Adi: Mommy I am just pretending to be Ila’s mom. She is my child.
Me: Nice… do you know how much it takes to be a mom? Do you know what all I am doing for you?
Adi: I know (by nodding her head)
Me: I go to office and work
Come early in the evening to pick up you
Help you with reading
Help you with writing
Make your dinner
Clean your room
Read stories to you
Take you to dance class
And so on…
She added couple of other points like makes her snack, help her to change dress etc…
Adi: why do you never make me play what I want? Do you know what all it takes to be a child?
Adi: I eat my dinner all by myself
I eat my snack all by myself
I do reading
I do writing
I listen to stories that you read
I find you the mobile whenever you misplace it at home
I find you the office card whenever you misplace it at home
I go to school
I do all stuff by myself at school (but sometimes teacher helps me when I need to stick something… you know kids should not handle glues and scissors)
I play with my friends
And so on…
You see how difficult it is to be a child? Why don’t you understand?
Her list was endless and I was speechless
Last weekend has been exciting and Adi was the busiest at the household. Here is her schedule
Saturday morning – Regular Ballet class
Saturday afternoon – Christmas program at school (She was the soldier in Christmas play and also part of a group dance)
Saturday evening – Christmas program at dance school
Sunday morning – Rest after the busy yesterday
Sunday afternoon – Christmas program at dance school
She did well in all the programs. Our neighbor grand H made it to the dance school program.
As usual we did mess up something (this flavor is required to make the story complete). This time it was the hair dress for ballet program and corrected it at last moment by borrowing some clips and hair brush from fellow dancers. While M rushed back home (for the second time) to get the hair clips and other accessories I managed to borrow some from fellow people. I know the question that’s lingering on your mind now. For what did M go back home the first time? It was the ballet shoes (yes we (rather I) forgot the ballet shoes while heading for the ballet Christmas show) don’t ask me what else I packed leaving behind the basic stuff. Adi was lucky to wear the ballet dress at home itself. Otherwise M would have made the third visit to home. How else can he lose weight? We (mom and the little girl) are helping him to keep himself fit by running around for us. He should appreciate us. The appreciation I received from him post show was unforgettable!!!!!!!!!!!! You guessed it right.
With Christmas nearing next door grand’s M and P gave Adi a cute x-mas tree and we gifted a toy desktop. The x-mas tree has fiber optics and lights up in different colors. These new things would keep her busy for few more days.
As usual pictures are here