Feet on the fallen flowers

She has monologues with God these days...
The topics would always be about making her stronger than her friends so that she can defeat them in fights (which never happens).
She even complains that God never fulfilled her wishes as she still looses:(

Dhoom 3 has had lot of influence on her.
The other day she explained major transformations that could be made in her toy bike just like in the movie.
She wants to learn Gymnastics just like her "Shila shila" (who is none other than Shiela ki jawani Katrina).
She doesn't know watching a movie and getting influenced is a luxury which she would get very rarely.
But at the same time she wants to be a astronaut too.

Now, that watching TV is gone from her routine list she has more time for playing and studying.
Yesterday she uttered a new word which she learned from her teacher "backlogs"!!! for falling back in completing her classwork as she was absent.

Her tantrums and anger are still in tact.
She was angry with daddy for getting a scooter for mamma and not her. That's when she got a toy bike and she designed the Dhoom 3 concept.
She was angry with both of us as we going out of station on the same day when she had to go for a picnic from school and she missed. She had her bag, snacks (self- made chapathi wrapped in foil paper) and sweater ready for that event.

She is a great story teller- both made up and actual events.
When at ammamma's house she narrated a story relating to her classmate and said he had gone Sonapur.
Nobody knew where Sonapur was- not even her father (except me as I knew where it came from).
In the end, ammamma asked me where this Sonapur was. And had to tell it's a place referred to in Chota Bheem:)
Had my presence not been there nobody would even know where that Sonapur was.

Conversation...

Daughter(drawing something on a piece of paper and suddenly remembers something): Amma, every day in the school bus we all have to sit in our respective places given by ma'am, we can't change the place.

Mummy: Yes, they have that arrangement so that nobody fights in the bus.

Daughter: But amma there is a problem...

Mummy: What is that?

Daughter: BUT I DON'T REMEMBER WHERE I WAS SITTING THE PREVIOUS DAY. ALL THE SEATS LOOK THE SAME HOW WILL I REMEMBER!

Mummy: ??!!@@##

Colourful

A colourful sketch by Anvitha.

My angel turned 'five'...

ಮಗಳು ತುಂಬಾ ಜೋರಾಗಿದ್ದಾಳೆ. ಎಲ್ಲದಕ್ಕೂ ಲೆಕ್ಕಾಚಾರ. ಎಲ್ಲರೂ ತನ್ನ ಸುತ್ತ ಸುತ್ತಬೇಕು ಎನ್ನುವ ಆಸೆ.

ಹೋದ ವಾರವಷ್ಟೆ ರಾಜಸ್ಥಾನದಿಂದ ತಂದ ಬಟ್ಟೆಯನ್ನು ಹಾಕಿಕೊಂಡೆ. ತಕ್ಷಣ ಒಂದು dialogue ಬಂತು. "ನೀನು ಮಾತ್ರ ನಿನಗೆ ಬೇಕಾದ dress ತಗೊಂಡು ಬಾ tour ಇಂದ, ನನಗೆ ಮಾತ್ರ ಒಂದು ಜೊತೆ ಲಂಗ ಬ್ಲೌಸು ತಂದು ಬಿಡು ಸಾಕು" ಎಂದು. ಇದಿಷ್ಟು ಕೇಳಿಯೂ ನಾನು ಎಲ್ಲದರ ಜೊತೆ ಹೊಸ ಚಪ್ಪಲಿಯನ್ನೂ ಹಾಕಿ ಹೊರಟೆ. ಅದನ್ನು ನೋಡಿ ಇನ್ನೂ ಮುಖ ಊದಿಹೊಯಿತು.

ಮತ್ತೊಂದು ದಿನ ನನ್ನ ಹಾಗೂ ಅವಳ ಅಪ್ಪನ ಮೇಲೆ ಕೂಗಾಡಿದ್ದಳು- "ಅಂಗಡಿಗೆ ಹೋದರೆ ಯಾವಾಗಲೂ ಅಮ್ಮನ ಅಡಿಗೆ ಸಾಮಾನು ತೆಗೆದುಕೊಂಡು ಬರ್ತೀಯಾ ನನ್ನ ಅಡಿಗೆ ಆಟಕ್ಕೆ ಯಾವ ಸಾಮಾನು ಕೊಡಿಸುವುದಿಲ್ಲ" ಎಂದು. ಅದೇ ಸಿಟ್ಟನ್ನು ಮುಂದುವರಿಸಿ- "ನನ್ನ ಮೇಲೆ ನಿಮಗೆ ಕಾಳಜಿ ಇಲ್ಲ, ನನ್ನನ್ನು ಅಮ್ಮಮ್ಮನ ಮನೆಗೆ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ನೀವಿಬ್ಬರೂ tour ಗೆ ಹೋಗಿ ಮಜಾ ಮಾಡಿ ಬರ್ತೀರಾ" ಅಂತ ಮೊಸಳೆ ಕಣ್ಣೀರು ಸುರುಸಿದಳು.

ಅವಳ ಮುಂದೆ ಏನು ಮಾಡೋದು ಅಥವಾ ಮಾತಾಡೋದು ಇದ್ಧರೂ ಹತ್ತು ಸಲ ಯೋಚನೆ ಮಾಡಿ ಮಾಡಬೇಕು.

ಕಿವಿಯಂತು ಎಲ್ಲಾ ದಿಕ್ಕಿಗೂ ಹಬ್ಬಿರುತ್ತದೆ.
ಸಧ್ಯಕ್ಕಂತೂ ನಾವು ಅವಳನ್ನು tour ಗೆ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ಹೋದ ವಿಷಯಕ್ಕಾಗಿ ಬೇಕಾದಷ್ಟು emotional blackmail ಮಾಡುತ್ತಿದ್ದಾಳೆ:)

Germination process

After teaching about the 'Human body- Nervous system and the Skeletal system' and about the 'Lifecycle of Butterfly', it's time for A's teachers to share their knowledge about the 'Germination process'.

Here are the images of a small activity they assigned to teach the concept.

Go Green, Save Earth

A miniature earth that I and Anvitha prepared for her Show and Tell competition.

The topic we chose for her was 'Go Green, Save Earth'.

Palm

The Gingerbread Man

After all the hard work, she has at last won the first place (as a compensation for missing the opportunity last year)for telling "The Gingerbread Man story".

Here are the sticks with characters who helped her narrate the story...

Sharpened crayons

Anvitha thought of sharpening her crayons!!!

To her amusement (as well as mine) the fallen 'dust' looked pretty.

And she gave me the idea of taking a picture of the same.

Here's is the result...

Palms

Design of Mehendi shining in the evening light...

Monster palm with scary paws...

Strategy Planning

From past two days myself and mother of A's friend have become strategy planners- planning for bringing some definite structure for their play time.
Though the structure remains manageable when it comprises of only two of them: A and A.

But it seems to be going haywire when one more companion peeps into the picture: J.

At this point we feel that we are ruthless against own children but I think it's also necessary that we discipline them at the right time.

Now, my day passes by planning something for her; leaving no time for myself but I know what's of utmost priority at present.

Their companionship reminds me of "Two is company; three is crowd".

Back beat

Waiting near the window...

Picking the sand...

She has been learning the Kannada letters and she has succeeded in it quite well.

Her whole conversations are but in questions now!

"Where did I come from? Once I grow big like you will I too get a baby?
Why every body else has a sister and not me?
I have never seen papa conducting meeting inside his office, can I see it?"

The questions are never ending...

She is very excited to attend her K2 class now. More so as her mother is at home waiting for her:)
She played a new game with me that was taught to her in the class; the ABC game I would call it- rather very good to teach children lowercase letters.