it's my girls' world

Guest post by Anjali

My folks buy me lots of toys... okay, well maybe they bought Cassia lots of toys and I inherited some of it and then they bought me a couple more (it was Christmas the other day, after all)  I have something to play with in virtually every room in this house--- there's like some sort of basket or box in every single room. But do I play with the things that I'm supposed to? Nah, that would be too easy. Instead-- here are a few of my very favourite things---

I love a good door- especially a closed one. In fact, if a door is open, I rush to close it. Maybe it's the sound of the slam that I find satisfying, maybe it's that I like my privacy.  Sometimes, I  even trap myself in a room bleating "mama, mama" for help until someone rescues me. 

I seriously enjoy some good jewelry. My mama's indian bracelets are my fave.

(My mom doesn't want people to see how messy things when I play with her jewelry so she didn't allow me to put up that pic)

I love, love pots, pans and measuring cups. My mom even finds measuring cups in my toybox-- let's just say baking is difficult in this house.

I really love books but I enjoy turning the pages more than anything else--- really, really quickly. I also enjoy ripping the pages out of books-- Cass be warned.

Of course I love my food! Nuff said.

But  the thing that I love more than anything else in this world and have serious separation anxiety when I think we're about to be separated is this lady here.... I say mama more than any other word all day every day. Hey, I'm nothing if not consistent... and grateful. Love you, Mama!