I hear this in my sleep.

Kean's faves

Balloons
Climbing on the stool like his sister
Climbing on the table and then crying because he can't climb down
Croco
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star
Birds
Strawberries
Dancing
Humming Skip to My Lou (who is Lou, anyway? Or do they mean loo?)
Hanging upside down
Running through piles of leaves
Sunglasses
Pepper's ears
A good game of chase

A Tall Tale

When people ask June's age, the usual comment is "Boy, she's tall!" or some variation thereof. Which is what the mom at toddler time said to me this morning, followed by "Her father must be tall." Hmmm. No one had ever said this to me. So, I said the first thing that came to mind: I don't know. The woman looked at me totally dumbfounded. If she had a caption bubble over her head like in a cartoon, it would have read How can this woman not know if the father of her child is tall? Then she seemed embarrassed, as if she had treaded on a taboo subject with me: This woman has had so many partners that she doesn't know who her child's father is? It took me a couple seconds to notice her confusion and clear it up. You could almost see the wave of relief come over her face.

Keep in touch.

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Can't talk. We're too busy eating chocwit.

Halloween, as you know, is all about candy.
Little Miss June thought that was just dandy.
First she was a princess and then a cake.
Don't try to eat her! The frosting is fake.

Little brother Kean said "Moo" instead of "Boo."
When he saw a bowl full of candy, his hands just flew!
Do you recognize his costume?
That's because it used to be June's.






Kean, October 2009


June, October 2007

Which one is your favorite?

Wondering what happens on a typical day at the Masala Family homestead? Take a gander and tell me your fave.

I am a dictionary, plus gratuitous cute shot of Masala Kids.

If June doesn't know a word you say, she'll stop you mid-sentence and ask what it means. I can't even remember why I used the word grindstone, but boy, was that a doozy to explain. Here are a few others I've had to decipher for her.
- tonsils
- detour
- absurd
- frustration
- presentation
- prowl
- donation
- volunteer

More to come, I'm sure.

And then it was September

But before we say good-bye to summer, a few parting shots...

Kean and Croco. Croco is officially his first word, said a few weeks back. He hasn't said it since!
Open bathing suit. Insert hose. Ahhhhh.




Shhh. Don't tell my sister I'm drinking her milk.

Bye-bye summer. But wait, we're going to the beach in a few weeks - summer lives on!