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I'mmmmmmmm baaaaaaaaaaaack!!!

in blog world and how I've missed everyone...(the 3 who read my blog that is)... refreshed, rejuvenated, exhausted, alive and happy.... as you mightve guessed jetlag hasn't worn off yet!!!
But seriously the trip was sooooooo good... and more importantly, D-Poo had a blast... of course she's still too young to be annoying when she complains about mosquito bites and one only feels sorry for her... but all in all quite the trooper...she loved being fussed over, cared for, loved to bits and cuddled a lot by everyone...especially the cousin P-Boy. Was truly cute to see the two of them hugging and kissing quite innocuously of course and having so much fun!!!
My daughter though doesn't believe in just enjoying the moment. Jealousy soon set in and her attention-seeking ended in appalling tantrums and the appearance of "bad Dhriti" at regular intervals till we decided to dispense with the schizophrenic solution to dealing with her weird behaviour... if this is any indicator of the kind of sibling she's going to be, boy, are we in for a rough ride!!! And she started the trip by knocking herself int he teeth and ended it with a head-to-head butt with said cousin!!! Zizou would have been proud...She still has a bump on her head as evidence!!
As for the mommy, rejuvenated only sort of.. it was brought home to me how much I need and want to go back home... can someone out there give me a job?

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Anonymous said…
awwwwwwwwwwwwww..
welcome back humveeee :))
missed you in the blogging world.... :(

D an P :)) ??? not bad progress your little one is making :dd! Must say, you are in for a looong rough ride though, what with the long list of boyzzz that will be soon clamouring for queendee's attention :))

ps: i am told profiles on my painting are quite off ! (hmph) no imagination, some people have!!
10:37 AM
Anonymous said…
sorry...make that Princess D :)
nice zing that has......
10:41 AM
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11:55 AM
Chatter Box said…
Hey welcome back too..You can add one more to your list of avid, loyal readers:)
1:06 AM
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