Showing posts with label BIDWF. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BIDWF. Show all posts
Sunday, July 29, 2012
sometimes we are sooo sleepy
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Naya saal! Naya baccha! :D
No No No!!!!!!! Of course I am NOT pregnant! Bub just turned one for chrissakes! :p
I am talking about Cub. He has grown up so suddenly that we are actually finding it difficult to come to terms with it. So many changes - mostly for better and yet heartbreaking in their own right. It is like we have a new kid in the house. If not for the consistently intermittent whining I would have believed in the paranormal as well to explain all this! :D
The big school for one has been good for him till now. His confidence is growing and he is learning a lot (too much if you ask us). He is still fairly quiet in the class and needs to believe in himself a little more perhaps, but according to his teachers he is among the smarter kids in the class. Very observant and a quick learner. Who are we to argue then?! ;)
At the sports day, Cub ran like the wind and came first in his class race. I have always been the participation is important kind of person, but it is difficult not to feel that extra flip of your heart to see your child stand at the podium. A lovely and proud moment. He was also right at the center and in the front for the dance their class performed (Waka-Waka) for the Annual Day. It is great to see him discover new facets to his personality.
Cub is also now talking more easily to new kids. The decision to move areas and colony has been a good one. He actually goes on and tries to make new friends now - albeit after a bit of prodding. He is learning to play with a bunch of people and still is clueless about how to deal with the playground politics. One day at a time I guess.
He is an amazing older brother. I mean, Bub has seriously lucked out in that department. He is caring, engaging and very naturally sensitive and affectionate. He is the only one who manages to take her off my hands when I get completely tired of her Fevicol ka majboot jod with my legs! Yes, there are times when he does not want to have anything to do with her, but those moments are few and far in between.
It has not been easy for him dealing with all the attention Bub gets because she is at such an adorable stage now! There is no way he can compete with that. Yet, he is trying to take it in his stride. We keep telling him how he as a kid got as much attention if not more and it is really just a matter of age.
I had told Cub that in the new year he has to start eating by himself. He nodded yes, but I was not sure if it was really going to work. One week down and things have been better than ever. Touchwood! We also noticed that eating at the dining table helps. Errr... yeah we generally sit on the bed and eat while watching TV! But since we have moved to the dining table, he has been eating by himself and well too. Guess he missed the attention he gets like this.
He is even dressing up on his own! Sigh! Now if we are going out etc, I just need to handover his clothes to him and he is ready in a jiffy. We are still learning to button correctly, but tees and pants is not a problem. He is becoming more and more independent and there are so many little milestones that he seems to be achieving everyday.
His writing and colouring is getting so much better. He still hates homework with vengeance though. There is finally some interest in learning to read by himself and it is so much fun to see his thrilled jumping around saying "I read a whole sentence!" He is becoming more and more logical in his reasoning and keeps coming and telling us why he thinks certain things happen or do not happen. But like me, he is not very curious by nature really.
He hates structured play of any kind. It includes jigsaws, board games etc. Maybe it is because he does not like it when he cannot master things instantly. He is still much happier making up stories and letting his imagination run riot with whatever toy or object catches his fancy. That said he is a lot more interested in physical activities now. he loves climbing up and jumping down. Running. He is learning to play cricket and frisbee. These days if we go down on time, he gets one solid hour of exercise.
He is having actual conversation on the phone with his grandparents now. And whoever else agrees to listen. Finally! :)
All in all, things are definitely looking up in this new year. Cub is growing up to be a lovely kid. Yes, the kind who will get his heart broken perhaps, but his innate sweetness keeps showing up ever so often and I find myself tearing up and sending up a prayer for his happiness. As much happiness as he brings to others in the very least.
May you keep growing stronger and yet stay gentle at heart my love. You are a very special person!
Love ya lots!
I hope to blog more often this year. I hope you guys had a great last year and I wish you have an even year ahead! Cheers!
Dressed as shepherd for the Nativity scene in the colony! :D
All set for our trip to halebid and belur
Like i said, he prefers going wild with his imagination! :)
Actually agreeing to pose for a change! :)
Running - his latest love! Side-effect of coming first in that school race!
Jungle gyms are best friends these days! Even tiny ones! :D
And yes, we still make crazy faces for the camera most of the times! :p
Happy New Year folks! :)
I am talking about Cub. He has grown up so suddenly that we are actually finding it difficult to come to terms with it. So many changes - mostly for better and yet heartbreaking in their own right. It is like we have a new kid in the house. If not for the consistently intermittent whining I would have believed in the paranormal as well to explain all this! :D
The big school for one has been good for him till now. His confidence is growing and he is learning a lot (too much if you ask us). He is still fairly quiet in the class and needs to believe in himself a little more perhaps, but according to his teachers he is among the smarter kids in the class. Very observant and a quick learner. Who are we to argue then?! ;)
At the sports day, Cub ran like the wind and came first in his class race. I have always been the participation is important kind of person, but it is difficult not to feel that extra flip of your heart to see your child stand at the podium. A lovely and proud moment. He was also right at the center and in the front for the dance their class performed (Waka-Waka) for the Annual Day. It is great to see him discover new facets to his personality.
Cub is also now talking more easily to new kids. The decision to move areas and colony has been a good one. He actually goes on and tries to make new friends now - albeit after a bit of prodding. He is learning to play with a bunch of people and still is clueless about how to deal with the playground politics. One day at a time I guess.
He is an amazing older brother. I mean, Bub has seriously lucked out in that department. He is caring, engaging and very naturally sensitive and affectionate. He is the only one who manages to take her off my hands when I get completely tired of her Fevicol ka majboot jod with my legs! Yes, there are times when he does not want to have anything to do with her, but those moments are few and far in between.
It has not been easy for him dealing with all the attention Bub gets because she is at such an adorable stage now! There is no way he can compete with that. Yet, he is trying to take it in his stride. We keep telling him how he as a kid got as much attention if not more and it is really just a matter of age.
I had told Cub that in the new year he has to start eating by himself. He nodded yes, but I was not sure if it was really going to work. One week down and things have been better than ever. Touchwood! We also noticed that eating at the dining table helps. Errr... yeah we generally sit on the bed and eat while watching TV! But since we have moved to the dining table, he has been eating by himself and well too. Guess he missed the attention he gets like this.
He is even dressing up on his own! Sigh! Now if we are going out etc, I just need to handover his clothes to him and he is ready in a jiffy. We are still learning to button correctly, but tees and pants is not a problem. He is becoming more and more independent and there are so many little milestones that he seems to be achieving everyday.
His writing and colouring is getting so much better. He still hates homework with vengeance though. There is finally some interest in learning to read by himself and it is so much fun to see his thrilled jumping around saying "I read a whole sentence!" He is becoming more and more logical in his reasoning and keeps coming and telling us why he thinks certain things happen or do not happen. But like me, he is not very curious by nature really.
He hates structured play of any kind. It includes jigsaws, board games etc. Maybe it is because he does not like it when he cannot master things instantly. He is still much happier making up stories and letting his imagination run riot with whatever toy or object catches his fancy. That said he is a lot more interested in physical activities now. he loves climbing up and jumping down. Running. He is learning to play cricket and frisbee. These days if we go down on time, he gets one solid hour of exercise.
He is having actual conversation on the phone with his grandparents now. And whoever else agrees to listen. Finally! :)
All in all, things are definitely looking up in this new year. Cub is growing up to be a lovely kid. Yes, the kind who will get his heart broken perhaps, but his innate sweetness keeps showing up ever so often and I find myself tearing up and sending up a prayer for his happiness. As much happiness as he brings to others in the very least.
May you keep growing stronger and yet stay gentle at heart my love. You are a very special person!
Love ya lots!
I hope to blog more often this year. I hope you guys had a great last year and I wish you have an even year ahead! Cheers!
Dressed as shepherd for the Nativity scene in the colony! :D
Happy New Year folks! :)
Monday, September 6, 2010
of bookies and booker prizes
with a storm being raised thanks to the match-fixing by Pakistani cricket team, the word bookie has again graced the front pages of our newspapers with allegations and denial and counter allegations of course.
But since my blog is all about fluff and the happy Cubby stuff, I am just using these terms to talk about the Books Cub now loves. I still cannot say whether Cub is an avid book lover or no. You can rarely see him poring over his books by himself. But he does love being read to and his appetite for stories is unending and our repertoire far too less to satisfy those hunger pangs. Yet, we read new books and stories and the loved one are oft repeated and reread. So, i thought I should least make some not of the books he likes at this point of time. We are of course hoping that he will eventually become a bookworm!
Cub's love story with books and errr.. stories started with Karadi tales gifted by very cool Vee Taiji (who incidentally believes that the term Taiji itself makes her uncool but we disagree!). Now they are pretty much a staple diet in our life.
I think the CDs eventually become redundant but it is indeed cute to see Cub repeat after Karadi the bear and mouthing lines like "he had a fiery red mane and a deep thunderous roar!" We use these CDs to baby sit him while we go have a bath or something and he quite enjoys them.
Among all the Karadi tales, he loves The Foolish Lion which has Buddhu raj falling into well trying to fight his own reflection and Little Vinayak. I personally LOVE the latter. Its an adorable tale of l'il Vinayak who as his name suggests a small elephant but with a looooong trunk that he keeps tripping and falling over. It tell us how he finally learns to walk without falling with a song that Cub and me sing often. I totally recco this book to one and all with kids young enough to enjoy the elephant's trials at trying to make his trunk short!
Oh and I cannot forget how much he loves the story of Bakasur or rather Bheem as Cub calls it. Art gifted Bakasur and Bhasmasur books to Cub for his birthday and he fell in love with Bakasur story right away. He finds it funny how Bheem is always hungry! He also enjoys The Foolish Crow and we have to sing Saa sing the sunflowers ever so often!
We recently discovered joys of Dr.Seuss as well. The ABC book is often read and laughed over. I still am not sure if Cub laughs because I do or he genuinely gets it. But he enjoys repeating lazy lion licks a lollipop in an endless loop. I love to hear him say Yellow yawning yak. Young Yolanad Yorgensen is yelling on it's back! It's just too cool, i tell ya! :D
We also enjoy One Fish, two Fish, Blue Fish, Red Fish again by Dr.Seuss. The hilarious rhymes are always a great pick me up!
