Saturday was the appointed day when we got initiated into hyper-parenting.
10:00 am was school day for S, 9:30 was a clouring and recitation compettition for the V organized by some hyperactive Rotary club. The boys went to the school after I got the dancer 'costumed'. The girls went to attack the Rotarians.
After a long wait, around 11:00 am, we got round to some tear-filled colouring. All the while responding (calmly) to things like
- "Why is baby fish in this picture jumping out of the water?".
- "Will it not die?".
- "But, it is STILL looking happy".
- "I want the fish to show me the other eye so that I can colour it Blue."
- "Why is THAAT girl painting, while I am crayoning?"
Then we rushed to meet the boys at the the dance. Lovely dance to a number called Suvvi Suvvali (Kannada of course, from Mungaru Male). Lots of goofed up photo-ops later, we arrived back at the venue for recitation as a full family. Hyper, needless to say. The twosome ran around the grounds, fell, bruised, wailed, hugged, pushed each other all over again, rolled in the mud like dogs....Finally V was asked to take the stage. By which time I was puffed. She put the mike INTO her mouth and sang "Wheels on the bus". Judges were pretty impressed.
I was planning a quiet lunch and nap at home when my niece called to say that my kids will love OSO and that I should take them to it (along with the neice of course). We drove to the other end of town and saw that movie. I immensely disliked it. But the gen-X liked it.
Next time, I will chaperone them, but wait outside on the steps with a book. But I guess I shouldnt get hyper about bad movies. Its all a part of hyper-parenting.
Hey, but I forgot take S to the Music class on Saturday. Hmm..Still have a long way to perfecting the skill, I guess.
3 comments:
God you guys are so into the whole Kannada and Movies thing now. Way to go AirSpy, damn proud of you. Perhaps if you had trained yourself by coming with me to Vijaypath back in the day, you would have been better prepared for OSO now HMPH!
I still cant speak Kannada. The office boys make so much fun at my attempts at Kannada. V and S are taking to it marginally. "Eshthu galeej madidhiya" she will tell me when my handwriting is bad.
ha ha ha! how can you forget music class?!
V is utterly cute to say you are galeej-madidhiya-ing!
if you call this hyperparenting, what will you call this desi woman i know?
3 sessions tennis, 3 sessions swimming, 1 session mandarin, 1 session cello, 1 session ice skating, 1 session drama, 1 session carnatic music, 1 session ballet, 1 session french. per week. over and above school. kid is 6 years old.
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