Here a Home, there a Home, everywhere a Home-Home!

Dear Piya,
At a tender age of 3.5v years, there isn't much that we expect from a little girl's preferences,

You like one thing today.
And then you don't like it a week later.

You are obsessed with one toy this week.
The same toy could be nowhere to be found a few days later.

What I am trying to say is that toddlers are fidgety.
Like little butterflies, they keep going from one flower to another, having a good time all the way, with no commitment to any one flower.

I have no idea why this particular sentence came to me as an example to give to you.
But writing takes me places I sometimes find hard to explain.
Now, without any more deviations, let us jump to your current favorite activity - 'Mera Ghar'.

Pretend play is one of your favourite acts to indulge in. I love it too, because nothing keeps you engrossed the way pretend play does (I mean it; NOTHING!) 

Now, I hope you remember the play of 'Mera Ghar'.
It is the equivalent of playing 'House' or 'Home' with your dolls.
Little kids are known to love playing with toys that help them build a home of their own with the dolls being the residents of choice.

Your version of this form of pretend play, 'Mera Ghar' that is, is a bit different from what tradition dictates.

You take a couple of things that you can see lying around - pencil, sock, plate, visiting card, hair clip, soft toy, ball, chess board, remote control, showpieces, scarf - literally anything!
You take these and put them up, quite neatly that is, in one place, to go on to declare this as 'Mera Ghar'! (My Home!).

You do this not in one particular place.
This place need not necessarily even be in one corner.
I have stumbled upon many such 'Homes' of yours, on my way to the staircase, on the doorstep, alongside the mat to our room, adjacent to the dining table, inside the temple and even next to the wash basin once!

These many, many 'Homes' of yours are sanctuaries meant to be maintained as are, with no object being moved an inch here or there.
You throw a cloud-sized tantrum if we even nudge anything in your 'Home'.

I do not know what to make of this new found love of yours.
I wonder if having control over such 'homes' gives you a sense of security (as you get tired of being told dos & don'ts as a child).
I wonder if you have an architect's bone in your body (as your father's genes would dictate).
I also wonder if the song 'Old Mc Donald' made you see a home here & there, in addition to chicks, ducks, dogs & cats!

No matter what or how much I wonder, the pretend play of 'Mera Ghar' seems to make you happier than most things do.

And for that, I can only wish this stays a s more than just any other activity which may not be so in the coming week.
For I would love to see you such happy for a much, much. much longer time :)


Love,
Maa