Same and different by Tulika which was gifted by Starry is also something Cub totally enjoys doing. I never thought he could spot the differences. What also amazes me is that how he looks it at it in the most simplistic fashion and finds the correct pair while I look at the more complicated parameters. Of course he still refuses to even try the ones which are not that obvious but I guess he is quite young!
Recently picked up Tulika's "Where is Gola's home?" in which Gola the yak wants a home for himself and how his friend Muri the eagle takes him to different habitats. Starting from sea to rivers, from desert to forest and how he finally find home in the snowy Himlayas. Enjoyable! :)
I also picked Eric Carle's bilingual of The Mixed-up Chameleon at a recent trip to Crossword. I am officially in love with it in couple of readings. So is Cub. We loved the vibrant artwork and the pictorial progression of how the Chameleon wants a l'il bit of something from every animal and after getting it ends up being so mixed up that he can't even hunt for his food. It's then that he realizes he would rather be the Chameleon he is instead of a mish-mash of random animals. I also read the book to Cub in Hindi as well and realised that so many words are never used in our day to day spoken Hindi. So Cub amused me by pointing to horse and monkey on some toy of his and telling me "Yeh jaanvar hai!" - something he learned from the Hindi version of the story. And this is after 2 reads.
We trip on Pratham Books as well. For one the stories are so sweet, simple and short and the art work so gorgeous that Cub gets them right away. I think they are the most value for money books ever possible. Just LOVE them. Tommy and the fly, The Onion's shawl, Annual haircut day, Too many Bananas are just a few that are read often.
He likes looking at his picture books as well. The simple ones that have Birds and Animals, alphabets, numbers etc. Since he now recognizes the alphabet pretty much completely (we have never taught him at home) he now tries to recognize them everywhere he sees a bunch of capital letters put together. He still doesn't understand the concept of how words get built, but likes the whole recognition business a lot.
So that's that from our Library as of now. Am sure there is stuff I have missed out on, but something is better than nothing. And i really need to keep the blog alive! I have been terribly busy at work leaving me with no time to even breathe on a working day.
As per 2B goes, the pregnancy is as smooth as ever - Touchwood! I am I think around 28 weeks through and HUGE! I hardly have any pictures and all that jazz this time round and with Cub to keep our hands full, I wouldn't bother being fussy even if I wanted to frankly! I can feel the movements pretty consistently now and I must say that 2B seems much more active than Cub was in-utero.
Poor 2B has not had any updates on this blog as yet. But don't you worry my love. You are being eagerly waited for. Especially by your big brother. Every time he sees a small baby he says "2B bhi aisa hi hoga naah? Chhotaasa?!".
The other day I got only your Bhaiyaa's breakfast plate outside and guess what he asked me? He questioned me saying "Where is 2B's naashta?!" The concept of his mother eating for herself doesn't exist any more.
He is looking forward to teaching you so many things. Anything he does he will follow it up "Does 2B know how to do this?" and when i say No, he says he will teach you. You are one lucky kid sweets! :)
And since 2B has been till date royally ignored in this space and we have been tripping over Ogden Nash, here is his hilarious take on First Child, Second Child.
Be it a girl, or one of the boys,
It is scarlet all over its avoirdupois,
It is red, it is boiled; could the obstetrician
Have possibly been a lobstertrician?
His degrees and credentials were hunky-dory,
But how's for an infantile inventory?
Here's the prodigy, here's the miracle!
Whether its head is oval or spherical,
You rejoice to find it has only one,
Having dreaded a two-headed daughter or son;
Here's the phenomenon all complete,
It's got two hands, it's got two feet,
Only natural, but pleasing, because
For months you have dreamed of flippers or claws.
Furthermore, it is fully equipped:
Fingers and toes with nails are tipped;
It's even got eyes, and a mouth clear cut;
When the mouth comes open the eyes go shut,
When the eyes go shut, the breath is loosed
And the presence of lungs can be deduced.
Let the rockets flash and the cannon thunder,
This child is a marvel, a matchless wonder.
A staggering child, a child astounding,
Dazzling, diaperless, dumbfounding,
Stupendous, miraculous, unsurpassed,
A child to stagger and flabbergast,
Bright as a button, sharp as a thorn,
And the only perfect one ever born.
SECOND
Arrived this evening at half-past nine.
Everybody is doing fine.
Is it a boy, or quite the reverse?
You can call in the morning and ask the nurse.
But since my blog is all about fluff and the happy Cubby stuff, I am just using these terms to talk about the Books Cub now loves. I still cannot say whether Cub is an avid book lover or no. You can rarely see him poring over his books by himself. But he does love being read to and his appetite for stories is unending and our repertoire far too less to satisfy those hunger pangs. Yet, we read new books and stories and the loved one are oft repeated and reread. So, i thought I should least make some not of the books he likes at this point of time. We are of course hoping that he will eventually become a bookworm!
Cub's love story with books and errr.. stories started with Karadi tales gifted by very cool Vee Taiji (who incidentally believes that the term Taiji itself makes her uncool but we disagree!). Now they are pretty much a staple diet in our life.
I think the CDs eventually become redundant but it is indeed cute to see Cub repeat after Karadi the bear and mouthing lines like "he had a fiery red mane and a deep thunderous roar!" We use these CDs to baby sit him while we go have a bath or something and he quite enjoys them.
Among all the Karadi tales, he loves The Foolish Lion which has Buddhu raj falling into well trying to fight his own reflection and Little Vinayak. I personally LOVE the latter. Its an adorable tale of l'il Vinayak who as his name suggests a small elephant but with a looooong trunk that he keeps tripping and falling over. It tell us how he finally learns to walk without falling with a song that Cub and me sing often. I totally recco this book to one and all with kids young enough to enjoy the elephant's trials at trying to make his trunk short!
Oh and I cannot forget how much he loves the story of Bakasur or rather Bheem as Cub calls it. Art gifted Bakasur and Bhasmasur books to Cub for his birthday and he fell in love with Bakasur story right away. He finds it funny how Bheem is always hungry! He also enjoys The Foolish Crow and we have to sing Saa sing the sunflowers ever so often!
We recently discovered joys of Dr.Seuss as well. The ABC book is often read and laughed over. I still am not sure if Cub laughs because I do or he genuinely gets it. But he enjoys repeating lazy lion licks a lollipop in an endless loop. I love to hear him say Yellow yawning yak. Young Yolanad Yorgensen is yelling on it's back! It's just too cool, i tell ya! :D
We also enjoy One Fish, two Fish, Blue Fish, Red Fish again by Dr.Seuss. The hilarious rhymes are always a great pick me up!
Same and different by Tulika which was gifted by Starry is also something Cub totally enjoys doing. I never thought he could spot the differences. What also amazes me is that how he looks it at it in the most simplistic fashion and finds the correct pair while I look at the more complicated parameters. Of course he still refuses to even try the ones which are not that obvious but I guess he is quite young!
Recently picked up Tulika's "Where is Gola's home?" in which Gola the yak wants a home for himself and how his friend Muri the eagle takes him to different habitats. Starting from sea to rivers, from desert to forest and how he finally find home in the snowy Himlayas. Enjoyable! :)
I also picked Eric Carle's bilingual of The Mixed-up Chameleon at a recent trip to Crossword. I am officially in love with it in couple of readings. So is Cub. We loved the vibrant artwork and the pictorial progression of how the Chameleon wants a l'il bit of something from every animal and after getting it ends up being so mixed up that he can't even hunt for his food. It's then that he realizes he would rather be the Chameleon he is instead of a mish-mash of random animals. I also read the book to Cub in Hindi as well and realised that so many words are never used in our day to day spoken Hindi. So Cub amused me by pointing to horse and monkey on some toy of his and telling me "Yeh jaanvar hai!" - something he learned from the Hindi version of the story. And this is after 2 reads.
We trip on Pratham Books as well. For one the stories are so sweet, simple and short and the art work so gorgeous that Cub gets them right away. I think they are the most value for money books ever possible. Just LOVE them. Tommy and the fly, The Onion's shawl, Annual haircut day, Too many Bananas are just a few that are read often.
He likes looking at his picture books as well. The simple ones that have Birds and Animals, alphabets, numbers etc. Since he now recognizes the alphabet pretty much completely (we have never taught him at home) he now tries to recognize them everywhere he sees a bunch of capital letters put together. He still doesn't understand the concept of how words get built, but likes the whole recognition business a lot.
So that's that from our Library as of now. Am sure there is stuff I have missed out on, but something is better than nothing. And i really need to keep the blog alive! I have been terribly busy at work leaving me with no time to even breathe on a working day.
As per 2B goes, the pregnancy is as smooth as ever - Touchwood! I am I think around 28 weeks through and HUGE! I hardly have any pictures and all that jazz this time round and with Cub to keep our hands full, I wouldn't bother being fussy even if I wanted to frankly! I can feel the movements pretty consistently now and I must say that 2B seems much more active than Cub was in-utero.
Poor 2B has not had any updates on this blog as yet. But don't you worry my love. You are being eagerly waited for. Especially by your big brother. Every time he sees a small baby he says "2B bhi aisa hi hoga naah? Chhotaasa?!".
The other day I got only your Bhaiyaa's breakfast plate outside and guess what he asked me? He questioned me saying "Where is 2B's naashta?!" The concept of his mother eating for herself doesn't exist any more.
He is looking forward to teaching you so many things. Anything he does he will follow it up "Does 2B know how to do this?" and when i say No, he says he will teach you. You are one lucky kid sweets! :)
And since 2B has been till date royally ignored in this space and we have been tripping over Ogden Nash, here is his hilarious take on First Child, Second Child.
Be it a girl, or one of the boys,
It is scarlet all over its avoirdupois,
It is red, it is boiled; could the obstetrician
Have possibly been a lobstertrician?
His degrees and credentials were hunky-dory,
But how's for an infantile inventory?
Here's the prodigy, here's the miracle!
Whether its head is oval or spherical,
You rejoice to find it has only one,
Having dreaded a two-headed daughter or son;
Here's the phenomenon all complete,
It's got two hands, it's got two feet,
Only natural, but pleasing, because
For months you have dreamed of flippers or claws.
Furthermore, it is fully equipped:
Fingers and toes with nails are tipped;
It's even got eyes, and a mouth clear cut;
When the mouth comes open the eyes go shut,
When the eyes go shut, the breath is loosed
And the presence of lungs can be deduced.
