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Winter break (LMT post)

A bit of an unusual week in our household. The kids are on winter break. No camps, just chilling at home. Fun for kids but bit of a challenge for Da and I given that both of us are working three out of four working days. The line between work and life blurred and vanished this week. Thankful for the flexibility but looking forward to some separation between work and life next week.

Jotting down some cherished moments for this week.

– No school means no tennis, no Sunday school, no hockey games, no skiing, and no math team. What is not to love about getting all that time back to ourselves…!

– A nice two-hour nap on Sat. Ha, bliss..!

– Watching Hari teach himself to snowboard. Falling down, picking himself up, honing the balancing act and sliding with more confidence with every practice session. Loved his spirit of adventure and perseverance.

– Seeing Ram have the time of his life as we went sledding. This was the child that initially said, “I do not like sledding amma. I only want to make snowman. I do not want to go sledding”. After a couple of attempts, he took an about turn, “I do not want the small hill amma, I want to go to the big hill, just like anna” The magic of some pushing and nudging.

– Da’s b’day celebrations. We kept it low profile just like how he likes it. Minion tshirts, mini cup cakes, dinner and movie pretty much sums it up. It was our way of making his special day meaningful.

– The said dinner and movie was at the local library. We watched “Flight of the Navigator”, a movie made in the 80s. Such a clean movie, that was equally enjoyed by the kids and the adults.

From tomorrow evening, we will be back to our extra curricular activities and school routine. Let the madness continue!

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Let it snow (LMT Post)

Can someone please give me a shoulder rub and make some nice piping hot tomato soup please? Da and I are sore from all the shoveling tonight. The NorthEaster did not hit us as badly as some of our neighboring states, but it was a storm nevertheless. A storm that saw us break our backs clearing wet heavy snow. This winter has been atrocious like that. With sub zero temperatures and storms on a weekly basis, spring feels like a mirage that is so near yet beyond our grasp. Truth be told, despite the inconveniences and despair, the snow brings with it its share of little moments. What could those be?

– Just after typing in the code for our garage door, I turn around and what do I see? Lo behold, little Ram picking up snow and happily stuffing it in his mouth. “It is so tasty mama”, he says slurping the white fluffy snow with an innocence that only a 3-year old can radiate. I feel a wave of love wash over me that instant. I scoop him in my arms and give him wet sloppy kisses that he hurriedly wipes away.

– We have assigned tasks in our household when it comes to shoveling. Da takes out the snowblower, Hari shovels the walkway, I clear the snow dumped by the street snow plow, and Ram does whatever he wants. As I secretly observe Hari shovel the walk way, with a sense of focus, I nod to myself knowing that this little child will be a fine gentleman one day.

– After 13 years of being married, bonding happens not over candle lit dinner or heart shaped candies, but in catching curve balls. As we learn about the impending storm, Da and I team up, and divide and conquer, so that we can work around the inconveniences that a snow day entails while keeping things in motion on the work front.

– As labor intensive as shoveling is, there is a certain sense of calmness that permeates you as you pick up one scoop of snow after the other, slowly chipping away what was an insurmountable pile to begin with. It teaches you the power of baby steps, consistent efforts, and incremental progress.

– As I take short breaks when I shovel, I can’t help but soak in the purity of the white snow surrounding me. Oh such breathtaking beauty!

– A sense of comradeship as you see your neighbors roll up their sleeves and doing what we are doing.

On that note, good night and sleep tight, I am going to bed knowing that we are one day closer to spring. Yay to that!

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Beauty sleep

I know of folks who can manage with few hours of sleep. Not me though. I need my 8 hours of sleep. An half hour less, and you can find me cranky all day. Don’t ask me how I survived college, grad school, and two kids with my demanding sleeping needs.