Sheer joy of being home!

daughters are truly remarkable creations of God, I like to believe so. Can't help falling in love with every word that they utter. After uniting with them I have been left with my mouth agape in many instances and I am sure I have gained weight, if not from the diet at home,then from all the laughs I get to laugh.
Two days ago my elder daughter approached me with her book and she was showing off her reading skills. There was an exercise at the end of the story where she had to circle the things that we can purchase from market. She perfectly cicled all except turnip. Awestruck by the flawless reading I stood smiling beside her. She was almost rushing to the next page when I realised that she had left out the turnip. The teacher in me emerged with a sound reasoning in my head,"she doesn't know what a turnip is." So as not to offend her I took my finger towards turnip and said,"baby?"
"No,mama, we don't buy that in market," she spoke in effortlessly flawless sentence in English. I almost went to the extent of explaining with a picture what a turnip is when she added," Silly mama, Bajey doesn't eat turnip so we never buy that!" I was left stumped by that. Just the other day my mother in law had told me that owing to his illness my father in law doesn't eat any of the roots( potato, carrot,raddish or turnips.)
Indeed silly me!!
Then my little one joins us. I don't understand her fascination for the National dress worn with full accessories (pearls and other neck pieces). After fully clad in kira, wonju,tego and matching juru(I like the way her mouth pouts when she says 'juru,mama').She is ready for her role of a MUMMY. "Baby,baby," she calls out to me. I am still admiring her elder sister's skills,unaware of the fact that her little heart with mighty ego is inflated with pure jealousy. "I'm going, won't ever come back," she snaps and is seen leaving the room. I am too engrossed to notice that she hasn't returned. Then my Mother in law tells me with a gesture,"Tatu(the best her infant tongue can pronounce her name "samdrup' is 'tatu',so we all call her that) is upset!" I go to the other room and find her standing all alone in the dark room.
Well!wonders!wonders! A two year old with such pride. "You didn't say sorry," is her first sentence while I lift her in my arms. "I am sorry mummy!" I coo and kiss her winter- sun- kissed rosy cheeks.
She giggles and the role of mummy is resumed. While I have to be baby to my Li'l one, I have to play a student to my elder one. So much of wanting to play the role of a perfect mama after getting back home. Home! Ah! Isn't this a heaven!