Let the rockets flash and the cannon thunder,
This child is a marvel, a matchless wonder.
A staggering child, a child astounding,
Dazzling, diaperless, dumbfounding,
Stupendous, miraculous, unsurpassed,
A child to stagger and flabbergast,
Bright as a button, sharp as a thorn,
And the only perfect one ever born.
SECOND
Arrived this evening at half-past nine.
Everybody is doing fine.
Is it a boy, or quite the reverse?
You can call in the morning and ask the nurse.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
when do toys rest and BIDWF!
You know your home sees equal division of labour especially in a kitchen when following conversation ensues with your 3yo;
When the Cub goes to sleep...
On a completely unrelated note, I am absolutely NOT a poetry person. I just don't understand most of it. But i recently purchased a collection of Ogden Nash called Candy is Dandy and am loving it! I remembered him being a funny guy with some poem of his studied at school eons ago. He isn't just brilliantly witty and sarcastic, but has such lucid observations which hold true even today! I keep passing on the book to M when i want him to read something especially nice, but then he wants to read next three pages and book comes back to me only after 10mins of constant nagging. :D
M who walks in after me from work sees Cub and me chilling (its cold war actually after another scene of terrible behaviour by Cub) in the living room. There is cooker on the gas.
M - cooker mein kya hai? (Whats cooking in the errr.. cooker?!)
Me - Dal
M - sirf dal? Subzi nahi hai? (only Dal? no subzi)
Cub - Nahi Papa, mummy ko subzi banana nahi aata. Woh sirf dal banati hai. Subzi toh aap banaoge.
(No papa, mummy doesn't KNOW how to make subzi. She makes only dal. YOU will make the subzi)
M and me were first very very stunned and then rolling on the floor laughing. It is so true. Everyday (barring exceptions of course) M makes the subzi and me the dal! :)
And if you think kids are salve drivers who don't care enough for their toys just because they treat parents badly? Have a look.
When the Cub goes to sleep...
On a completely unrelated note, I am absolutely NOT a poetry person. I just don't understand most of it. But i recently purchased a collection of Ogden Nash called Candy is Dandy and am loving it! I remembered him being a funny guy with some poem of his studied at school eons ago. He isn't just brilliantly witty and sarcastic, but has such lucid observations which hold true even today! I keep passing on the book to M when i want him to read something especially nice, but then he wants to read next three pages and book comes back to me only after 10mins of constant nagging. :D
Here's some of his lines. I couldn't agree more. This is pretty much my relationship with God considering i rarely go to places of worship and mostly have one on one's at my convenience and obviously expect HIM/ HER to understand! :)
I didn't go to church today,
I trust the Lord to understand.
The surf was swirling blue and white,
The children swirling on the sand.
He knows, He knows how brief my stay,
How brief this spell of summer weather,
He knows when I am said and done
We'll have plenty of time together
What is your relationship with the one Up above? You enjoy the rituals that go hand in hand in with religion? Or stay away from them? Or are pretty much neutral and will participate if you have to and stay away when you can?! Or maybe not believe at all?! :)
Monday, June 14, 2010
a BIDWF and a tag!
just a quick BIDWF moment with the junior jain! :)
Cub turns 3 next month and this time we plan to have a big pahty with everyone we know and care about being there. Past two years we have had quieter affairs and haven't done anything in Bangalore, ever!
So, yesterday on our car ride to a restaurant I asked him "Cub, what cake do you want? An aeroplane? or nemo? Mowgli? Baloo? Sully?" and all the other animated characters he likes. He listens to me for sometime and then says "Nahi! Mujhe sirf chocolate cake chahiye!"
Both M and me burst out laughing and told him that cake will be chocolate only with whatever picture he wants on it! :)
and tonight he asked his father when he was changing him into night suit"I am looking cute, naah?!" HUH?!
Best bud Momo's ma tagged me to talk about My Sins against the gender stereotype.
For the longest time I wanted to be a guy to get all the freedom guys do. I used to be a pucca tomboy and couldn't imagine a different life! But soon I knew i could be the girl i was and yet do what i wanted! Total win-win situation, eh?! :)
I am not into dressing up / make up. Yes, i like my lipstick, but thats it. I dont even know how to apply nail polish on my own! gah!
I have been riding a two wheeler since I was 16 and still LOVE it! Thanks to my Dad who refused to mollycoddle me, I even have a fair bit experience in pushing my two wheeler to the closest service station and getting it repaired! Ofcourse, I am yet to learn to drive and hope to some day!
Maybe because books available at home were my Dad's taste, i have not read a single mills and boons or danielle steele, but devoured the Robin Cooks, John Grishams, Dick Francis Arthur hailey and gang!
I started traveling on my own to Pune by train by the time I was 10 and was traveling by overnight buses to Kolhapur by 12 years.
I wore shorts in my teens much to chagrin of most of our neighbours! I still wear em and dont really care about the neighbours anymore! ;)
I worked super late hours and traveled by myself in trains and cabs.
In both my pregnancies, i managed / am managing my doc visits etc on my own without needing M to accompany me.
I got a tattoo done and did not scream in pain or shed a single tear! :p
I could not cook to save my life till I got married and now both us can churn out a decent meal! :)
I could not be the shy bride even if I wanted to and grinned throughout the ceremonies and later!
i LOVE Tarantino and Guy Ritchie movies including Kill Bill. Ofcos the change in taste happened post shaadi, but am glad for it. So now I can watch mush and dhishum dhishum with equal ease.
I have gotten off my bike to move huge stone in the middle of the road that was causing traffic jam while all men waited for god knows what and giggled when I did it. gah!
I have gone out with all guy gang of friends at 3am for cutting chai and bhurji pav and really miss those days.
and though we never had offcial proposal between us, it was me who initiated "lets be more than friends" with M and hounded him till he married me! I still cry buckets everytime i watch Friends episode where Monica proposes to Chandler. :)
When it comes to living up to the gender norms, I still havent tried learning the whole finance bit and i cry a lot! For good and bad stuff! :D Yet, right now I am comfortable in my skin and enjoying being me!
I think whole world has been tagged with this, so if there is someone who hasn't done it as yet, feel free! :)
Cub turns 3 next month and this time we plan to have a big pahty with everyone we know and care about being there. Past two years we have had quieter affairs and haven't done anything in Bangalore, ever!
So, yesterday on our car ride to a restaurant I asked him "Cub, what cake do you want? An aeroplane? or nemo? Mowgli? Baloo? Sully?" and all the other animated characters he likes. He listens to me for sometime and then says "Nahi! Mujhe sirf chocolate cake chahiye!"
Both M and me burst out laughing and told him that cake will be chocolate only with whatever picture he wants on it! :)
and tonight he asked his father when he was changing him into night suit"I am looking cute, naah?!" HUH?!
Best bud Momo's ma tagged me to talk about My Sins against the gender stereotype.
For the longest time I wanted to be a guy to get all the freedom guys do. I used to be a pucca tomboy and couldn't imagine a different life! But soon I knew i could be the girl i was and yet do what i wanted! Total win-win situation, eh?! :)
I am not into dressing up / make up. Yes, i like my lipstick, but thats it. I dont even know how to apply nail polish on my own! gah!
I have been riding a two wheeler since I was 16 and still LOVE it! Thanks to my Dad who refused to mollycoddle me, I even have a fair bit experience in pushing my two wheeler to the closest service station and getting it repaired! Ofcourse, I am yet to learn to drive and hope to some day!
Maybe because books available at home were my Dad's taste, i have not read a single mills and boons or danielle steele, but devoured the Robin Cooks, John Grishams, Dick Francis Arthur hailey and gang!
I started traveling on my own to Pune by train by the time I was 10 and was traveling by overnight buses to Kolhapur by 12 years.
I wore shorts in my teens much to chagrin of most of our neighbours! I still wear em and dont really care about the neighbours anymore! ;)
I worked super late hours and traveled by myself in trains and cabs.
In both my pregnancies, i managed / am managing my doc visits etc on my own without needing M to accompany me.
I got a tattoo done and did not scream in pain or shed a single tear! :p
I could not cook to save my life till I got married and now both us can churn out a decent meal! :)
I could not be the shy bride even if I wanted to and grinned throughout the ceremonies and later!
i LOVE Tarantino and Guy Ritchie movies including Kill Bill. Ofcos the change in taste happened post shaadi, but am glad for it. So now I can watch mush and dhishum dhishum with equal ease.
I have gotten off my bike to move huge stone in the middle of the road that was causing traffic jam while all men waited for god knows what and giggled when I did it. gah!
I have gone out with all guy gang of friends at 3am for cutting chai and bhurji pav and really miss those days.
and though we never had offcial proposal between us, it was me who initiated "lets be more than friends" with M and hounded him till he married me! I still cry buckets everytime i watch Friends episode where Monica proposes to Chandler. :)
When it comes to living up to the gender norms, I still havent tried learning the whole finance bit and i cry a lot! For good and bad stuff! :D Yet, right now I am comfortable in my skin and enjoying being me!
I think whole world has been tagged with this, so if there is someone who hasn't done it as yet, feel free! :)
Monday, May 3, 2010
the Translator is here!!
and no, its the Google baba's translator I am talking about here!
We have been in Bangalore for sometime now, but the local language Kannada has eluded us. I do understand a smattering of it now. Between my Kannada and Amma's Hindi, we usually manage OK. But it is still far cry from being enough to have decent conversation or even fight with auto guy or give cabbie directions. M is even worse and his knowledge is far from even basic. Not that mine is any better, but still! * Note to self: Attend those conversational Kannada classes!
Cubby has been getting more and more proficient in the state language though and it is almost as strong as his Hindi, which is pretty good if you ask me. Amma is usually singing praises about how he speaks perfect Kannada etc. But how are we to know?! :p
So yesterday M was telling Amma to put Cub's latest fav Winnie bedsheet and pillow cover (recently gifted to him) on his gadda and put him to sleep. Amma was trying to explain something to M which he could not figure out for life of him. Amma's DiL whose Hindi is marginally better tried to pitch in and explain it too. She did her best and told M "Woh abhi thanda (cold) hai!"
Cubby exasperated by this lack of proper communication decided it is time to step in and do the needful. He told M" Woh bol rahi hai - It is WET!"
