Baby Boom

I was reading this really cool blog by a mom named Shellie... and reading it actually made me want to become a parent as soon as possible.. Her kids Ian and Evan sound wonderful! Kindve reminds me of this little girl i know Jaedyn-Keisha. She's '4 whole years old' as she proudly likes to say with her big brown eyes looking at you like aren't you impressed or what???

Her moto in life is simple: Scream, smile, cry, jump, play, talk a lot and then repeat the pattern.

She sometimes says the most hilarious things. She has a tiny 1 month old brother now. So she enjoys playing with him and singing for him and burying her face in his chest. Strangely, that tiny fellow loves her voice even if she is screaming at the top of her lungs.

A while back, I was cross-questioning her about what she'd learned for the day. So this is how it goes:
Me: What colour is the grass?
Jade: Green
Me: How old are you?
Jade: 4 years old (wide brown eyes and the arent you impressed expression that undoubtedly goes with it)
Me: Who gives us milk?
Jade: (scrunched up face with a lot of concentration) MAMA GIVES US MILK!!

I couldn't stop grinning. Shes so adorably adorable. She also has this impressive habit of expressing her love by flinging herself from any height or object or just running at you with missile speed and clinging on to you for dear dear life as with total disregard to the spinal cord - hers and mine.. Those warm brown eyes prevent me from expressing my fear and so I silently just hold it all inside.

I was completely unprepared for one particular show of such love..She decided to launch herself at me from a stool..A high preacriously three-legged stool. As she jumped, she kind of bounced right of me and hit her head to the back of the stool.. This obviusly called for the pattern of scream, cry, talk a lot, smile and get back to playing. I had the fortune of staying over at her place for a bit longer that day. So in other words, in exactly 5 mins I had her launching herself at me in the same fashion and manner and woe to me if I didn't catch her this time.

I have to give it to that child!! I'm alert enough around her to shame even the best of spies and if her mother and I were sent to the border, I assure you we would never ever have to worry about unexpected attacks!!!

Random Swirls

Ive always prided myself on being a good writer and I hate it when i see someone better (that happens a lot) but it's a constant quest to outdo myself and everyone around. I don't think of myself as highly competitive, just a tiny bit and quite fickle. Not a very nice thing to say but this was something recently pointed out to me and I couldn't help but agree.

Being fickle isn't necessarily a bad thing. You get to play around with a million ideas in your head. Before you catch one you're on to the next. Some call it creative genius when one can't hold on to something for long. Then theres the downside being that one can't hold on to something for long. But who is anyone to decide and pass judjement? We have theory for everything in psychology - an exciting one being the Looking Glass Theory. I forget who it's by (Freud i think.. I'm scared of being blasphemous by penning down the incorrect name) but anyway, put simply, it states that every human reacts to another in a way that that the former thinks the latter percieves him. For eg: If Rohan percieves me as intelligent i tend to think of myself as intelligent and behave accordingly around him.

So that brings me back to the main topic.. What if Rohan percieves me as fickle? Does that make me fickle or do I just pretend to be fickle around him. If A,B,C,D...Z percieve me as cruel, happy, witty, selfish, loving....what does that make me or you?

Who am I or you? Which one? Could it be that we are all of the above or maybe just a tiny bit more of one and a lot of the other? Could it be that we're none of them? Could it be that we're all actually the same? The questions are endless and the answers even more so!!