A night a home

As always, tons of things come to my mind of what I should write and they all clash with each other and eventually vaporize and disappear in my land of all thoughts.

As I untangle my thoughts about what to write, the snapshot of my time  -lying down with my son in his bed, ticking him, talking to him about my goal of 10k steps a day, and finding an eloquent way to answer his question on Adam and eve – I had a great time with him.

Meanwhile my little darling Shona – I ask her to complete my sentence of – anything is possible if ….. and I look at her in anticipation that she’d guess what to say next and she says …..if you put a cake on it….

Ha ha ha…we cracked up laughing. These days she’s trying to remember her baby days…and asks me if I can think of something of her days as a baby :) she doesnt realize she's still a baby...my love.

What do you remember from your childhood days?.....

I remember being loved....not inhibited....i remember vacations...I remember my brother pampering me.... I remember riding bike to school, I remember being afraid of this kid in my school, I remember being aloof, I remember my sister being a great athlete and all rounder at school... I remember our frequent travels to nearby towns, I remember my dad's gentleness.