M couldn't stop laughing and neither could I when he told me about the incident!
So our l'il translator is here and we fear auto guys a little less now! ;)
We have been in Bangalore for sometime now, but the local language Kannada has eluded us. I do understand a smattering of it now. Between my Kannada and Amma's Hindi, we usually manage OK. But it is still far cry from being enough to have decent conversation or even fight with auto guy or give cabbie directions. M is even worse and his knowledge is far from even basic. Not that mine is any better, but still! * Note to self: Attend those conversational Kannada classes!
Cubby has been getting more and more proficient in the state language though and it is almost as strong as his Hindi, which is pretty good if you ask me. Amma is usually singing praises about how he speaks perfect Kannada etc. But how are we to know?! :p
So yesterday M was telling Amma to put Cub's latest fav Winnie bedsheet and pillow cover (recently gifted to him) on his gadda and put him to sleep. Amma was trying to explain something to M which he could not figure out for life of him. Amma's DiL whose Hindi is marginally better tried to pitch in and explain it too. She did her best and told M "Woh abhi thanda (cold) hai!"
Cubby exasperated by this lack of proper communication decided it is time to step in and do the needful. He told M" Woh bol rahi hai - It is WET!"
M couldn't stop laughing and neither could I when he told me about the incident!
So our l'il translator is here and we fear auto guys a little less now! ;)
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
just to tell you who is the better cook!
So yesterday was another BIDWF moment! Ironically, I forgot to tag previous post with a BIDWF! Hehe!
Digression + Rant
Our Amma decided to ditch us for 3 days starting Saturday without bothering to call us or inform us in any way and not picking up our frantic phone calls either. My logic is you don't come we really cannot do much about it, but least you can do is INFORM us. Even when she turned up yesterday she refused to acknowledge and kept saying there was too much tension etc. I doubt she was that tense 'coz she resolutely refused to pick up OUR phones and picked up when we called from different numbers and still didnt tell us anything clearly! gah!
Over!!
Thankfully my office is close to Cub's summer camp and I anyway tend to go there everyday for my "pseudo pick-up" and so knew that Amma had not turned up even on Monday and got Cub back to my office. Took permission from the boss to WFH for rest of the day. Had lunch with Cub at restaurant close to my office and it was a nice experience! Cub and me sharing table with two of my colleagues who kept indulging and most importantly he ate without too much fuss! Now THAT is a big deal! :p
That done we reached home. bathing and sleeping also happened without an incident. Yayy! :p He woke up after coupla hours and after l'il timepass i asked him if he wanted to eat egg - omelet, half fry, boiled egg. He said he wont mind a haaff fy.
I made it, sprinkled l'il salt and mirchi powder on top and gave it along with a slice of brown bread loaded with Marmite! (both father and son are huge fans of that yucky tasting goop! don't ask me why!)
Now when M makes a haaff fy, its not as plain is this. He adds l'il pyaaz - tamaatar and generally makes it really yummy!
So after having some of the haaff fy, he demanded "Mummy chatpata banao!" which is the expression his father uses for his own cooking. Always tells Cub "main nice aur chatpata bana deta hoon."
I said a distracted haan knowing there wasn't much I could do at this point to chatpataofy that doomed haff fy!
But kids Cub's age don't give up easily do they? Next question was "aapne fyying pan mein banaya tha naah?!"
WTF! I mean i know i don't spend too much time in the kitchen and my cooking doesn't go beyond the mundane, but i DO know that sunny side up egg is made in the frying pan.
Anyhoo! That asked and me meekly answering "Yes. I did" was obviously not the end!
Considering all his demands of making it tastier were ignored he came up with his own solution. "Mummy thoda backk pepper daalo. Phir nice ban jaayega!"
That is what I did. The child finished eating the haff fy in next hour or whatever is the usual time he takes to eat!
So now you know who is Cub's hero chez nous?!
Let me give you a hint. It is NOT the mother! :p
That apart his talk is pretty much a constant source of amusement. The "Why" phase has started too! Anything and everything and I mean EVERY phase uttered is followed with a Why?! said in a sing song fashion.
He also wants to do everything on his own and sometimes it drives us crazy. But more often than it is nice to see him getting independent! Why, today he even kept his lunch box in the bag and was all ready wearing his shoes and all to go to his summer school. Sorry camp. I kept calling it school and one day he said "Main summer camp jaata hoon!"
Yeah! Ok! Whatever! :p
I have also found a way getting some kisses from him. I call him noseychand, rotuchand, naughtychand etc depending on what he is doing. Coupla days ago I kissed him about a thousand times and said "I am kissichand!" Now Cub cannot imagine someone else being any "chand" and indignantly said "No! I am kissichand!!" I told him people who don't give kisses cannot be called Kissichands. So now I just have to say he is not one because he hasn't given any kisses and i get some kisses AT LEAST! :p
He of course managed to make it into another game and tells me to sneeze and call me "Noseychand" in return! hehe!
While he is getting cuter and more helpful his whining and crying for every silly thing is really pushing me over the edge now. I just cannot take it anymore and get angry even faster than before. I mean is it really that difficult to use a normal tone when asking for something?! Everyday I tell myself that I will be more patient, i will learn to ignore the whining but the moment it happens it just drives me insane! I holler at him and then cry. Suggestions to deal with this kinda behaviour (his and mine) are welcome! And he does seem to save this special kinda behaviour for my benefit or maybe i just get irritated faster. M keeps telling me to "distract and deflect" but I can do it only twice maybe. I get tired of it real soon! And i do want get over this as soon as I can for Cub's sanity and mine.
That said his maturity in understanding things is brilliant. And when I pretend to be sad, he comes and gives me a hug and tries to soothe me. I wish i had that generosity when he cries, as M pointed out to me...
That day he was trying to fold his book and I told him not to do it because it will spoil the book. He refused to stop and I took it from him and said if he doesn't want to keep them properly I will give it away to someone else. So now anything and everything he is using he says "It is MY. I don't want to give to someone!"
Poor baby!
This has again turned into a Cub update! I am not surprised since past few months haven't seen too much of him!
showing how he has become big and strong by eating subzi, dal and chapati! Which he MIGHT actually eat once in a week but talks about it on a daily basis!
Digression + Rant
Our Amma decided to ditch us for 3 days starting Saturday without bothering to call us or inform us in any way and not picking up our frantic phone calls either. My logic is you don't come we really cannot do much about it, but least you can do is INFORM us. Even when she turned up yesterday she refused to acknowledge and kept saying there was too much tension etc. I doubt she was that tense 'coz she resolutely refused to pick up OUR phones and picked up when we called from different numbers and still didnt tell us anything clearly! gah!
Over!!
Thankfully my office is close to Cub's summer camp and I anyway tend to go there everyday for my "pseudo pick-up" and so knew that Amma had not turned up even on Monday and got Cub back to my office. Took permission from the boss to WFH for rest of the day. Had lunch with Cub at restaurant close to my office and it was a nice experience! Cub and me sharing table with two of my colleagues who kept indulging and most importantly he ate without too much fuss! Now THAT is a big deal! :p
That done we reached home. bathing and sleeping also happened without an incident. Yayy! :p He woke up after coupla hours and after l'il timepass i asked him if he wanted to eat egg - omelet, half fry, boiled egg. He said he wont mind a haaff fy.
I made it, sprinkled l'il salt and mirchi powder on top and gave it along with a slice of brown bread loaded with Marmite! (both father and son are huge fans of that yucky tasting goop! don't ask me why!)
Now when M makes a haaff fy, its not as plain is this. He adds l'il pyaaz - tamaatar and generally makes it really yummy!
So after having some of the haaff fy, he demanded "Mummy chatpata banao!" which is the expression his father uses for his own cooking. Always tells Cub "main nice aur chatpata bana deta hoon."
I said a distracted haan knowing there wasn't much I could do at this point to chatpataofy that doomed haff fy!
But kids Cub's age don't give up easily do they? Next question was "aapne fyying pan mein banaya tha naah?!"
WTF! I mean i know i don't spend too much time in the kitchen and my cooking doesn't go beyond the mundane, but i DO know that sunny side up egg is made in the frying pan.
Anyhoo! That asked and me meekly answering "Yes. I did" was obviously not the end!
Considering all his demands of making it tastier were ignored he came up with his own solution. "Mummy thoda backk pepper daalo. Phir nice ban jaayega!"
That is what I did. The child finished eating the haff fy in next hour or whatever is the usual time he takes to eat!
So now you know who is Cub's hero chez nous?!
Let me give you a hint. It is NOT the mother! :p
That apart his talk is pretty much a constant source of amusement. The "Why" phase has started too! Anything and everything and I mean EVERY phase uttered is followed with a Why?! said in a sing song fashion.
He also wants to do everything on his own and sometimes it drives us crazy. But more often than it is nice to see him getting independent! Why, today he even kept his lunch box in the bag and was all ready wearing his shoes and all to go to his summer school. Sorry camp. I kept calling it school and one day he said "Main summer camp jaata hoon!"
Yeah! Ok! Whatever! :p
I have also found a way getting some kisses from him. I call him noseychand, rotuchand, naughtychand etc depending on what he is doing. Coupla days ago I kissed him about a thousand times and said "I am kissichand!" Now Cub cannot imagine someone else being any "chand" and indignantly said "No! I am kissichand!!" I told him people who don't give kisses cannot be called Kissichands. So now I just have to say he is not one because he hasn't given any kisses and i get some kisses AT LEAST! :p
He of course managed to make it into another game and tells me to sneeze and call me "Noseychand" in return! hehe!
While he is getting cuter and more helpful his whining and crying for every silly thing is really pushing me over the edge now. I just cannot take it anymore and get angry even faster than before. I mean is it really that difficult to use a normal tone when asking for something?! Everyday I tell myself that I will be more patient, i will learn to ignore the whining but the moment it happens it just drives me insane! I holler at him and then cry. Suggestions to deal with this kinda behaviour (his and mine) are welcome! And he does seem to save this special kinda behaviour for my benefit or maybe i just get irritated faster. M keeps telling me to "distract and deflect" but I can do it only twice maybe. I get tired of it real soon! And i do want get over this as soon as I can for Cub's sanity and mine.
