I had a whole 90 minutes to myself.
Of course, I have had time to myself before, even after the kids came. Amit has spent many, many weekends and some evenings holding fort while I grab time for [...]