I should have maintained this at different stages in Milosh's life. Now its not sleepless nights, or potty training aftermath, but nevertheless there are some very joyful things moms of 4 year olds get to enjoy. Here are some that come to mind:
- Dealing with a proposal to buy a new toy almost every day, sometimes even right after buying a new toy on the same day (with varying intensity) See picture right outside a shop.
- Open the car door to a really bad stink - to discover a day old blend of coconut water and cheese crackers in the cup holder of the car seat.
- A car that is in deep need of cleaning - every day. Nuts, crackers, half eaten fruits, stones, sticks, art work from school, clothes, toys, papers from piano/ math class (I could go on).
- Having the driver's seat kicked while driving because you are not going to a desired destination (often a toy store or just "not home")
- Walking around tiny pieces of lego on your way to the rest room at night.
- Walking back to a 7/11 to pay for the Cheetos that were shop-lifted and then the next day holding back your breath as you see those Cheetos being chopped with a scale on the floor.
- Picking up tiny pieces of dried play-dough from the carpet.
- Kicking away tiny toy cars as you move through the kitchen while cooking a meal.
- Finding some candies and other sugary things, you hid in a hurry many days ago so they don't get discovered by your toddler.
- Non-negotiable "help" in cooking and doing dishes.
- Muddy shoe-prints from yard to shoe closet; right after housekeeping.
- Paying for things in grocery store that have teeth dug into them.
- Constant knocking on the door when you are in the toilet of a restaurant; addressing loud questions like - "are you doing pee-pee or poo-poo".
- Telling the housekeeper to skip the toy room - because you don't want her to quit. See picture below.
- Walking into the restroom - to see toilet paper and hand towel all over the floor, and a clean full roll neatly placed in the dustbin.
- Hoping the toothpaste has not dried yet in the tube without the cap.

Most recently, in a shop after breaking his promise for not asking for a toy, he held my leg and would not let go. The people crossing us were sympathizing - saying - we've been there.


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ReplyDeleteSharaab banenge, brew karne ke liye blog pe dala hai. These memories need to age well ;)
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