Outside our house is a tree whose pink flowers have carpeted the grass. On way to preschool, and then again when she returns, Ila picks up flowers for everyone she knows.
(Those teeth look good but later this month someone is going to the pediatric dentist in nearby Kingston. Oh-oh.)
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Seems like she is on a mission to bring a smile on everyone’s face. Very adorable. Love the hat
Comment by Ruchi — May 13, 2007 @ 10:23 pm
Good morning, professor. Just dropping by to say that while your blog is a treasure trove on the whole, I’ve begun to come here with an increasingly eager hope in the back of my head that I’ll find one of these photo updates of little Ila Kumari with your cute captions to match. Maybe it’s because she looks like me; she’s got your face, I’ve got my father’s, and we all share that endearingly silly Bihari roundness. Then maybe it’s because I wish my own father had made such tangible testaments of his affection and archived the mementos of how I loved and was loved before I began the endless cycle of reframing everything. She’ll thank you for it when she’s all grown up.
Comment by Shruti — May 14, 2007 @ 5:37 am