When I grow up…

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Yesterday, as we were getting ready to go over to a friend’s place for dinner, Sid carefully chose his jeans and shirt after a lot of thought. He picked his “fancy shoes” to go with his outfit and then, as i was helping Nish and Amu with their footwear, he announced “when i grow up and become a big boy, I am going to take Dad’s shirts and his pants and ties and watches. He thought for a minute before adding…we can all share them…Me and Nish and Amu”

Digesting this bit of information, Nish looked at me and sweetly asked: “Aai, when i grow up and become a girl, can i take your stuff?” “Sure” i replied, “though you may not grow up and become a girl”. “But i want to” he whined. “Sure then”, i replied, “you can have my stuff”. “what stuff do you have” he asked.

“Well, I have clothes and jewellery and books” 

“what is jooolerry?” asked Nish

“Earrings and neckalces and bangles, etc.” i replied.

“OK! that’s good” he said looking very satisfied. 

Then it was time to leave but all my boys seemed pretty happy with their future inheritances! 

 

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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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