Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Friday, March 8, 2013
A recent conversation about childhood memories with the boy,
brought this about.
I spent most of my time, playing cricket with my brother (even if he only let me field and never let me bat!), revering his sense of dressing and waiting for hand-me-downs, drawing cars, watching wrestling, playing Contra
and running around trying to fit in with his friends who came over.
All of this,
much to my brothers' embarrassment.
But it made me happy, so I did it anyway.