We just came back from Ritesh's house, one of my friends who lives close by. Ridhima gets some company with his little son (Krish) and we a reason to have evening tea together. Monsoon has arrived and we couldn't see sun the entire day today albeit it never poured. Nevertheless the likelihood of a good spell cannot be denied. Sigh of relief! We have been facing an acute water supply shortage from last 5-6 months now. The weather has already become more bearable if not pleasant- excess humidity never lets it.
Ridhima is yet to get her school uniform and shoes. She has attended all of two days since she started going to her pre-school. The response, as we can gaze, is fairly positive, she likes the playing part at the school, the most. She knows almost everything in her syllabus and has started our classes on the subjects also making our lives a little more difficult. You cannot repeat the same thing again and again as the kids can.
The images are from her first drawing book. Came out good. Didn't they?
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| Mama look! Same to same. |
She hardly knows that today is Father’s Day and the fact that she means everything for us.
I have spoken to the teachers at the school that we are sending our daughter only to play, please keep the curriculum at a distance. There is no hurry to put her on the assembly line yet. It is really difficult to make them understand because no one asks such questions and they struggle answering. Pre school has taken a fairly handsome fee and their objective of existence is not clear to them only. Let me tell you this is not a unique case, school hunting has made me see worse.
Ridhima by God's grace, is not complaining about her stomach ache any more. We have stopped all her medicines and started to go by some home remedy subscribed by her grand mom and fairly experienced aunt (Munni, my sister). You can’t beat experience!
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