Yesterday Jispa saved me from falling down the steps. I always hold her hand while climbing up and down the stairs. Almost always. This is an old habit mainly due to the fact that I am normally overtly cautious and believe that what can be avoided must be. I was getting off the foot over bridge when due to the light rain the steps were slippery and I slipped. Luckily I was holding her and she held on to her balance well and truly firm and bore my weight. I was thus saved by my little one. Am I a proud father or am I a proud father.
This Saturday we went to Aamby valley. I had to go on an official visit and decided to take my family along. The road up from Lonavala was thru the clouds. Jispa got a chance to see the clouds and while we were massing thru it I rolled down the windows. She stuck her hand out and felt the clouds / mist in her hand. She felt it to be ‘gluey’.
This Saturday we went to Aamby valley. I had to go on an official visit and decided to take my family along. The road up from Lonavala was thru the clouds. Jispa got a chance to see the clouds and while we were massing thru it I rolled down the windows. She stuck her hand out and felt the clouds / mist in her hand. She felt it to be ‘gluey’.
Jispa taking off.....
