Mantam wanted me to buy Christmas gifts for their teacher. While I said that I would buy something, I always ensure that they make a card or a letter or something by themselves to gift to the teacher along with the store bought present. They did make sweet little personalised cards with heartfelt messages handwritten. But they didn’t like the gifts that I got! I had got makeup bag (which is the drawstring one, that is new in the market) and a bracelet. They (specially Mannu) tried to indirectly tell me if I could buy something else but I refused. Mannu asked me multiple times if it was a good present. I told her this bag is like the current ‘In’ thing and I’m sure her teacher wouldn’t have one already.
Yesterday, they had a concert in the evening at 5:30 PM and they had to be in the hall by 5:15 PM. Abbas and I were to leave office early to reach their after school care around 5 and drop them before 5:15. It meant that I had to catch a 4 PM train and Abbas had to drive from office to pick me up from the station. All dots had to be connected well to make it work. Guess who was the most worried about the logistics?! Mannu!!! This girl doesn’t make me miss my mother-in-law (not that it is a real thing) She told us atleast a hundred times in the morning to not forget to leave on time, she asked another 50 questions on what would happen if we are late! She suggested 25 solutions to the hypothetical problems too until I finally asked her to leave me alone. (Sorry Mannu)
When I was at work, I received a call from an unknown number at 3PM. It was Mannu on the line. My heart skipped a beat at first to hear her voice from a number I didn’t have saved on my phone.
Mannu: “Mumma, I’m calling from A’s dad’s phone. Can we go to A’s house?”
Me: “Errr… Okay, but… did they ask you to go along with them?”
Mannu: “Mumma, what about our music lesson? We will miss it if we go to A’s house”
Me: “Can I speak to A’s dad?”
Passes the phone to A’s dad…
A’s dad: “Mannu is asking to be taken to our home. Should I take her home?”
I knew then that Mannu is too worried that her parents wont be on time. So she found a solution herself. She knew that A would be at the concert, so if she went home with them, she would not be late. I know her too well. I too get a nervous breakdown if I’m not on time and especially if I am dependent on someone else who may not be reliable in the punctuality department.
Me: “Thanks for checking. They have their music lessons at 4, they will miss it it they go to your home. Let them stay back”
I spoke to Mannu again and told her that she had to stay back and attend her music lesson. I could sense the disappointment in her voice and the nervousness too.
When we reached her daycare at 5 on the dot, Mannu heaved a sigh of relief and was so happy to see us on time.
Today they gave the presents to their teachers and apparently both the teachers loved the makeup bags a lot.
Mannu told me in the evening – “Mumma, I need to learn to trust you more, have faith in you. I doubted that you would be late yesterday and about the presents”
I was so touched! She better learn to trust her Mumma!!