Both IV lines are just off. Down to oral meds- morale in the room is up!
Hospital Yoga with Papa
Both IV lines are just off. Down to oral meds- morale in the room is up!
Category: Maher aka papa aka baba
Maher enjoys the stories that make him seem like a hero!
Mama, Malaki is a Spider!
Malaki Paul is a brave little boy who goes straight to the hearts of the judges and audience at Britain's Got Talent 2012. He feels what he sings. Partway through the audition he breaks into tears. A teary hug from his "best mum in the world," and he starts his song again, and he sings … Continue reading Mama, Malaki is a Spider!
Translating Bullshit into Bullshit
Rahul and Leila chopping play dough vegetables. Maher: Qu'est ce que tu cuisine Leila? Leila: Uhhh, I'm cooking mothika. Maher: Ah bon. C'est quoi "mothika"? Leila: Papa, ummm, en francais c'est lita.
Installation Art
A few months ago when the Chengdu rain was pouring incessantly, and probably around a full moon day, I bought a bunch of frames from Ikea. I picked a handful of my favorite paintings by R and L and created a colourful installation. Me: Do you think these two work in here, in the black … Continue reading Installation Art
Bangkok from the Hotel-Room Window
photos by Maher
Yoga with Papa
Leila Baby
Maher: Qu'est-ce que tu fais mon petit bebe Rahul? Rahul: Rahul grand, papa. Maher: C'est vrai, tu est mon grand garcon, et Leila c'est ma grande fille. Rahul peeking at Leila from the corner of his eyes: Leila petit bebe, Rahul grand! Leila: NON! Leila non petit bebe, Leila grande.
Parenting and Practicing Yoga: Against all Odds by Maher Kassar
Maher lives in Chengdu with his wife Natasha, and children Leila and Rahul. An amateur runner and yoga practitioner; he openly admits the difficulty of balancing his activities with work and raising children. Against all Odds Hong Kong 2009. These were stressful yet exciting times. Times where everything was possible, yet everything was impossible. Times … Continue reading Parenting and Practicing Yoga: Against all Odds by Maher Kassar
Sad
I’ve been solo parenting for the last 10 days. On Sunday, Leila, Rahul and I spent the morning out. We were at a housing complex close by, playing on their favorite blue and red dolphin-swings. Nothing pleases them more. At one point we take a break: drink some water, eat a few grapes, change a … Continue reading Sad
Bedtime Stories Part 1
It’s bedtime. “Rahul, can you choose a few books for us to read tonight?” He brings 3 of his favorites. “Tuttle tuttle tree,” he repeats as we go through Dr. Seuss’s ABC imaginings. A comb, a brush, and a bowl full of… “Mush!” he beams, as we say goodnight to the room, the moon, the … Continue reading Bedtime Stories Part 1
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