Noise. Dirt. Big hearts. And silly jokes. Thank God for the jokes or the noise and dirt would have driven me bonkers. As if not.
Now, Big Bear took his girl ( hey ! that ‘s me!!) out to buy some new lingerie and made her very happy. So happy that the next day she must have been unusually peppy. Two adorably curious little boys knew right away it was about mommy ‘s new pink possessions.
In the afternoons when the boys are starting to squabble more than I can bear, I start to fold laundry on the bed ,they come and lie down till the toddler starts to get all sleepy and wants a nap. That afternoon, both of them had fine observations to make on my new favorite things. Continue reading Little boys are made of
Summer is here. And the season’s plums are here too!! Fruit delights me, stirs in me crisp memories of juicy bites. Rouses my senses and gently with its faint orchard perfume nudges me into activity. I LOVE FRUIT.
I found these splendid plums with a perfect white bloom ( how I wish I had the time to paint them, some years later maybe) on our local fruit seller’s cart. I jumped at them and by the time I had climbed up the three flights to our little home, I knew where these treasures were going. Continue reading What to do with plums.
He is a good fella, this one. Loves his books (All of Roald Dahl and all of Wimpy kid diaries.) and he LOVES plants. He can sit next to our three little potted plants (YES , just three. Remember we live in a box. To know more read About me) for a really long time. Continue reading What’s in a name
LEGO bricks and little fingers are everywhere in our home. Literally everywhere. On the bed, under chairs, underneath the fridge, inside the fridge, in the kitchen sink ,beneath the kitchen sink ,in the bath, in buckets,JUST NOT in their box. Little fingers stuff them in cushion covers, bury them in mud, if they could make the darn bricks fly they would. They keep popping like popcorn. Under my feet (owwwwww !) and in my sheets (Aaargh!). Little feet know how to run around them.It is a steeplechase all day long. Continue reading LEGO
What’s good about soaring temperatures and an official heat wave? So very hot and arid it makes your eyes hurt? Puts you in a whirl and then makes you slooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow you won’t reach the end of anything?
That I can line dry laundry. And when I get the clothes in, they are deliciously fluffy and smelling of sunshine. As daunting as an undone load of washables is and as trifling a folded pile of yummy clean clothes, it means to me.
Hey ! I get to do it everyday!!( Not that much fun). But a girl s got to make-believe sometimes.
STAGE: Concrete inferno outside. Inside is a swept floor sprinkled with Legos. Two little boys after their long breakfast and bath ritual are finally sitting down to build. Daddy is gone to work. Weekends aren’t weekends.Mommy is pleased with herself for having done much in the morning.And now is planning to sneak into the kitchen and gobble up some nourishment. Daddy has been texting her about this. So she must eat before she forgets.