Monday, October 15, 2007

Snips and Snails...

One of the things that makes living in India difficult is that it seems everything is different. Absolutely everything. Sometimes, in the morning, the thought of having to do everything in a slightly different way is overwhelming. Of course there are some things that are different and good. We love Limca. It is a lime soda (forget that tag-along lemon) that we all like. We will actually miss it when we go home. And some of the differences,while slightly disturbing, are just entertaining.

For instance, a couple of weeks ago we went to the mall as a family. This almost never happens because a visit to the mall with seven kids is generally more "fun" than I am up for. Nevertheless, there we were. Before heading home we stopped into the toy store. We gave the kids a limit and let them each pick something small. One of daughters (who has asked to remain nameless) picked out a baby doll. This doll appeared to be the run of the mill, super cheap, take in the tub kind of doll, and believe it or not, I thought it was just that.

I know. Your thinking "Silly, sweet, slow learning, slack witted girl. Don't you read your own blog? Nothing is ever what you expect!" That day we learned some interesting facts about baby doll's in India. They are boys and they are anatomically correct...ish. Enjoy the picture!

10 comments:

suburbancorrespondent said...

Yes, I remember how good it felt to get back home after our sojourn in RI - my days were so easy, I didn't have to think about everything! All different roads and schedules, etc. And I wasn't even overseas. So I can imagine how tiring it must be for you, every day. It's one thing if it is just you and your husband over there; but having to plan and organize for a family of 9 sort of takes the fun out of the adventure at times.

Rachel said...

...so I bet it was the youngest that had to learn about the birds and the bees bumbles a little early.

toni said...

I can only imagine the "eeeewww" at your house when it was discovered the doll was a boy. So I'm interested to know if the owner has discarded the doll or if she loves it just the same.

Mrs. Smith said...

Within a few minutes of getting home we had created a diaper, a onesie and a cap by cutting up two old socks. Now it is a well loved baby doll. He even has a name, David Chase Smith.

B.E.C.K. said...

Aw, I think the doll is great. Of course, I'm the mom of a boy and have long wondered why most babydolls were (sort of) female. ;^)

Love your blog! Your stories are fascinating!

shauna said...

Now THAT is funny. I've missed your blog. I'll have to visit more...

Mrs. Smith said...

Welcome back Shauna! I know you have been super busy lately. B.E.C.K. Thanks for stopping by, I love new readers!

B.E.C.K. said...

Thanks, Mrs. Smith. I'm here by way of Notes from the Trenches, BTW. :-)

Mr. Smith's Brother said...

Hey, I think Scott modeled for that!

Mrs. Smith said...

Play Nice!