Moong dal burfi for Thanksgiving

Tiny M is all about talking nowadays. I see him sometimes having a whole conversation by himself. Other times, he is trying to copy what we are saying and is so thrilled if he gets it right.  He can now address his grandparents, his cousins and his aunt and uncle and it makes them so happy.

His older brother was just "O" for the longest time till he became "amu". I am now "mama", "mummy" or "mum" depending on his mood and Aswin is of course baba. He learned "daddy" from a TV show recently and immediately implemented it.

"Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood" on PBS is his favorite TV show and yesterday I saw him use his toy phone to call "ne ne" Daniel Tiger and talk, nod his head and say bye before putting the phone down.

It also means he can now say "no" to a lot more things as well. Nap time- "no", pull up change- "no", eat your food- "no".

In short, he's quickly becoming a an opinionated little person.

Cauliflower and Quinoa patties

I write this post as wind whips around the windows, the sun is hiding behind clouds, the white-powdering snow covers the ground and the temperatures are stuck in teens. It makes me craving yet another cup of hot tea. The winter is here and it's just mid-November.

How are you warming up this winter?

In the last couple of months, I have added a hobby to my packed home-work-home schedule and I have to say I'm enjoying it. It's pottery class. I go once a week and am enjoying the rhythm of it.
This is one of the soap dish I made in the first month.
I sat at the pottery wheel a month ago and have been trying to make some straight bowls, but it's hard. All in all, it has been fun learning a new craft.