Insights Derived From Things Kids Say
What a whirlwind week it has been. That first day. The consequent days when I was sick and couldn’t even drop him to bus stop or see him immediately when he was back really showed me how very different life is now. Below are the surprising things I learnt in the past seven days of him going to Kindergarten,…
He takes that step onto that big, yellow bus and it is bittersweet. My heart wells up with emotions. I fear for how he will manage by himself, am proud that he wants to and am happy to see him start a going to school. But above all I am anxious that this would be the very first day where…
My five year old got a recommendation by the pediatrician to get his eyes checked. My husband has astigmatism, I have glasses too so we were pretty sure this day would probably come. But I wasn’t prepared for it to come so soon or what happened. We went to the Eye place and my nervous son sat on my lap…
Faith and God are always a tricky subject, specially when the question comes from the minds of those unable to comprehend the complicated importance of religion in one’s life. My five year old recently asked me,” Mom, I’ve been praying for a pet since a few days now. When will I get it ?” You can imagine my heart melting…
Goes to show the simplest moments in which we, no matter what our own situation, have to be strong for those we love.
I remember this outlandish conversation I had, even 30 years later, in Kindergarten. My friend: I’m in Class B, we are the Best. Me : I’m in Class A. We are fast because A is for Aeroplane !! Yes, I know. My logic is outstanding! Today, I wonder why I never thought of A is for Amazing ? Hmmm ……
Scene at book store, at cash register. Little 4 : “I want this. ” Me : ” No. We are almost done. “Little 4 naturally gets upset. Result, when an older boy ahead in line smiles at him, he feels angrier still and turns away, arms folded. Me : “That’s not nice. You should be nice. You can just say…
My son spelled his name for the first time today. It was a surreal experience. I had spent the last couple of days going over it with him so that he can recognize his name during the Easter egg hunt and today he says, ” Let me do it myself. ” and as he said letter after letter, my heart…
I didn’t get it at first. I was cleaning my daughter’s nose with saline solution. My son came, gazed intently at his sister and mumbled, ” Who are you? ” I was too busy trying to do what I was doing without further traumatizing a wailing child. After I was done, my son came and put a hand on my…
The lower lip juts out, arms crossed and eyes accusing. ” Mama, I’m sad. ” ” What happened baby ?” “You don’t feed me. You don’t watch me. You don’t listen me. You don’t play me. You don’t cook me. You don’t fight me and daddy .” My heart falls. We’re about to go to bed. I go over…