Plugging through my archive I found this one, a street-view where the laundry was coloring the wall and the lady with both children now, same lady and girl with the calf.
Time to tell a small story with it.
Once Ochappan told me that his youngest daughter of 3, the apple of his eye, had hit his wife with an axe. She was really so spoiled by her father that she stubborn demanded her will towards mother, even when I faked for fun to hit Ochappan, she really stood up for her father ... mother had nothing to say to her. I attended Ochappan he should become a bit more severe and finally she turned out as the sweetest girl.
Often when father comes home from work, he really spoils the children especially the boys, afterwards mother has all the problems.
Here mother is the bearer and the care-keeper, while father is the divine king, and children are raised in this spirit.