Missing My Kids

I did it to my parents, and Ravi did it to his, so I suppose I cannot complain that ours have done it to us, but Lord, it does sometimes seem against nature how far away from home these two have roamed. It wouldn’t be so bad if they weren’t so much fun to have […]

The Owen-Enzo Fan Club, Dehradun Branch

These kids! I seriously have never seen children so full of life and high spirits as these two nephews of mine: Owen and Enzo. I come home for lunch every day and most often they are there waiting. My heart actually does a little leap when I see their shoes strewn carelessly outside the door […]

West Meets East (and caves)

In India, you don’t waste food. It is the original sin, the root of all evil and no old woman worth her salt will tolerate it. So when Masiji spotted young Owen dallying with his dal and clearly intending to feed it to the dog we don’t have, she moved in. Owen realized he had […]

Sunday Picnic

This was a picnic to remember, if only for the range of people who came. From Lakshmi, age 12 months, to Mummy, age 91. In-between: five more children, all under nine,  two more oldies (81 and 86), an 18 year-old beauty, three young things in their 20’s, two in their 30’s, two in their 40’s […]

Jetlag Levels The Field

Lucy and the boys were DYING to go for an expedition to town. I told them I would finish up my work and be back from the office at 3:15 to drive them in. I was 15 minutes late and see what happened!

Pamper Heaven

I don’t expect anyone else to share the sheer jubilation Ravi and I experienced when this veritable mountain of Pampers (Size 6, ONLY PAMPERS, Green Box, Not Purple) arrived with Dad and Lucy. But take my word for it. Living a long way from a Walmart’s or a Sam’s Club, we have to stockpile and […]

Welcome Sign

Read the sign. I was at the airport for an hour before these guys emerged. I was standing there all excited, holding my welcome sign, to the amusement of all the others also waiting. Then the crew from American Airlines walked out, a little bleary-eyed. One of them saw my sign. She clutched her friend’s […]

Arrival

At last! Hard to believe this moment has actually come. Dad came out first,leaving Lucy to grapple with the bags and the Customs officials (how nice of the wheelchair guy to wear a blue shirt to provide that perfect balance for Dad’s red). And there she is! Back in India at last. (Those bags are […]

Lucy’s Pad

This is Lucy’s room in the guest house. She and the boys will have to share the bed, and I am hoping they wiggle less in their sleep than they do when wide awake. They are small, action-packed people, on the go from morning till night! This is a room with an illustrious history! Our […]