Category: Our trials and joys of parenting twins
Maher and I are slowly figuring out how to take care of two same age children. There have been crazy hard times and stunningly beautiful ones.
Boys Can Wear Dresses Too
(As Posted at Multicultural Mothering) "Look, the woman is free now," Leila describes an American Indian man in the animated film. "That's a man, Leila," I say, knowing full well where this would go. "But, but he has long hair, and..." "Men can have long hair," I was a little too stern with her … Continue reading Boys Can Wear Dresses Too
Pre-school and a Post at Multicultural Mothering
My kids have been in pre-school for almost a week now. Thankfully, the transition couldn't have been smoother. Day 1 was fine. They didn't really know what they were in for. Second day Rahul wouldn't let go of me. Leila waved good-bye, and tried to get her brother to let go of my hand. "Come … Continue reading Pre-school and a Post at Multicultural Mothering
Baby Newton
"Mum look kshhhhh, looook, kshhhh doing kshhhhh up kshhhhh down." That's what I heard this morning. Rahul was trying to tell me something. Something BIG of course. I was focused on staying out of his and Leila's hyper-excited way, working hard at Facebook. I look at him as he's throwing a toy into the air, … Continue reading Baby Newton
Raksha Bandan this Year
Last year we celebrated the bond between brothers and sisters in our first Raksha Bandan. Leila tied a rakhee (usually an ornate string that symbolizes a bond of protection), around Rahul's right wrist. Leila had to have one as well - that bit is what made it Raksha Bandan - Our Version. They hugged and … Continue reading Raksha Bandan this Year
“Let’s Go Rahul”
David Livingstone Lodge, Livingstone Leila wore her "bag" on the way out of the hotel room. Rahul held her hand and they walked to breakfast. Together.
Blocks and Princes
Rahul caught a little cold yesterday. Rahul: Aaaaah mama, my nose not working. It's blocks ---------------------- Leila pointing at Rahul: I like this prince mama. Rahul: I not a prince, I little baby dinosaur. And the bickering began!
Little Bit Lollipop
Rahul: Mum, you want some of my grapes? Me: Thanks Rahul. But I'm full, I just ate a lot of food. Leila: You full? Is your belly hurting? Me: My belly is OK. But it's true, if you eat too much your belly can hurt. Also if you eat too little it can hurt. Eat … Continue reading Little Bit Lollipop
Too Loud
I wrote this 6 weeks ago. I would *never* have done such a thing today! ----------------------------- "Do you think we should tell Rahul to talk less loudly?" Maher asks me as he enters the kitchen in the evening. I walk over to the door, peek into the living room where L and R are playing. … Continue reading Too Loud
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.
Natasha Devalia 