Redefining ABCDs

Last evening I asked Datta, who is more interested in playing and doing rather than reading/writing, to actually sit down and write ABCDs. Needless to say, he couldn't get computer time if he didn't write them.

He grunted, complained and found no other way but to write them. So he did, threw the paper in my lap and went up to play Disney games on the computer with his big brother and little sister. After I was done doing whatever I was busy with, I looked at the paper, and to my dismay - found just A, B, C and D scribbled on it. Nothing more.

Here's the conversation that ensued:

Me: Datta... why didn't you write it all?

Datta: I did.

Me: Where? You just wrote 4 letters. Where are the rest?

Datta: You asked me to write only those four.

Me: No I didn't. I said write ABCDs - meaning, you have to write until Z.

Datta: But Z is not part of ABCDs.

I am sure scores of parents have gone through this conversation with their kids. It's almost the end of the day. No energy left to sit down and explain to him. Nor to keep him engaged with anything else either...so I resigned and left him giggle away with his siblings in front of the computer.

Swasti!!

How to know where you work?

Recently, while returning home from a drive, we came across the hospital Datta was born in. Incidentally that's the same hospital Usha works in as well. I was telling the boys where each were born and they asked us where mom and I were born at. Here it goes:

Datta: Where is amma (mom) born?

Me: Amma was born in a hospital in India

Chandra: How about you nanna (dad)?

Me: I was born at home in my hometown.

Datta: Why? You didn't have a hospital there?

Me: Not like that. It was just convenient and the facility was available at that time.

Chandra: Oh I know - mom was born in a hospital, so she works in a hospital now. You were born at home, so you work at home.

Datta: Yes, so anna (big bro) and I will be doctors when we grow up and work in a hospital.

How I wish it's as simple as that?!

Swasti!!

Manicure or Pedicure?

Yesterday we had been to the NY State Fair in Syracuse. At the end of the day, we took the free shuttle to get to the parking lot. On the bus there were two teenagers sitting next to us, and I couldn't help but smile at the conversation I overheard.

She: (looking at his hand resting on the support bar) Why do guys have such short nails?

He: Oh! That's because I have a bad habit of biting my nails deep, for some reason.

She: Yeah - I observed that with many guys. Don't know why they can't stand normal nails.

He: I guess regular nails don't look nice on guys. It's okay for girls as you go to get pedicure done. Is it manicure or pedicure for hands?

She: Mani... Pedi... hmm...whatever! The place I go to has both and I just get my nails done. I didn't pay attention to which is which.

Swasti!!

Triceratops unravelled

Did you ever learn about the Triceratops? If not, here's a quick tip for you, courtesy Datta.

Triceratop are dinosaurs that try to eat the tops (heads) off the people.

So, there you have it! Forget what paleontologists have to say about the herbivorous nature of the genus.

Swasti!!