That said his maturity in understanding things is brilliant. And when I pretend to be sad, he comes and gives me a hug and tries to soothe me. I wish i had that generosity when he cries, as M pointed out to me...
That day he was trying to fold his book and I told him not to do it because it will spoil the book. He refused to stop and I took it from him and said if he doesn't want to keep them properly I will give it away to someone else. So now anything and everything he is using he says "It is MY. I don't want to give to someone!"
Poor baby!
This has again turned into a Cub update! I am not surprised since past few months haven't seen too much of him!
showing how he has become big and strong by eating subzi, dal and chapati! Which he MIGHT actually eat once in a week but talks about it on a daily basis!Monday, November 23, 2009
he IS a dude! :)
Cubby has this series of what kind of a boy he is. So if we say Cubby is a.... it is followed by
Good Boy
Strong Boy (stong Boy)
Smart Boy
Big Boy
Brave Boy (bave boy)
and sometimes SootyPie (sweety pie) or Sooty Papaya!
And he is really not wrong on all these counts. Ofcos, when in a foul mood, he does terrible things and says "Cubby bad boy hai" and that is not untrue either. But just acceptance really doesn't help, does it?! We have all been inflicters and sufferers of "I am like that only" attitude.
But this post is talk about all the nice stuff that makes people want to have babies and it's only when they have had them they realize they have REALLY been Had! ;)
Here's the adjective post that's obviously subjective and defi not objective considering it's written by a biased mother! :)
Some memories and BIDWF moments!
The Good Boy!
Cubby by nature is a quiet child. By that I don't mean he sits in a corner quietly. He makes enough noise for a whole class full of kids put together. But he is someone who listens and obeys. If you tell him something 95 / 100 times he will do as told. How bad the other 5 times are, we shall not discuss it here! It takes the sheen away from the other 95times you see! I have been told sarcastically "You have such a good boy!" as if its a bad thing to be. I mean most can talk very proudly about how well their child bullies, but a quiet child is considered to be a boring one! Bah!
He is helpful at home. He brings us our phones, takes things inside after khaana, puts his own glass in the sink once he is done drinking the milk, picks up his toys when requested and generally wants to be a part of everything you do.
The other day I was making egg curry and so peeling some boiled eggs. Cubby was in one of those destructive (attention hungry) modes where he was trying to mix the peel with already peeled eggs and generally creating a mess. I made him sit on the platform and asked him to help me instead. The kid sat propahly for like 10mins and peeled next 4 eggs for me! :)
The Strong Boy
He helps us carry heavy groceries from the door to the kitchen. Brings the plastic stool wherever needed, can pull bean bag and wooden stools wherever needed.
And hear this! We went to Chikmagalur couple of weeks ago. WE went to ShravanBelgola on our way back. Now the climb there is not maha difficult but it's still considerable with 600 plus steps till you actually get the darshan of the huge Baahubaali idol. Cubby climbed all the way up without being asked to be carried even once!! What more? He came down on his own steam too. Had a whole coconut water and then says "Phinse jaayenge bhagwaanji dekhne!" Phew. I had been similarly zapped when walked 3kms plus at mysore zoo!
So now when someone else tells me he has become so skinny, he looks weak, I tell em about his stamina! :p
The Smart Boy!
Oh well! I really don't know if he is exceptionally smart kid. But he is fairly quick on take. Remembers things pretty quickly and can place things quite correctly. Just yesterday when we were sifting through the paper there was a picture of Taj Hotel. He asked me "Yeh kaa hai?!" I said "Taj Hotel." Aapko yaad hai aapne kahan dekha tha?" I asked this question just like that not expecting him to say anything. He floored me by saying "Boat mein baithe the wahan dekha tha!"
He actually remembered it from his trip to Gateway of India few months ago! :)
He can now solve small jigsaw puzzles of upto 6 pieces. He needs a l'il help to start out with, but then gets the hang of it pretty quickly. The credit for this goes to Aaji Ajoba who sat with him everyday they were here and taught him how to work it. He remembers more than enough rhymes and his favourite is the ABCD song. He sings everything in that tune and he keeps adding his own Cubby speak lyrics to it which more often than not don't make much sense!
The Big Boy
Being a big boy essentially means his wish to do everything on his own! He can now take off his own shoes / floaters etc and he picks it up maha cutely the way grown ups do and keeps them in place. He is trying to learn to wear them on his own. He can ofcos for ages now take off his own shorts / pajama and go to the loo. He is trying to learn how to work the tees and vests now! He wants a say in what should be on the TV for his viewing pleasure. Most wanted is Jungle Book, Tarzan, Horton Hears a Who, Finding Nemo and those terribly animated Buzzers type of CDs. He also randomly tells us what colour clothes he wants to wear but is not insistent about that stuff as yet.
The other day he did a genuinely "Big Boy" cute thing. Our friend S & G had come with their almost a year old son V to our place. Before leaving they were changing his diaper laying him on the mat. S put a sheet under his head for softness. Cubby went running inside and came out with His pillow and trying to keep it under V's head! :D I was very impressed seeing his understanding and touched by the sweetness of his gesture! :)
The Brave Boy
Brave is used with Cubby to try and see that he doesn't get scared or intimidated easily. He is not brazenly bindaas kinda kid and anything new flusters him initially. I hope he will get over these kinda fears eventually in a few years.
That said he is not scared of doing all kinda acrobatics over the furniture and his parents! :)
The SootyPie / SootyPapaya
Are the terms of endearment used with him. So he calls himself that! :D
But then how can you not call him that? Imagine you showing him some shopping "Dekho Cubby ka naya undies!" He will then try to wear it over his pajamas and I ask him if he is superman to wear his undies like this.
He then takes it and puts it on his head and says " Main Dokerman (jokerman) hoon!
*rolling eyes*
Or the kid who sits on the pot and makes his own rhyme by looking at the stickers in front of him and says,
Mickey ne bola
Donald ne bola
Tiger ne bola
Winnie the pooh ne bola
Cubby papa ka Gumpy Gola!
I will be off the blogosphere for a few days from next coupla days! Hope to catch up once I am back!! :)
I will share the photos in next posts 'coz I just dont seem to find the right ones now!
Cheers!
Good Boy
Strong Boy (stong Boy)
Smart Boy
Big Boy
Brave Boy (bave boy)
and sometimes SootyPie (sweety pie) or Sooty Papaya!
And he is really not wrong on all these counts. Ofcos, when in a foul mood, he does terrible things and says "Cubby bad boy hai" and that is not untrue either. But just acceptance really doesn't help, does it?! We have all been inflicters and sufferers of "I am like that only" attitude.
But this post is talk about all the nice stuff that makes people want to have babies and it's only when they have had them they realize they have REALLY been Had! ;)
Here's the adjective post that's obviously subjective and defi not objective considering it's written by a biased mother! :)
Some memories and BIDWF moments!
The Good Boy!
Cubby by nature is a quiet child. By that I don't mean he sits in a corner quietly. He makes enough noise for a whole class full of kids put together. But he is someone who listens and obeys. If you tell him something 95 / 100 times he will do as told. How bad the other 5 times are, we shall not discuss it here! It takes the sheen away from the other 95times you see! I have been told sarcastically "You have such a good boy!" as if its a bad thing to be. I mean most can talk very proudly about how well their child bullies, but a quiet child is considered to be a boring one! Bah!
He is helpful at home. He brings us our phones, takes things inside after khaana, puts his own glass in the sink once he is done drinking the milk, picks up his toys when requested and generally wants to be a part of everything you do.
The other day I was making egg curry and so peeling some boiled eggs. Cubby was in one of those destructive (attention hungry) modes where he was trying to mix the peel with already peeled eggs and generally creating a mess. I made him sit on the platform and asked him to help me instead. The kid sat propahly for like 10mins and peeled next 4 eggs for me! :)
The Strong Boy
He helps us carry heavy groceries from the door to the kitchen. Brings the plastic stool wherever needed, can pull bean bag and wooden stools wherever needed.
And hear this! We went to Chikmagalur couple of weeks ago. WE went to ShravanBelgola on our way back. Now the climb there is not maha difficult but it's still considerable with 600 plus steps till you actually get the darshan of the huge Baahubaali idol. Cubby climbed all the way up without being asked to be carried even once!! What more? He came down on his own steam too. Had a whole coconut water and then says "Phinse jaayenge bhagwaanji dekhne!" Phew. I had been similarly zapped when walked 3kms plus at mysore zoo!
So now when someone else tells me he has become so skinny, he looks weak, I tell em about his stamina! :p
The Smart Boy!
Oh well! I really don't know if he is exceptionally smart kid. But he is fairly quick on take. Remembers things pretty quickly and can place things quite correctly. Just yesterday when we were sifting through the paper there was a picture of Taj Hotel. He asked me "Yeh kaa hai?!" I said "Taj Hotel." Aapko yaad hai aapne kahan dekha tha?" I asked this question just like that not expecting him to say anything. He floored me by saying "Boat mein baithe the wahan dekha tha!"
He actually remembered it from his trip to Gateway of India few months ago! :)
He can now solve small jigsaw puzzles of upto 6 pieces. He needs a l'il help to start out with, but then gets the hang of it pretty quickly. The credit for this goes to Aaji Ajoba who sat with him everyday they were here and taught him how to work it. He remembers more than enough rhymes and his favourite is the ABCD song. He sings everything in that tune and he keeps adding his own Cubby speak lyrics to it which more often than not don't make much sense!
The Big Boy
Being a big boy essentially means his wish to do everything on his own! He can now take off his own shoes / floaters etc and he picks it up maha cutely the way grown ups do and keeps them in place. He is trying to learn to wear them on his own. He can ofcos for ages now take off his own shorts / pajama and go to the loo. He is trying to learn how to work the tees and vests now! He wants a say in what should be on the TV for his viewing pleasure. Most wanted is Jungle Book, Tarzan, Horton Hears a Who, Finding Nemo and those terribly animated Buzzers type of CDs. He also randomly tells us what colour clothes he wants to wear but is not insistent about that stuff as yet.
The other day he did a genuinely "Big Boy" cute thing. Our friend S & G had come with their almost a year old son V to our place. Before leaving they were changing his diaper laying him on the mat. S put a sheet under his head for softness. Cubby went running inside and came out with His pillow and trying to keep it under V's head! :D I was very impressed seeing his understanding and touched by the sweetness of his gesture! :)
The Brave Boy
Brave is used with Cubby to try and see that he doesn't get scared or intimidated easily. He is not brazenly bindaas kinda kid and anything new flusters him initially. I hope he will get over these kinda fears eventually in a few years.
