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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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, [...]