Rani has decided that my room is her room. she sleeps on one of my old bathrobes, and an old lungi of mine is her safety blanket.

Yesterday appa and amma got her a rawhide contraption as a treat. Something that she can chew on. And our little madam took to it like a dog to a bone:). chew, chew, chew

At sleep time, i confiscted it, put it into a plastic pouch and put it on top of the fridge. Rani looked at me with pleading eyes, but for a change i stood my ground.

cut to madam dragging her bedding from my room to my brothers’ with her mouth. my mom and i watched her from the Hall, bemused

I had to pick her up hold her and tell her that i loved her and that i would give her the damn thing in the morning. Mad her bed, and rocked her to sleep.

Maybe, mom is right. i should go and have a baby. It might be easier:)