Notes from an almost-empty-nester
It’s never too late to learn, right? As the twins are growing I am trying hard (and failing much too often) to keep up with their ever-evolving lives and the crazily unfolding vocabulary. Each day brings with it a new learning.
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Apparently this is something I’d overlooked, using the unisex ‘chest’ rather than ‘breast’ when talking to the kids and they ended up using them interchangeably.
“Ummm.. That’s your chest, not a ‘breast’ “, said I struggling to explain the difference.
After a long drawn out explanation H finally caught on. Then nodding his head wisely he summed it up – “Oh so women have breasts on their chests and men just have chests.”
Edited to add: Going by the comments that breast cancer was not so uncommon among men any longer I decided to pass on the information to H. Here’s what he had to say..
“So some men get it too?”
“Yes.”
“Do some men also have a uterus?”
“No, they don’t.”
“Can you tell me a few diseases that ONLY men get?”
I’m off now..
However this Sunday after a long time we managed to make time to get crafty. Naisha called over her friends who were only too eager to drop by. Just as we were settling down in streamed Hrit’s gang on their way to collecting rackets and shuttlecocks.. badminton is the flavour of the month for them. The eldest one spared a cursory glance at the girls then pronounced rather dismissively, “I rock at art but suck at craft.” Nothing wrong with the statement except it sounded like I was watching an American sitcom. My sister tells me it’s normal. As if the awesomes and the dudes were not enough to bug me! I seriously need to get used to this new gen vocabulary.
Anyway.. onto our craft. We did some very very simple walnut shell tortoises. The original link is here http://www.notimeforflashcards.com/2009/11/walnut-shell-turtles.html
Check out ours..
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| We traced out the walnut shells |
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| Made a head and two pairs of legs, coloured them and cut them out. They all went for green ones because “only green tortoises look natural”. |
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| We stuck on the shell and the googly eyes and it was done |
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| Then the girls wanted to make fridge magnets like ones I’d made for Hrit Naisha for Valentine’s Day. I got their pictures from their mum’s FB pages and loved their mystified faces.. “How did you get our pictures, aunty?’ Heh heh! |
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| Naisha wanted me to put up this picture. She’s wearing earrings she made herself… |
While laying the table last night Naisha asked…
Mama four plates or three?
Three, I said.
Hmm you’ll have soup, right?
Right.
That’s a good idea mama. If you don’t eat too much you’ll become smaller (as a corollary to ‘If you eat lots you’ll grow bigger) and I’ll grow bigger and one day we’ll be the same age.
Pretty logical.
Then she added… If you don’t grow bigger (which is the same as ‘older’ for her), you won’t die soon because only old people die, so soup’s good.
Which is true in a roundabout kind of way.. I will certainly live longer if I eat carefully.
Cheers to Naisha.
Here’s another one from her.
She walked out with two erasers in her hands and says, “Mama see how well I can gargle” and then proceeded to throw them up in the air and catch them deftly.
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| … and Hrit’s just being himself |
Not to forget Hrit
The other day he was doing some vague form of push ups, apparently preparing for a race with his friends. Trying to add my two bits to his enthusiasm I said, “Very good. Keep exercising and you’ll become strong and handsome.”
He stopped, gave me an exasperated look and said, “I’m not doing this for ‘handsoming’ I’m doing it for racing”. Ummm …. Right!
Then there was the time he was very keen on learning how to play ‘Chest’.
And his Hindi-English translation:
“When you say “Mujhse bura koi naihin hoga” do you mean ‘no one can be angrier than I am’?
Pretty close, I’d say.
Finally… the most inexplicable one.. the ‘en’ at the end of every word…
I have ‘puten’ my toys away.
I have teachen Naisha the car racing game.
And my personal favourite while watching a cookery show — If you would have watchen it from the beginning you could have maken it for us.
‘in’ words with Naisha
Bin – I’ve ‘bin’ a good girl
