My little rock stars

Memoirs of my mommyhood


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Rainbow days

Tis’ monsoon. We go out on a drive on sunday afternoon. We, the parents in the front seat and the kids in the rear seat.

“Look, a rainbow!” Venky points out.

And there was indeed a rainbow! From the earth to the clouds.

“How is the rainbow made?” Asks the Tiger Dad, not letting go of the opportunity.

“I KNOW!!!” Yells our miss T before Venky has a chance to reply.

“How?” Asks the curious dad.

Have I birthed geniuses? While I wonder, pat comes the reply.

“Curve, curve, curve, curve, curve!!!” 🙂

Ain’t that absolutely right? 🙂

P.S – Oh yes! Venky gave the water droplet – refraction answer too!

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And the attention hogger!

You guessed it right. It is our miss T.

Venky needs to collect points for something. He tells his dad

“Papa ask me a 2 pointer question.”

Before Vibhu can come up with a math puzzle for Venky, Tunmun pipes in

“Papa ask me color questions!”

Vibhu gives a decently complex math question to Venky. Venky starts solving by speaking out loud,

“Thirty two plus Fifty…”

” Two tens are Twenty, three tens are thirty, four tens are forty…”. Miss T starts reciting on the top of her voice.

A few days back, Venky was telling us about what is going on with his school while we were having dinner. He told us that they were learning about land forms. More specifically, about the deserts of the world. We questioned him around it.

“Sahara desert is the largest and it is in Africa”. Venky informed us.

“What’s the coldest desert?” I asked

“Gobi in China”

“Wow” Vibhu and I said together. We were clearly impressed.

Tunmun had already started making noises in the background.

“I know… I know…”

“What ,Tunmun?”

“I know of ice cream dessert. It is in Mc Donalds!!!” 🙂

And thus, my darling T ruled again!

 


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Anything to get Venky’s attention

Venky is our typical 7 year old boy. He is playing from dawn to dusk. On weekdays and weekends. He is barely seen in the house. He has to be dragged back home from the community park for his meals. He comes, gobbles his food and wooosh!, he’s gone again.

Last Saturday, he was dragged back home during afternoon. He reluctantly sat on the bed reading while our daughter played with us and told us her myriad stories.

I have already reached a point where I need more attention from Venky than he needs from me.

“Venky…”

“Hmm…”

“Venky..”

“Hmm…” Venky continues to focus on his book.

“Do you know…”

“Hmmmm….?”

“Your parents exist in this world.”

Venky looks at me with questioning eyes.

“You know that, right?”

Venky nods.

“Then it might make sense to spend some time with them?”

“WHAT! Mommy!! You scared me! I thought you were telling me I was adopted!!”

And that is how I finally had Venky’s attention. 🙂