That said he is not scared of doing all kinda acrobatics over the furniture and his parents! :)
The SootyPie / SootyPapaya
Are the terms of endearment used with him. So he calls himself that! :D
But then how can you not call him that? Imagine you showing him some shopping "Dekho Cubby ka naya undies!" He will then try to wear it over his pajamas and I ask him if he is superman to wear his undies like this.
He then takes it and puts it on his head and says " Main Dokerman (jokerman) hoon!
*rolling eyes*
Or the kid who sits on the pot and makes his own rhyme by looking at the stickers in front of him and says,
Mickey ne bola
Donald ne bola
Tiger ne bola
Winnie the pooh ne bola
Cubby papa ka Gumpy Gola!
I will be off the blogosphere for a few days from next coupla days! Hope to catch up once I am back!! :)
I will share the photos in next posts 'coz I just dont seem to find the right ones now!
Cheers!
Friday, November 6, 2009
is it normal?? a BIDWF moment!
to start feeling teary eyed when you see your 2yr3mo walk in post an outing with his AAji-Ajoba AFTER you have come back from work and tells you "main aunty ke ghar jaake aaya" and then proceed to take off his "lace" shoes by expertly untying the laces and then picking them up and keeping them back in their own place?!
I kept telling M "He untied his own laces! When the heck did he learn that? When the hell did he grow up so quick?" And all the while i could feel tears pricking at my eyes ready to fall.
I mean WHAT?! WHEN? HOW?!
I kept telling M "He untied his own laces! When the heck did he learn that? When the hell did he grow up so quick?" And all the while i could feel tears pricking at my eyes ready to fall.
I mean WHAT?! WHEN? HOW?!
This was the first time I felt it because generally its M who keeps whining about how he is growing up! :)
You mean to say before I know it;
he will perhaps be a vet?!
What? He is only 2 years you say?! bah!
Have a great weekend you folks!!!! :)
Thursday, September 10, 2009
chokkit bikkit and BIDWF moment!
Chokkit bikkit is the demand we hear very often in our household as the youngest member has started getting more and more vocal in his demands. He now also follows it up with OUR set of dialogues saying "Mummy office se aayegi naah, toh bikkit le aayegi aur Cubby ko degi!'
Ofcourse, he is equally or even more vocal about things he DOESN'T want to do/eat. As the terrible two's show up in all their glory the instantaneous response to anything suggested is "Naee kanoonga" or "Naee Chaaiye"! And if it's not that it has to be "Main Kanoonga!". Even a sock taken off without letting him do it is reason enough to throw himself bodily on the floor and kick up a storm. We can do something for him if he graciously allows us to by telling us in so many words "Tum kano!"
But the terrible 2's are terribly cute too. With his increased understanding and vocab he makes us smile even more often. He talks his head off all the time and sometimes we just tell him to shut up and breathe! Can't blame the poor kid, it's in his genes! :p
Now that Cubby is going to school he learning his ABCs an he loves singing it all the time and we LOVE seeing him sprinkle sugar saying"Shugga on your bedd" and then do the sleeping action and say "Betta go to bed!"
This BIDWF moment came thanks to this new knowledge.
We were sitting in a restaurant and Cubby was getting fidgety and bored towards the end of the lunch. So we got some tissue papers and he started scribbling. Then he said "Tum likho naa!" So I held his hand with the pen and we were writing my name. So I went "A B H A".
What does Cubby say very indignantly?
"Nahi!! A B C D!"
WE could not stop laughing!
He similarly stunned us by spouting days of the week and months of the year! I mean we keep forgetting that he goes to school and already has a life that we have no clue about.
The kid is growing up way too fast, I tell ya! :)
Apart from that his eating habits MIGHT just be improving. He suddenly got completely turned off by the tasteless goop he had been having for past over an year, namely khichdi and raagi. He made it very clear that he will not be eating it anymore by refusing to let even a morsel go in his mouth without having to go through a battle.00
Now he likes stuffed parathas (esp aanoo and paneen), sambhar chawal and dahi chawal. He also likes to eat just sukhi chapati. So the attempt to make him normal dal-roti-subzi etc has not yet been made. Add to that Amma makes sure that he inherits the local taste buds and often does not even TRY and give the stuff that I make and keep. That bit is getting a little annoying, but then I end up not making a big deal because at least he is eating without too much fuss. (Touchwood and Anti jinx!)
He loves colouring and now recognizes (that means past few months) all the common colours. His latest favourite is Geen cunon (colour) and he insists on having all liquids in his Geen Gaas wonly! :D
He also comes up with some funny n funky dance steps every now and then and I am guessing that is the "Schoon effect" too! :)
All in all, if you discount the omnipresent whining, life is good! :D
Considering I have done like a mini Cubby update, leme just do one tag as well!
This was passed on to me eons ago by Starryeyes - an awesome awesome blogger whose posts I just love to read for their honesty and beauty!
Ofcourse, he is equally or even more vocal about things he DOESN'T want to do/eat. As the terrible two's show up in all their glory the instantaneous response to anything suggested is "Naee kanoonga" or "Naee Chaaiye"! And if it's not that it has to be "Main Kanoonga!". Even a sock taken off without letting him do it is reason enough to throw himself bodily on the floor and kick up a storm. We can do something for him if he graciously allows us to by telling us in so many words "Tum kano!"
But the terrible 2's are terribly cute too. With his increased understanding and vocab he makes us smile even more often. He talks his head off all the time and sometimes we just tell him to shut up and breathe! Can't blame the poor kid, it's in his genes! :p
Now that Cubby is going to school he learning his ABCs an he loves singing it all the time and we LOVE seeing him sprinkle sugar saying"Shugga on your bedd" and then do the sleeping action and say "Betta go to bed!"
This BIDWF moment came thanks to this new knowledge.
We were sitting in a restaurant and Cubby was getting fidgety and bored towards the end of the lunch. So we got some tissue papers and he started scribbling. Then he said "Tum likho naa!" So I held his hand with the pen and we were writing my name. So I went "A B H A".
What does Cubby say very indignantly?
"Nahi!! A B C D!"
WE could not stop laughing!
He similarly stunned us by spouting days of the week and months of the year! I mean we keep forgetting that he goes to school and already has a life that we have no clue about.
The kid is growing up way too fast, I tell ya! :)
Apart from that his eating habits MIGHT just be improving. He suddenly got completely turned off by the tasteless goop he had been having for past over an year, namely khichdi and raagi. He made it very clear that he will not be eating it anymore by refusing to let even a morsel go in his mouth without having to go through a battle.00
Now he likes stuffed parathas (esp aanoo and paneen), sambhar chawal and dahi chawal. He also likes to eat just sukhi chapati. So the attempt to make him normal dal-roti-subzi etc has not yet been made. Add to that Amma makes sure that he inherits the local taste buds and often does not even TRY and give the stuff that I make and keep. That bit is getting a little annoying, but then I end up not making a big deal because at least he is eating without too much fuss. (Touchwood and Anti jinx!)
He loves colouring and now recognizes (that means past few months) all the common colours. His latest favourite is Geen cunon (colour) and he insists on having all liquids in his Geen Gaas wonly! :D
He also comes up with some funny n funky dance steps every now and then and I am guessing that is the "Schoon effect" too! :)
All in all, if you discount the omnipresent whining, life is good! :D
Considering I have done like a mini Cubby update, leme just do one tag as well!
This was passed on to me eons ago by Starryeyes - an awesome awesome blogger whose posts I just love to read for their honesty and beauty!
- What's for dinner? M will make the subzi, me the dal. Which one, I dunno!
- What's the last thing you bought? Milk and curd
- What are you listening to right now? Some kannada song playing at work.
- What do you think about the person who tagged you? Read the lines before the tag!
- If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be? By the beach!
- What's the principle you live life by? Life is too short to sweat over small things and that ONE person can make a difference.
- If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? Rajasthan. I desperately wanna see go there!
- Which language do you want to learn? Kannada I guess and teach Cubby Marathi. My family is hounding me for neglecting his mother tongue! :p
- What's your favourite quote? Shit happens! :)
- Who do you want to meet right now? Friends!
- What is your favourite colour? Black and Red
- What is your favourite piece of clothing in your own closet? A nice black top gifted to me by a close friend and white denim capris my folks got me from US and erstwhile yellow capris that are now greenish yellow thanks to a washing machine disaster!
- What is your dream job? I wish I knew!
- What's your favourite magazine? RD and Cosmo though I haven't read either in ages. And recently Cubby's Toot! :)
- If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on? Books and movies
- What do you consider a fashion faux pas? Wearing clothes in which one is visibly uncomfortable and yeah panty lines!
- Describe your personal style? Anything that fits! I like capris and jeans!
- What are you going to do after this? Take a nap on my desk.
- What are your favourite movies? Thodaasa Roomani Ho jaaye (M finally managed to get me a VCD! yyayy! thanks!), Lock, stock and two smoking barrels, kill bill, Children of Heaven, Chicago, Clerks, Golmaal (old and new), Munnabhai and just too many more!
- Which is your favourite poem? I have never been a poems person. I like Cubby's latest nursery rhyme G G G og the Giraffe. Like it even more 'coz he loves it so.
- What inspires you? Any and every good deed... big or small.
- What do you carry in your bag? Wallet, comb, ALL my lipsticks (don't ask me why!) and keys.
- Coffee or tea? Coffee. Never been a tea person unless its that milky n sweet n kadak tapri ki chai!
- What do you do when you're feeling low or terribly depressed? Shop and eat!
- What is the meaning of your name? Halo (I always have a tough time telling people who go Huh when i say halo! So then i just say light! :)
- Which other blogs do you love visiting? just too many to mention here!
- Favourite dessert/sweet? dark Chocolate and things made with the said item! :D
- Favourite season? rainy season!
- If I come to your house now what will you cook for me? Maggi? No? Ok! Omelet then! a Niice cheese omelet!
- What's your current mood? I need sleep! I need a new job!
- Which feature of yours do you like the most? My smile!
And here's some random photos from the last month!
At Lalbagh flower show this Independence day!
