Ashwin is alarmed when I speak to him the other day: 'I cant find the garbage truck, only the fire engine is here.'
A day before, I had asked him to keep all his Hot Wheels miniature vehicles safely if he expects me to buy him an aeroplane. Luckily for him, I dont remember the third toy I left for him to play.
Ash is all eager to see me next week. He asked his dad if he needs to pack all his stuff so that he can be ready to go to Chply the moment I come.
Happy Sunday everybody. Nothing much is happening here. I am plodding through Coelho's The Winner Stands Alone. Enjoying it.
When a child is born, so is a mother... A working mother's growing up years with her two children.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
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