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I came across this old post in my drafts. Thought I should document it. The life of the resident 7 year old seems to be rather interesting. She sounds grownup one minute and just when I can’t handle her being grownup she snuggles into my lap and becomes my baby again. Her world has expanded and I tag along just for the ride. Kuttyma: Amma, are there classes to be a parent? Me: Hmm no.. Kuttyma: That must be hard for you. (Now I wonder what she intends to convey) She comes back jubilant after a field trip to the zoo. Me: How was the trip? Kuttyma: I had a wonderful and interesting conversation with X’s mom. Me: Hmm Kuttyma: That was the best part of the trip. She was the chaperone for my group. Me: What did you talk about? Kuttyma: Well, this and that.