A good morning!

Some days are just happy days. Today seems to be one such. The kids woke up on their own a good half hour before I even start waking them. They then decided they wanted to get dressed ‘all on their own’ and they did. Some half an hour before time they were dressed and ready. N sat reading a book while H took to the juicer and made some Mosambi juice with ABBA’s “I have a dream’ for the background score. Bliss! Contrast this with a regular day when we go down to catch the bus with N’s cheeks bulging with breakfast and H running back home to get his skating kit.
Moral: Early to bed and early to rise starts your day with a happy surprise 
(See that? Even the rhymes are happy today).
While on music — H has opted for it at school and comes back humming each day. Last week it was ‘Give me oil in my lamp’. This week it is ‘I have a dream’. Brings back happy memories of my school days.

In other news…
We got our TATA Sky upgraded and H wanted the empty carton to play with. Trying to put him off I told him,  ‘Papa wants to see the box before you can play with it so wait till he comes from office’. Pat came the reply, ‘Why don’t you click a picture and send it to him on his phone, and he can tell me if I may have the box?’ Seriously the kids are getting too tech savvy for comfort.

Moral: Trying to put off kids with excuses works no longer. A simple ‘No’ is best.

And some more news..
H had been pestering us for a Playstation. Not a great fan of gadgets, we put forth a seemingly impossible task. H had to get a perfect score in ten consecutive tests and we’d get it for him. Yeah, you guessed it, he went ahead and did just that and now we’re in a bind.

Moral: Never underestimate the power of a play station.

I’m off to the gym for my daily dose of endorphins! Have a great day everyone.

Pet peeves

‘May I have a pet’, asked H the other day. I knew this was the beginning of a long long debate which would stretch through the years because I was completely sure my answer would never be a ‘yes’ and my son is tenacious if not anything else.

“Please mama may I have a dog?” he persisted. “And I want a cat”, chimed in N.

I steeled my heart and reeled off my list of objections..
Our house is too small.
Who will walk it twice every day?
Who will look after it when we’re on vacation?
What about dog/cat hair all over the house?
And the doggy smell.. yikes.

After some time of back and forth.. we’d eliminated dogs, cats, lovebirds and fish.

‘May I have a salamander, at least. He doesn’t need looking after. He’ll eat up insects, he doesn’t need to be walked and and we can take him on a holiday in the car with us,” that was a tough one to tackle.
But “I don’t know where to buy a salamander?” Said I. Simple.

A disappointed H then said in a very small voice.. Can we at least adopt two children then – a boy and a girl for N and I?

Still figuring out how to handle that one.

Lesson of the day: Children are lower than salamanders on the pet-desirability list!