ganesh citappa quotes martin luther king at the dining table.
too much analysis causes PARALYSIS.
asking shary about the henna on her palms.
i've been waiting for A HUNDRED MILLION YEARS.
taking vanoo to pluck flowers, but ended up plucking a flower for her.
reason: ANTS.
there are ants on the flower!
can you please pick one for me?
i'll be brave when i grow up.
the ants will attack small kids like anantha jothi.
while peeling apple skin for the punch.
me: i'm so slow in doing this.
aswene: that's how you learn. keep on doing it.
deepa: never mind. take your time.
trini: shalenee akka's always slow. hahaha.
----------------=.=''----------------------->.<"--------------------=.=''-------------------- later... after trini went away, i voiced out my decision to not peel apples with a knife again.
deepa akka finds sitting and listening the sound of the waves calming.
apparently, during her last site visit to cambodia, she sat by the beach from 9 p.m. tp 2 a.m.
during lunch, i requested shary to eat 8 mouths of food.
i'm 5 years old, so i only need to eat 5 mouths.
when i become 8 years old, i'll eat 8 mouths.
when i'm 10 years old, then i'll eat 10 mouths!
anantha jothi speaks a lot now. like a parrot. non- stop. she screams too.
she's able to wave and say: bye~
she can count up to 4.
she swims her way out of trouble by calling appa? appa~ or atte? atte~ (you get the point)
vanoo stayed in rukumani atte's house for a few days.
apparently, the 4 year-old got bullied by the one year 4 month-old.
this is how it was.
atte gave a gummy bear each to aj and vanoo.
as usual, vanoo took her own sweet time to savour the gummy bear.
aj just plopped the gummy into her mouth, walked calmly and cooly pass vanoo, grabbed vanoo's gummy from her hand and plopped it into her own mouth.
vanoo started crying and complaining.
it happened for a second time.
even vanoo's toys were under the control of little tyrant aj.
i slept in the living room together with a whole lot of people.
i noticed something very peculiar.
there were snores.
of course, how would that be weird, right?
but trust me when i say that it sounded like the cries of a whale.
so many people, 4 loud snores, all at their own intervals and individuality.
kabadi on the beach was fun. so was football. and ping pong. the straw, paper clips and paper game. banana boat and the boat ride.
the barbequed chicken was fantastic! my mouth still waters thinking of it. aih.
the people were around, joking, laughing, eating and sleeping.
it was perfect.
except for the first night where i was shivering cold trying to get some sleep.
Mwahahahaha.
when i become 8 years old, i'll eat 8 mouths.
when i'm 10 years old, then i'll eat 10 mouths!
anantha jothi speaks a lot now. like a parrot. non- stop. she screams too.
she's able to wave and say: bye~
she can count up to 4.
she swims her way out of trouble by calling appa? appa~ or atte? atte~ (you get the point)
vanoo stayed in rukumani atte's house for a few days.
apparently, the 4 year-old got bullied by the one year 4 month-old.
this is how it was.
atte gave a gummy bear each to aj and vanoo.
as usual, vanoo took her own sweet time to savour the gummy bear.
aj just plopped the gummy into her mouth, walked calmly and cooly pass vanoo, grabbed vanoo's gummy from her hand and plopped it into her own mouth.
vanoo started crying and complaining.
it happened for a second time.
even vanoo's toys were under the control of little tyrant aj.
i slept in the living room together with a whole lot of people.
i noticed something very peculiar.
there were snores.
of course, how would that be weird, right?
but trust me when i say that it sounded like the cries of a whale.
so many people, 4 loud snores, all at their own intervals and individuality.
kabadi on the beach was fun. so was football. and ping pong. the straw, paper clips and paper game. banana boat and the boat ride.
the barbequed chicken was fantastic! my mouth still waters thinking of it. aih.
the people were around, joking, laughing, eating and sleeping.
it was perfect.
except for the first night where i was shivering cold trying to get some sleep.
Mwahahahaha.
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