My little rock stars

Memoirs of my mommyhood


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Gone!

My daughter’s lovely mane. The softest curls in the whole world. Her locks that she did not let us touch. The tresses that could be combed only while she was asleep. The hair which could not be washed without hell breaking loose in the bathroom.

Gone. The end of an era. They will probably never grow that long again in near future. That is, till she is big enough to care for them on her own and decides to grow them.

My daughter sobbed as the barber fell them one by one, but did not protest. She was soon pacified too. With the hair went her charming feminine side. Strangers started referring to her as “he”. She suddenly seemed more restless and naughty too. Was the hair weighing her down? She saw herself in the mirror and got upset and shouted at herself. 

                                                             Before

                                                               After

Tunmun now keeps a commando like cloth tied on her head and pretends that it is her hair. 🙂

 

 


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Tunmun – The person

The Tomboy
No Interest in soft toys – When Venky took no interest in sooo many soft toys that were bought / gifted to him, I kept them away for our future daughter. The daughter came and I offered her the soft toys. She looked away and went for Bhaiya’s bat and ball.

The Foodie
Onion Eater – Yes. I am not kidding. The girl eats raw onions and throws tantrums for them. I found out that love is not just blind, it is anosmic as well. I still cannot resist cuddling and kissing Miss Onion breath! 🙂

The Geek
Books Lover – Yayyy! She’s MY daughter! She keeps dragging us to her book station to pick up books. Only, she wants to pick up just one book at a time (trying to carry all of them for her will result in a tantrum). So, we have to get up again and again and go with her. Some exercise for us at last! 🙂

The Girly girl
Shoe Fetish – But whose? Bhaiya’s. The girl does not like her shoes at all and goes for brother’s dusty, dirty shoes.
Nakhras – I have publicized them enough, havent I? 😉