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
Dear Dr. Seuss,
...Today's like every other Chengdu day. "Guys, should we go for a walk, around the block today? Oh dear! It might rain, the clouds are so grey. But hey, isn't it like this here every day?" Ten minutes into our walk, long, heavy drops landed. R was asleep. I peaked. We had the rain cover. … Continue reading Dear Dr. Seuss,
Bob Dylan in Shanghai
A couple of Fridays ago we flew to Shanghai, hung out in a hotel room for a few hours, then took the crowded peak-hour metro to the Shanghai Grand stage. Bob Dylan was performing. The crowds in the subway on a Friday evening could overwhelm anyone. I don't know how L and R made it without … Continue reading Bob Dylan in Shanghai
Upsy Daisy…Upsy Daisy…
Leila loves Upsy Daisy, a character from her new favorite TV series In the night garden. She first used to call her"Dai", then "Dai-dy" and now she says "Daisy" clearly. It is very sweet to hear. Lately she says it often. Each episode of the show begins with a parent telling their baby a bedtime … Continue reading Upsy Daisy…Upsy Daisy…
My not so controlled, not so scientific experiment.
Our sleeping arrangement is as consistent as everything else is with me lately. L and R share a room and have a crib each. For the beginning of every night they are in their room. Some parts of some nights we have one of them in our bed, and sometimes much more rarely both. Having … Continue reading My not so controlled, not so scientific experiment.
Me…start a blog?
Over the last two years my world has revolved around taking care of Leila and Rahul, my almost year-and-a-half twins. So to start a blog now, seems a bit strange. What could I possibly have to say? I don’t know which regimes are being toppled over, I haven’t seen photos of the effects of the … Continue reading Me…start a blog?
5 to 6 am – funny hour
My night shift ends at 6 am when Maher's begins. If there is a waking after 5 I catch myself asking Maher what time it is, hoping it's 6 so I don't have to get out of bed anymore. The last two mornings it was 5:45. We had to laugh because he gets to turn … Continue reading 5 to 6 am – funny hour