I made a hat for my mom. And it didn't fit her big head, so it was hurriedly donated to a cousin returning to the frontline - going back to work in delhi, which for us warm and toasty south of the tropic folks is unimaginable bravery, and i set to work making a larger one. Which when finished turned out to be too large to suit my mum's taste: 'too floppy', she said, with a dismissive shrug, and set me back to unravelling, and then crocheting it again. Too floppy, if you please! That's my mum, and nani, and brother, yeah it feels a bit like we're a flock of migratory birds, wintering. Don't be mistaken, though. My nani actually lives here, and my mum is accompanying her and being a dutiful (and extremely well-fed) daughter. The rest of us hangers-on just nose out the free food and gather like rodents, all quivering nostrils and bared teeth.
And here's the random tenant's kid that wanders in occasionally and demands to be fed. We used to joke that mum's training her like a pup with the 'no' and 'sit' and 'stay' stuff. Not to mention the 'no begging'. And then one day my mother picked her up by her ears to do the puppy pedigree test! I probably have a picture around here somewhere.
And here's the random tenant's kid that wanders in occasionally and demands to be fed. We used to joke that mum's training her like a pup with the 'no' and 'sit' and 'stay' stuff. Not to mention the 'no begging'. And then one day my mother picked her up by her ears to do the puppy pedigree test! I probably have a picture around here somewhere.
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