Cheeeeees'y' Smines at Nandi Hills!
Cubby's fake smine! :D
Cubby staring at his first "real" frog sighting! :)
The time he thought his father was a trampoline!
Till he decided to give him a short 2mins break! :p
Cubby at UB City! :) The amphitheatre is awesome and we just ignored the security guy trying to shoo us away!
The Blue Umbrella! :)
That's that folks! Have a super weekend! :)
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
i dunno what this one is about!
This is going to be one of them random posts where I write for the heck of writing types.
I am really terrible at this whole story telling business and even when I read out of a book Cubby usually runs away within 3 pages odd. I mean I start yawning myself, so can't blame the poor kid. This being the case my preferred mode of putting Cubby to sleep (apart from just letting him drift off) is to sing to him and give in to his "Haath Pheno" demands. That day he was especially jumpy and I volunteered to tell him a story so that he would lie down just for the novelty factor. He did too and I was officially lost and stuck.
Anyhoo, the best I could come up with was the thirsty crow story and I got it over with in my usual unimpressive fashion to be bombarded by "Phinse sunao, Cnow ki stony!" (Cubby replaces L and R with the N sound!). I finally managed to get him to sleep and now he comes up with random" Stony sunenge" requests leaving M and me very flummoxed.
Yesterday was the weirdest. So M yet again told him the crow story and I offered to sing instead. What does our little guy come up with?
"Cnow ka gaana sungenge!"
?????
Considering he was in a realllly foul mood and verry sleepy, nothing else would do. We were racking our brains for an appropriate child friendly rhyme with crows and could come up with nothing.
Mean mommy then created the base by asking Cubby "Crow ko Hindi mein kya kehte hai?" to which the child replied "Kauaa" and what followed was an enthusiastic rendition of "Jhooth Bole kauaa kaate" by the mother and beanbag music by the father and lot of crazy laughter interspersed in between.
True to his current mood, the same was done about 3 times for His Highness and then a scolding later we were on the bed ready to go off to la la land! This was just so that this memory doesn't get lost! :)
Meanwhile Cubby got gifted subscription to this monthly magazine called Toot. Thanks Mehek! :) It is a delightful little magazine with a whole lot of art, craft, puzzles, jokes, general knowledge and stories thrown in. It is ideal for kids aged 3yrs to 6yrs and I am saving em for later while Cubby enjoys just the pictures right now. If you are in Bangalore you can call 080 - 32947354 / 22483701 and ask for Mr. Benher Alexis who can come to your address and fill out your subscription which costs around Rs.600 (which is what? a pair of jeans these days?). You can also check out the website and find a contact in your cities! :)
And here is another funny "we are like this only" post by M about another God being offended in another part of the country thanks to another unacceptable mention in yet another Bollywood movie. You have to read it thrice to get all the puns the man has managed starting from the title to the next 10lines of the post! :)
Oh! Before I say ta on this post, here's what Cubby has been upto these days. Everyday, all the contents of the toy box are removed and put in an order only Cubby understands. The result is something like this;
I am really terrible at this whole story telling business and even when I read out of a book Cubby usually runs away within 3 pages odd. I mean I start yawning myself, so can't blame the poor kid. This being the case my preferred mode of putting Cubby to sleep (apart from just letting him drift off) is to sing to him and give in to his "Haath Pheno" demands. That day he was especially jumpy and I volunteered to tell him a story so that he would lie down just for the novelty factor. He did too and I was officially lost and stuck.
Anyhoo, the best I could come up with was the thirsty crow story and I got it over with in my usual unimpressive fashion to be bombarded by "Phinse sunao, Cnow ki stony!" (Cubby replaces L and R with the N sound!). I finally managed to get him to sleep and now he comes up with random" Stony sunenge" requests leaving M and me very flummoxed.
Yesterday was the weirdest. So M yet again told him the crow story and I offered to sing instead. What does our little guy come up with?
"Cnow ka gaana sungenge!"
?????
Considering he was in a realllly foul mood and verry sleepy, nothing else would do. We were racking our brains for an appropriate child friendly rhyme with crows and could come up with nothing.
Mean mommy then created the base by asking Cubby "Crow ko Hindi mein kya kehte hai?" to which the child replied "Kauaa" and what followed was an enthusiastic rendition of "Jhooth Bole kauaa kaate" by the mother and beanbag music by the father and lot of crazy laughter interspersed in between.
True to his current mood, the same was done about 3 times for His Highness and then a scolding later we were on the bed ready to go off to la la land! This was just so that this memory doesn't get lost! :)
Meanwhile Cubby got gifted subscription to this monthly magazine called Toot. Thanks Mehek! :) It is a delightful little magazine with a whole lot of art, craft, puzzles, jokes, general knowledge and stories thrown in. It is ideal for kids aged 3yrs to 6yrs and I am saving em for later while Cubby enjoys just the pictures right now. If you are in Bangalore you can call 080 - 32947354 / 22483701 and ask for Mr. Benher Alexis who can come to your address and fill out your subscription which costs around Rs.600 (which is what? a pair of jeans these days?). You can also check out the website and find a contact in your cities! :)
And here is another funny "we are like this only" post by M about another God being offended in another part of the country thanks to another unacceptable mention in yet another Bollywood movie. You have to read it thrice to get all the puns the man has managed starting from the title to the next 10lines of the post! :)
Oh! Before I say ta on this post, here's what Cubby has been upto these days. Everyday, all the contents of the toy box are removed and put in an order only Cubby understands. The result is something like this;
The creation! :)
The Creator with his creation!
Am sure there is some order to what seems like chaos! :)
Ciao! :)
Monday, June 15, 2009
nice weekends part 2 and because i don't wanna forget - part 4
No, we didn't manage a completely anti-social (it just means NO socializing and not something more serious) weekend.
We had a super get together of M's side of khandaan in honour of one of the mausi's visiting Bangalore from Ambala. That was Saturday evening, of which the morning was spent mostly doing nothing major, except jhadoo-pocha and bartans (amma was on chhutti again, but she is back today!:) The father had a ball bathing the l'il guy who now enjoys his l'il tub the way he should! Splashing about, playing with his toys and getting his father so drenched that you would wonder who was bathing who! :p
Yaaayyyyy!!
Who wants to play catch with me next?!
Kahan hai bhai chocolate?! :p
Sunday dawned (??!!) late and we were all up only post 930am. Then lolling on the gaddas and such timepass happened. We were tempted to do last week's repeat and go have the buffet breakfast at Isys in Jayanagar. But then doing it too soon and often will make it boring. So Paranthas were decided on. This time it was paneer and capsicum! Name suggestions, anyone?! :p
My mom has NO clue how to do this! Child labour office anyone?! :p
Here's Cubby insisting on carrying the bag! The school bag effect?! In a weeks time already?!
Whose bag is bigger, huh?! :)
Arre darwaza toh Band karo Mummy! :p
Drink toh theek hai, khaana kahan hai?
Cheers Mate! ;)
We had a super get together of M's side of khandaan in honour of one of the mausi's visiting Bangalore from Ambala. That was Saturday evening, of which the morning was spent mostly doing nothing major, except jhadoo-pocha and bartans (amma was on chhutti again, but she is back today!:) The father had a ball bathing the l'il guy who now enjoys his l'il tub the way he should! Splashing about, playing with his toys and getting his father so drenched that you would wonder who was bathing who! :p
Before this M also whipped up some nice pasta for breakfast. This time we did away with Tomato flavour and added spinach instead and the joint effort was absolutely yummy! :)
Yaaayyyyy!! The evening party was at the maha-fancy Palm Meadows. The place is absolutely gorgeous with pretty duplex homes, well manicured lawns, nice roads that you can walk barefoot on and fancy lamposts. You get the idea. Cubby was thrilled to just see the amount of space and really cute love-birds kept as pets at home. He even went and gave them chips and was talking to them quite earnestly! :)
Who wants to play catch with me next?!Then his bua found a ball for him to play with and his party had officially begun. He was running all over the lawn chasing the ball or the people who were holding it! People kept coming and after a long time we saw the puraana Cubby! The one who doesn't shy away and cling or doesn't start crying seeing new faces! He ofcos didn't want to be carried by all and sundry, but other than that he was at ease and had lotsa fun.
Kahan hai bhai chocolate?! :pThis was what Cubby was trying to say as he dug into his V daadi's purse who had lured him on her lap with promises of chocolates in the purse! ;)
There was a live barbecue too which was being handled really well by M's young cousin and another cousin and soon yummy starters were making rounds. M was busy managing the drinks for people, while I mostly ran afta Cubby and made small talk with people.
We were back home by midnight and Cubby was fast asleep.
Sunday dawned (??!!) late and we were all up only post 930am. Then lolling on the gaddas and such timepass happened. We were tempted to do last week's repeat and go have the buffet breakfast at Isys in Jayanagar. But then doing it too soon and often will make it boring. So Paranthas were decided on. This time it was paneer and capsicum! Name suggestions, anyone?! :p
Cubby started with pouring water into the flour for which I hollered at him. But then the l'il guy wanted to knead the dough and he did it too! It was totally cute! Don't belive me, look here! And don't ya dare start with I am a Hitler thing! My voice is like that. Ok? OK?! :p
Paranthas made and had, bathing session happened again while I did the bartans. A l'il bit of sleep for Cubby and small fight for us and the evening for already there.
My mom has NO clue how to do this! Child labour office anyone?! :pI had picked up some stuff for Cubby from PE People which turned out to be a size bigger (yeah! me a loser mom! :p) and we needed to go to exchange it.
Here's Cubby insisting on carrying the bag! The school bag effect?! In a weeks time already?!Whose bag is bigger, huh?! :)The shop is pretty big and they have kept stuff like small slide and those magnetic slates and chalk board etc to keep kids occupied. Cubby had fun while we shopped. He even had his first Trial Room experience! :) It was really strange doing that for the first time. You suddenly notice how much the l'il baby has grown up. For him, he was amused seeing himself in those huge mirrors! Oh! To be a kid! :)
Arre darwaza toh Band karo Mummy! :pAnyhoo, shopping done, we went to Total Mall to do some ghar ka shopping and see if we find a decent pair of floaters for Cubby. It was fairly comfy and we headed over to try this place called Serengetti in Total Mall.
