Recently, I bought the Menstrupedia Comic that explains the whole range of what, why, when and how of menstruation and growing up. Although just 7 and 3, Vedu and Taaru wanted to read it right away; so we did. In… Continue Reading →
My girls could apply to the Malayala Manorama media house today and land a job as a reporter right away. The precision, accuracy and exact route map with which they explain the how, when, where and what of something is… Continue Reading →
Talking to my kids is like attending a 24/7 viva about story books and animated movies. The worst part? I don’t even have the option of saying “I don’t know” or choosing to fail. My “examiners” have a “Never say… Continue Reading →
I walked in to the living room to see Vedu giving Taaru a lecture on the importance of oral hygiene. “You should not eat too much chocolate. You should always clean your teeth after eating and brush properly twice a… Continue Reading →
Taaru’s birthday is coming up and I ordered some books. Since she was around, I asked Hari, “Should we get a T-O-Y?” spelling it out, so that she doesn’t understand. Well, she didn’t understand anything. But she still replied immediately,… Continue Reading →
I removed my bracelet and put it in a tray for security check at the airport. Taaru (at the top of her lungs, in front of all the CRPF personnel, airport staff and other passengers): Amme, why did you take… Continue Reading →
Imagine having kids who ask you the same question 500 times and demand an answer every single time. Now imagine having a throat infection that has shut down your voice completely. Yep, it’s been a fun couple of days, especially… Continue Reading →
For me, the biggest mystery yet about kids is their complete reluctance to sleep or go to the toilet at the exact moment they want to do it, despite having all the freedom to do so. Kiddos, you have no… Continue Reading →
Reading through “Things Fall Apart” by Chinua Achebe as part of my curriculum during my B.A. course was when I first thought, consciously I mean, about my fear of becoming my mother, just like the protagonist Okonkwo lives his entire… Continue Reading →
Me: Vedu, Amma is a very hungry caterpillar. Vedu (Looking at me with all sincerity in her eyes): No, you are a very pretty butterfly. Yeah, it’s true what they say. Kids most certainly don’t lie! Now let me get… Continue Reading →
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