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Mother, writer and daydreamer. Also chocoholic and chick-flick lover. But mainly mommy. To two boys, at that! When not escorting my Elder One (EO) to karate class, I'm trying to get in as many cuddles as possible from my Younger One (YO). And when not doing either, I'm hard-at-work trying to maintain a steady relationship with my laptop. And as for the Man I Married (MIM), well, let’s just put it this way – even though we share a bedroom, our most meaningful conversations are held over the cell-phone!

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Counting Tales...

"1,2,4,6,7,10!"...my little one finishes with a flourish.

It used to irritate me with the EO and with the YO I am more resigned. I mean what? Do the numbers just fall out of your head?!?

I think I have my answer now.

I went for a couple of rounds around the park yesterday. Try keeping track of the number of rounds you complete along with the multiple thoughts, songs and he-said-she-said issues in your head.

Yes, I've found that numbers do have a way of flying out the ear-drum.

I'm sorry my little ones, Mamma owes you an apology!

2 comments:

Monika,Ansh said...

Aww...u r a darling mommy.

Mama - Mia said...

:D

does that mean its time from the fat busting diaries! you are regularly walking n all! :)

Cubby hasnt gone beyond un, too! :p

cheers!

abha