Drink toh theek hai, khaana kahan hai?Now the place is themed like an African jungle with trees all over the place and a huge fake elephant at the entrance. Cubby got scared to start with, but then M managed to soothe him and soon we were set to have you dindin. Yummmy tandoori chicken (oily though; since when does tandoor require OIL? Weird) and some tandoori fish was ordered and for a change Cubby wanted to eat his fill too. It was a cute sight seeing him sit on his high chair and sipping on his canned juice and trying to get fish on his fork and acting all grown up! :p
Cheers Mate! ;)After a small bout of crying because he was just too sleepy, Cubby slept off before dessert came along (we skipped the main course completely!) and we headed home wishing the weekend went on just a l'il longer.
As for the because i don't wanna forget moment (ofcos I hadn't forgotten! hehe), this happened on Saturday at the khaandaan party:
Cubby's concept of God is pretty much identifiable with Gampati Bappa (Lord Ganesh) and he doesn't know Goddess or Devi. Our Puja Ghar doesn't have any and we simply are not temple people.
Anyhoo, so Mama's house has this gorgeous brass figurine of what looks like a celestial being. Maybe not goddess, but defi not human variety.
Guess what Cubby called it when he saw it the first time?
Gampanti AUNTY!
I was yet again floored by his logic and the fact that he understood the statuette had something to do with heaven's above. I had a hearty laugh and so did everyone else who was around!
hai naah BIDWF kinda moment?! :)
I know this weekend sounds pretty much standard, but it's moments like these that make them special and fun! Check out this video too! :) This was weekend where Cubby made us smile and get teary eyed with such ease that it seem unbelievable that life existed before him! :)
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
nice weekends can be like this too & because i don't wanna forget part 3!
Both M and me are people people! Esp M. For him a weekend where we haven't met someone is a wasted weekend. But the past two months have been too much socializing even for us. There wasn't a single weekend where someone wasn't visiting us or we were not going some place.
I told M that the last weekend that went by would that two weekends will be the time I would turn into a sociopath. No meeting people come what may. Ofcos, my friends who know us well just sneered and asked "Really?". They were right and we did end up visiting buddy N to see his parents who were visiting. But it was still a far more relaxed weekend and having even the Saturday just to ourselves felt like bliss.
This is what my perfect Saturday was like!
Wake up at a decent hour. Not too early, not too late. Around 830am (which is VERY early for M) is a good time. On a tangent does it happen to you that you end up waking really early on weekends and holidays and can't get yourself out of your bed on weekdays?! Tangent over.
Tell husband, let's go and try the buffet breakfast at a hotel not too far when you are not even sure if the place HAS a breakfast thing in the first place. Just throw on simple jeans and tee, change Cubby's clothes and go.
Cubby sitting on his chair and waiting for his food! :p
Bhoot aaya! This picture is nicer because you see the food in background! :p
me a cool dude rapper! :P and this terrible bit of photoshopping is done by my mom! :p
Now it's a topi!
I was amazed that he could make the association of the cap straps with the safety straps of the helmet and the fact that it DID look like helmet! More than that it was seeing his elation at discovering something new that was infectious! :)
I told M that the last weekend that went by would that two weekends will be the time I would turn into a sociopath. No meeting people come what may. Ofcos, my friends who know us well just sneered and asked "Really?". They were right and we did end up visiting buddy N to see his parents who were visiting. But it was still a far more relaxed weekend and having even the Saturday just to ourselves felt like bliss.
This is what my perfect Saturday was like!
Wake up at a decent hour. Not too early, not too late. Around 830am (which is VERY early for M) is a good time. On a tangent does it happen to you that you end up waking really early on weekends and holidays and can't get yourself out of your bed on weekdays?! Tangent over.
Tell husband, let's go and try the buffet breakfast at a hotel not too far when you are not even sure if the place HAS a breakfast thing in the first place. Just throw on simple jeans and tee, change Cubby's clothes and go.
Cubby sitting on his chair and waiting for his food! :pReach there to find a yummylicious spread and smiling staff. Don't even look at healthy and green stuff like sprouts etc. Instead have sausage and salami. Get eggs made to order. Enjoy donuts, croissants and danish pastries and end with a strong cuppa coffee. Meanwhile stay amused at Cubby's antics with napkins and the space available. Also feel kicked (in true bania style) that your child is making the most of "free" buffet. The kid had sausages and salami like there is no tomorrow.
Bhoot aaya! This picture is nicer because you see the food in background! :pAsk for the bill and see your smile grow bigger as its much cheaper than you expected! A steal actually!
Go back home and do a video call with your folks and brother who are in the US right now. Laugh at Cubby showing his school bag on request.
Then listen to music on the laptop and do an impromptu dance with the child in your arms and your hubby singing along and taking a video of it!
Papa! Dekho! Itne saane books!
Just relax rest of the day and step out to go to Landmark one of the BEST bookshops in the country. Feel maha-kicked to see you child full of glee seeing so many books. Even more fun to see him lug the basket and throwing in books randomly. Hear your hubby ask every now and then "Did you choose this?" to which mostly the response is no. It's the less than 3 feet mite who is adding stuff based on which shelf he can reach!
Now don't disturb me! I have to choose my books!
Finally go home, make a quick a simple lauki-paneer subzi that turns out really good, watch some TV and go to sleep smiling about the day well spent! :)
me a cool dude rapper! :P and this terrible bit of photoshopping is done by my mom! :pAnd before I sign off from this post, let me tell you the latest "because i don't wanna forget" moment (they happen quite often these days, the moments!).
You all know just how much Cubby LOVES hemmets! He nowadays also likes caps and can be seen walking around in caps few sizes too big for him.
Now it's a topi!Sunday evening, he was sitting with us and playing with his "toopi" when the straps that are held together by Velcro got separated and came in front around his neck.
Guess what he said? Hemmet!
Now it's a Hemmet!
I was amazed that he could make the association of the cap straps with the safety straps of the helmet and the fact that it DID look like helmet! More than that it was seeing his elation at discovering something new that was infectious! :)
Cool, eh?!
and then yesterday night was another "because i don't wanna forget" moment. THis was when we were just about to sleep. We were lying on the gadda with lights turned off and saying our good nights
I was smothering Cubby with kisses all over his face. Then I was repeating it with M and both of them were acting pricey and not letting me do it. I did it once to Cubby and then to M to which Cubby responded by trying to pull me away. When he did that I started kissing him some more and suddenly he pushes me away and says in a very serious and grown up voice "Ab so jao!"
WTH!!!
M and me started laughing like a crazed couple and Cubby joined in too and it was a perfect way to end the day! :)
So whats happening with you guys? How went the weekend?! :)
Friday, May 22, 2009
because i don't wanna forget it - part 2!
I am late to do his 22month update, but do it I shall. I just didn't get time to get nice pictures and we all know how you people react to posts without photos! :p So, i will do it soon enough!
These days with Cubby talking incessantly we have almost a perma awestruck expression on our face. Ofcos, today's incident is more about action rather than words.
This is around 9am afta M has left for work. I asked Cubby whether he wants to have Doodh (Milk) or Omelet. Regular readers of the blog must know we share a mostly hate relationship when it comes to trying to get food in his tummy. I actually dread it and have happily outsourced the responsibility to Amma! But there is atleast one feed we have to battle with EVERYDAY.
Anyhoo this is what happened when the choice was offered;
Cubby - "Doodh Chahiye!"
Me - Chalo Doodh garam karte hai!
Cubby - Nahi. Omelet chahiye.
Me - Pucca Bolo!
Cubby - Pucca! Omelet.
As if to reassure me of his intentions, he runs into the kitchen and takes the small pan we use to make eggs and keeps it on the kitchen platform and pulls me by hand saying "Omelet banayenge!"
I tell him to give the egg-beater which he promptly located and tries to do the needful too. I allow him that for a few seconds as is the ritual before I take over.
The omelet is ready within few minutes. I ask him if he wants to sit inside and eat or stand in the balcony and he just points to the door.
We go out and within no time breakfast is done! (Touchwood and anti-jinx!). I know Boo's mom says one needs to bake a birthday cake to go to Mommy heaven, but I was there with a measly omelet. Even if for just those 10mins! :)
And people, my son likes being given choice even at this age!!! Is that the right conclusion to makes?! Gee!
And if you wondering what to watch over the weekend go for 99 (yes! its a movie)! A howlarious movie that will make you laugh till you fall outta the chair! Here's M's review of the movie! (did i tell you guys i fell for him thanks to his emails! still love his writing! :)
A completely unrelated, but cute photo of Cubby getting his daily dose of gyan from the "noosepepa"!
These days with Cubby talking incessantly we have almost a perma awestruck expression on our face. Ofcos, today's incident is more about action rather than words.
This is around 9am afta M has left for work. I asked Cubby whether he wants to have Doodh (Milk) or Omelet. Regular readers of the blog must know we share a mostly hate relationship when it comes to trying to get food in his tummy. I actually dread it and have happily outsourced the responsibility to Amma! But there is atleast one feed we have to battle with EVERYDAY.
Anyhoo this is what happened when the choice was offered;
Cubby - "Doodh Chahiye!"
Me - Chalo Doodh garam karte hai!
Cubby - Nahi. Omelet chahiye.
Me - Pucca Bolo!
Cubby - Pucca! Omelet.
As if to reassure me of his intentions, he runs into the kitchen and takes the small pan we use to make eggs and keeps it on the kitchen platform and pulls me by hand saying "Omelet banayenge!"
I tell him to give the egg-beater which he promptly located and tries to do the needful too. I allow him that for a few seconds as is the ritual before I take over.
The omelet is ready within few minutes. I ask him if he wants to sit inside and eat or stand in the balcony and he just points to the door.
We go out and within no time breakfast is done! (Touchwood and anti-jinx!). I know Boo's mom says one needs to bake a birthday cake to go to Mommy heaven, but I was there with a measly omelet. Even if for just those 10mins! :)
And people, my son likes being given choice even at this age!!! Is that the right conclusion to makes?! Gee!
And if you wondering what to watch over the weekend go for 99 (yes! its a movie)! A howlarious movie that will make you laugh till you fall outta the chair! Here's M's review of the movie! (did i tell you guys i fell for him thanks to his emails! still love his writing! :)
A completely unrelated, but cute photo of Cubby getting his daily dose of gyan from the "noosepepa"!
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