she will turn three. (about time this mommy blog stops!!!or then, very soon, she will take over writing it)
this time i have decided to get a fun cake made, since i know i will not end up baking, icing, decorating a cake. until now the cakes in the brochure would make me want to throw up-garish, and nasty coloured, with characters from films/cartoons. but i am softening. the cake walla asked me to get a photo.
i checked out the possibilities on the net. and there are many- almost nudged me to make the cake on my own, the way my mother did for every birthday when i was growing up.
but the point of this post is not how inept, lazy and sluggish i am as a mother.
amongst the many, some very lovely, possibilities we found a ballet shoes cake. pretty in pink and white, with tiny ballerina shoes. given her fetish for shoes, i thought, she might think this is fun, so what if its pretty and pink. i enlarged the picture, she squealed in delight. yes, yes, mumma, this cake is nice.
so i think, okay, let it be this one.
she says, par mujhe pink shoes nahin chahiye. red chappal chahiye.
cake cancelled, photo deleted.
yes, she is her father's daughter.
flashback to farewell party in college. many awards were given out. one of them was "the rubber chappal intellectual award". it was a yellow pair. the left one went to her father. the right one to her shalini massi.
and yes, since you are wondering, he did wear rubber chappals to college most of the time.