The noise levels at home can sometimes become deafening. Despite our living so high up ( or probably because of it) we are subject to noises from the crack of dawn.

Right from the parrots screeching to ambulances wailing to workmen hammering away. We hardly get a moment’s peace and quiet.  And sometimes in the afternoon, especially when the three Little Ones are extra chirpy and you’ve had a heavy meal, you could do with some peace and quiet.

One afternoon I wanted to watch a potboiler playing on TV  and requested the twiblings to keep quiet so that I could listen to the dialogues without putting the volume on super loud. 

After half an hour of deathly silence, I got a fright. They were far too quiet. What happened to the kids? They couldn’t be so silent for so long.

I went outside my bedroom and found them playing at their favourite game in pin-drop silence. They had taped their mouth with a sticker of a hero sandwich!

 

I was horrified and asked them what they were up to

“Nothing,” came their muffled answer. “You told us to ZIP our lips!

Thank God they didn’t take me literally and sew zips on their mouths!

With this, I’ve come to the last of my stories about my Little Ones. I do hope you enjoyed them as much as I enjoyed recounting them.

Ciao

 

With this post, I’ve come to the end of the AtoZ2020 Challenge, a month-long blog hop where participants posted 26 posts, one for every Alphabet, every day except Sundays.

I do hope you enjoyed these posts and thank you for dropping by every day and following the wisdom of my Little People.

 

Christmas is special all over the world. Everyone loves Santa. And everyone knows he comes from the North Pole. But do you know that one day, the Santa who came home was from Holland! 

It was the week before Christmas and the twiblings were excited. Santa was coming home that evening. As they nudged each other and whispered, I knew something was afoot.

“What’s happening?” I asked them.

“SANTA IS COMING HOME TONIGHT!” they said in unison.

Really? I asked them. “How do you know?”

“Well, Abu said Santa was coming .”

Unfortunately, it wasn’t Santa but XANDER Hubby Dear’s Dutch colleague who was coming home to dinner.

Well, when they woke up the next morning and saw the stash of chocolates and cheese he brought for them, they were convinced Santa had come visiting. 

I wonder how long this innocence will last for.

Ciao

I’m participating in the AtoZ2020 Challenge, a month-long blog hop where participants post 26 posts, one for every Alphabet, every day except Sundays.

Do join me as I share my adventures with my Little People.