Chronicles of Purvi! Happy 7th birthday darling!

Purvi turns seven tomorrow. My baby is becoming a little girl. She still gazes at me with adoration. She hovers around me when I am getting dressed. She watches me as I apply my lipstick. And as I comb my hair. She looks at the clothes I have chosen and the perfume I use. She inhales, smiles approvingly and puts her arms around me.

She squeezes me tight. Then a little breathlessly and in complete awe she says “Mommy—you look beautiful!” She means it from the heart. I can see the adulation in her eyes.

She makes me feel so good. At times like these I think that I need her more than she needs me.

Another conversation that took place a few days ago

“Maaa…Will you please brush my teeth?”

“ You are big girl now.Almost seven. Brush it yourself.”

“Maaaaa… please. Pretty please with sugar and cherries.”

“I don’t like sugar and cherries.”

“Please Mommy—Please—No sugar and cherries then—Please can you brush for me?”

“No. I don’t know how to brush teeth” (and I pretend to be really busy)

“Okay—can I brush for you then?”

“No.I already brushed.”

“You piddly little Liar. You know how to brush teeth!”

I was so surprised. I didn’t know from where she picked up that line! I suspect it must be from ‘Home Alone’ that she watched a few days back..Or maybe her older brother coached her.

I chased her into the bathroom (She ran screaming, pretending to be terrified) and waited outside till she finished. If I don’t wait outside, she will pop right out and start pestering me in that whiny voice again.

Sometimes when I don’t agree to her unreasonable demands, she says “ Maaaaa…I know what will irritate you. Just wait and watch. I will whine and whine till you give in.”

What do you do with a child like that?

You just hug her tight—that’s what you do!