Unicorn

Today while getting Bobby boy ready for bed, Papa said, "You can wear the dinosaur tshirt but it will be hidden under your unicorn for school". Wait, unicorn? All 3 of us exclaimed at the same time. Papa corrected to "No, no, i meant uniform, not unicorn". I jumped in, with a bit too much enthusiasm i fear.. "No, don't teach Bobby wrong things, in the morning he will wear his school unicorn, not uniform!". But Bobby caught on. Maybe i should've dialed the enthusiasm down.. but the next 20 minutes or so, there was rigorous debate on whether it was a school unicorn or a uniform, and sadly the boy was not convinced. 

It reminds me of all the time i used to teach him - a cow says quack quack and a duck says moo.. he grew out of that one too.. need to find more things to teach him right!

Snow Day

We got this season's cold front blast us this week with temperatures in the teens and wind chill in the 0f. My stance has been if it is going to be that cold, it might as well snow.. some change in scenery is a nice exchange package. And I was not disappointed. Even though the forecast on the previous days seemed to rule out chahe of snow, snow it was, nevertheless!

Waking up on the Monday of Martin luther day, I rushed to look out of the window.. and it was WHITE! Beautiful, cold snow. But i was content to just look outside from the window and had no intent to partake in the frigidness. There was the thought that doggo might feel otherwise, but on this occasion I thought we can just let him out in the backyard but himself. Usually I don't like him going to the bathroom in the backyard, and typically the doggo doesn't like to play by himself in there anyway. But this was not a usual day. 

So while I had some delicious first tea of the morning, Dulce doggo was let outside in the backyard on white fluffy cold snow he was meeting for the first time, while we all watched him from the window. The 4 legs were having a blast! He ran, he chased, he tried rolling in the snow. The powdery goodness was on his back, on his nose. He was running full speed from one end to the other, in circles, then chasing some birds probably laughing at him in the trees! He was delighted. Seeing him from this side of the window, little miss Haana could not take it anymore. She decided, I'm going out. As she was gearing up, I conceded, I'm gonna go out as well. It took us a good 15 minutes to suit up,  and we headed outside. It was only a half inch snow, so we scraped it up from the sidewalk up to slam it on to each other. Soon though we joined forces against a common foe.. Dulce doggo! So we called on him, and when he ran to us, all playful and unsuspecting, we blasted his face with snow! He ran away swift as a fiddle only to dodge and swirl back around. Soon we had company too. Bobby boy couldn't stay watching us from the window for long. And soon Haana and Bobby exchanged snow flurries before joining forces against the doggo again! All of us had a blast! And soon we headed back to warmth inside, happy but cold!

Spelling Bees

How many 'r's are there in the word sorry?

Zero. It is spelled as sowwy.

How many 'y's are there in the word yellow?

Zero. It is spelled lellow.

How many 'l's and 'r' are in the word library?

Zero. It is spelled wibwawy.

How many 'r's are there in the word orange?

Zero. It is spelled owange. 

How many 'r's are there in the word green?

Zero. It is spelled gween.

So far in this spelling bee, it is Bobby boy 5, and the rest at 0. 

Please Knock

Little miss Haana has moved to another bedroom a couple months back. I have actively resisted, desisted and discouraged the idea and its execution. However it has still come to pass. I miss her, and I still have all kinds of stipulations of how much time she can spend all by herself (away from me), i would say I've only had partial success. 

Anyhow one day a notice of "Please Knock" went up on the door of her room. This can only mean one thing. To go in the room and look around and then, and only then, knock at the door or wall of any knock-able surface. 

Miss Haana didn't think that was the expected behavior.. 

Fox Backpack

Little miss Haana got a little backpack from school. A prize for something she did. It was tiny, puffy, shaped like a little fox, and so cute. 

Recently Bobby boy has been needing to take his water bottle to school. I thought he can have a small backpack to put his water bottle in. 

The little fox backpack couldn't have appeared at a better time. Bobby boy fitted it with his prized blakie and a toy, and wore the backpack all evening long. He even wanted to sleep with the backpack on his back, before I told him he will need to keep the backpack away for sleeping. He went and have his little backpack hang in with mumma, Papa and Gugu's large backpack!

This morning brimming with pride, Bobby boy went to school with his backpack. Showed it to his teacher Ms. Sabine, who exclaimed such a cute fox it was! And then hung it by his cubbies in the class. With a smile as wide as a fox's grin!!

Please Knock

A new sign came up on little miss Haana's for. "Please Knock", it says.

I did the most reasonable thing. I opened the door and entered, and then once inside I knocked to announce I'm here. 

Little miss Haana didn't appreciate my approach!

12th Birthday

In spite of my insistence to the contrary little miss Haana decided to turn 12 this birthday. I think growing up is so overrated! 

Our day started with the kids woken up 30 minutes earlier than usual for a cake cutting in the morning. Video calls with both sets of grand parents and with Softy mausi, with birthday wishes, hugs and kisses and then little miss Haana and Bobby boy were both off to school. 

I had a packed day at work, but left to make a run for target in the middle of the day to pick up some last minute supplies. Then, finished my day at work earlier than usual to set up the star attraction for the birthday - the treasure hunt. I had written the riddles in my scratch pad the day before, so now was the time to write them out on paper, stick some stickers, wrap the gifts and place them in their hiding places. Then, prepare cake batter and let the baking begin. 

Raj brought the packages home just in time! Little miss Haana had had a good day at school. Each of her teachers had given her something special for her special day. Violin teacher had played happy birthday on his recorder, with his nose! At karate, Mr. Hood had then do a plank while singing happy birthday. At math class Ishaan just started singing happy birthday and the other kids joined in. At lunch several boys pooled in money to buy little miss Haana several cookies and treats. 

As soon as she got home, it was time for the treasure hunt to begin. She went through reading each clue, running around the house to figure out the clue and find the treasure. It took some time but soon all the 8 treasures were found. And it was time for cake cutting a a 3 tiered chocolate cake was not going to eat itself!

After cake it was time to head out for dinner. Little miss Haana was pleased with all her treasures! But not as much as we are pleased for her :).

Happy birthday my sweetness :)