Learning to give and share


The twins turned 3 last week…and although we kept the celebrations small (as per their very specific request) they still ended up with a LOT of presents…including 2 bicycles, a balancing bike and 2 scooters…so lots of vehicles! After managing for the past 4 monhs with their tricycles which were slowly getting more and more worn they were (needless to say) over the moon with these new acquisitions. Amu got a tricycle too and I was wondering what to do with the old trikes. (our mansion can only accommodate this much stuff!). 

I thought it would make sense to donate the trikes and so i got into a conversation with the kids about sharing their stuff. Feeling especially generous after their birthday bounty, they were quite amenable to the idea and Sid even suggested that we give the trikes to the kids in the “plastic houses” near school. (we drive past some temporary slum houses on the way to school everyday and they often have questions about the people there – what they eat, why they don’t have clothes or a proper house, etc.) 

So we decided that it would be the plastic houses where we took the trikes and in the evening the boys helped load their vehicles into the trunk of the car and stopped there on the way to the park. We found a couple of kids who looked like the right age for the trikes and the boys gave them away. Sid showed a little last minute reluctance to part with his beloved trike but Nish managed to convince him otherwise and we left the scene minus both trikes…and a very happy bunch of kids outside the plastic houses.

On our way top school on friday we drove past the houses and saw two familiar looking trikes now adorned with a few balloons and some coloured ribbons! 


About myfourboysandme

Mom - a word that defines me... I smell of oats, johnson's and home baked cookies I am pink, purple, green and orange and so is the floor my kids color on. Flour on my clothes and a brush in my pocket, my glasses bent out of shape and smudged with tiny fingerprints. I can't remember the date but i know almost 40 pictures books by heart. I wake up humming 'wheels on the bus'and i talk with my fingers and eyes and mouth. My bag carries band aids, napkins, wipes, crayons, papers, candy and sometimes my wallet. I know all the parks and very few of the restaurants in my neighborhood. Most of my shopping is diapers, books and paints My phd certificate lies in a roll, the frame now contains an abstract work of art by two year olds and i am prouder of that piece of paper. mom - a word that defines me!

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