Just like that

1. A’s English teacher has asked them to recite two poems every day , one at the start and one at the end of the day. The morning one goes like this : ” God, please help me remember that there’s nothing going to happen today that you and I can’t handle together ”

2. In my recent read of Anuja Chauhan’s Baaz, something goes like this : “God, give me strength that I ask nothing of you ”

I somehow liked those two prayers very much and hence have appeared here 😊

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The potato story

Couple of months ago, we attempted growing potatoes by planting a potato bud. At about the same time, it so happened that one of our superiors at work had visited India and over a casual conversation showed us a video of how he had harvested his home-grown potatoes as a hobby. I got all the information I could about how long we would have to wait, when we could pull out the roots. A and I waited eagerly for the big day. The plant grew and withered as expected and when the final day had come, we asked V to capture those precious moments while we harvest our own potatoes. We pulled out the roots gingerly with great anticipation, but all we got was the skin of the bud that we had planted 😦

We were disappointed a little. And then the next opportunity came when a discussion started at parents’ place about starting a kitchen garden. A passed on all the details she knew about growing potatoes. Over the next few weeks, they started setting up the kitchen garden and the species of potato became a part of them.

Ten days ago, my father sent me this picture and my joy knew no bounds on seeing that.

Over the weekend when we visited parents’ place, we saw that couple of more plants were ready for harvesting and we proceeded this time too with great anticipation !

And this is the loot we got ! This includes the top potato too. We couldn’t believe how this tiny potato looked such big in the previous snap 🙂 Nevertheless, potatoes are potatoes, big or small !!!

Recreation while re-creation …

Apparently A played this game at my friend’s place with their kids.

And she spent the whole of last Sunday re-creating it, bringing her friends over, explaining them the game and playing with them.

Unused Cardboard , paints, quilling strips, star punch, scissors, colour papers, all went into the making

I loved the idea of making the game and the whole process of getting engaged in making it !

Living next door to Alise

Was a book that got added to my wish list in the library for A to read , but was long forgotten . And as starts have aligned to make me lay my hands on that book, one of the two books which I have actually placed the order for, went out of station and the gentleman has kindly picked the one available from the wish list as a substitute. And that happened to be this one !

So yesterday, when the book arrived, I opened it casually to see what it was like. I instantly liked it and started reading it, although it was actually meant for A. I kind of read the book whenever I had time and I should say, I really liked the book.

I liked the book for the cute little elephant making me want one such as a pet , for the way it was shown how each kid could have a different taste. Those little snippets of information which talked of measuring temperature basing on the number of chirps made by birds in 15 seconds, were quite fascinating.

I have no idea if A would like the book, but for me, it was a good read after a long time !!