I am starting to amaze my grandparents & mama with my knowledge of gadgets -- I showed them that I could pick up the phone, press a few buttons & chat away & then replace the receiver after I'm done. To ensure they didn't forget how it's done, I kept going for the phone all day until they started hiding it in unreachable places. And I thought they enjoyed watching me with the phone....
I'm also getting better at walking. Took a few more steps on my own today.
Mom finally understood how bored I was, eating the same stuff everyday (daal-rice-subzi-roti ...YAWN). I ate jacket potato & beans for lunch today - loved every bit of it!
All through the day, I was waiting to meet Urvi Fia. It was her birthday & she was treating us at a very nice restaurant. So in the evening Mummy & I called for a taxi & set off for her place. We picked them up from there & reached the restaurant. The place is called "The Village" and has got all the idyllic settings of one. There were various food stalls offering cuisines like Gujarati, Marwari, Punjabi and even Mumbai chaats. Mom and Dad freaked out on the paani puris and sev puris and pav bhaji, whilst Grandpa never really moved away from the Desserts corner. Then there was this bunch of musicians playing popular hindi songs to which people were dancing. Grandpa took me close to the action and I really enjoyed the beats.
We had a bit of a photo session with some silly Rajastani headwear and Dad will post the pictures soon. We really enjoyed the evening which lasted for more than 3 hrs and we ate more than we would have had normally. The only sour note of the day was that Harsh had a bit of a nosebleed earlier in the day, but thankfully it wasnt anything other than body heat.
We took the taxi back home and as I lay in Dad's arms, I fell asleep and didnt realise when we reached Thane.
Sunday, 23 December 2007
Monday, 17 December 2007
Day 4: Meeting the Gods
What would be an India trip without the customary visit to the temples ? The two most famous temples in Mumbai are SiddhiVinayak and Mahalaxmi. Dad and Mom have always found solace in visiting these temples especially the former. Dad calls Prabhadevi his "Karmabhoomi", a place where he began working and where he continued to work whilst he was in Mumbai.
We were supposed to have started for the temple at 9:30 a.m., but I am slowly learning the meaning of IST a.k.a. Indian Standard time. Vikram Mama was not even up by then and even after he awoke, the going was a bit slower than usual. I was up early, eager and excited to be going out. Finally Mama got the car from the garage and we were ready to embark upon our journey. By then it was already 11:30 a.m.,but Mama covered the distance in quick time to land us at 12:30 at Ambassador hotel for lunch.
Mama used to work at Ambassadors and we were treated very nicely by the staff. Lunch was a buffet spread of Indian cuisine. I showed what a fussy eater I can be. I think for the first time in her life, Mom was embarrased of me. You see, the food I didnt want to eat, I managed to splash all across the sofa and across Dad's shirt. Mom got annoyed, but equally concerned that I was not eating enough. Dad tried feeding me fruits, pieces of cottage cheese, bread etc, but I was a bit obstinate. I ate a bit of Apple Strudel which was fun. Mom theorizes that I am so used to my pastas and bakes, that I cant handle Indian food two days in a row. She promised to make pasta for me in the evening so that I can get back to normal.
I had fun with Vikram Mama the whole day. He took me to see the fishies and the Christmas tree in the hotel. I enjoyed it very much and I dragged Mom out of her seat to see the wonders. Soon we were off to visit the Gods, the first stop being Mahalaxmi. It is a very old temple in a very expensive locale in Mumbai. Dad and Mama went off to search for a parking space whilst Mom, Naani ,Naana & I went to the temple. Naana put a tikka on me and I was looking like a proper Hindu boy. Dad soon came on his own because Mama couldnt find a parking space and was waiting for us in his car. It was of little consequence though because he got a parking ticket anyways. He might as well have left his car and come with us. Anyway, when Dad came to the temple, I had an encore with the god again.
I am slowly learning why kids love going to temples. You see at the temple you usually get "Prasad" which are usually sweets. Mom had bought some fresh sweets as offerings, so it was fun eating those. As soon as we finished, we were off again this time to Siddhivinayak. It was again a bit of inconvinience for Vikram Mama as he could not find the parking space he needed and again dutifully dropped us off while he went elsewhere. Both the temples had high level of security and for the first time, I had a scanner run across my body. It was both amusing and sad at the same time, but such is the state of the world today.
SiddhiVinayak temple was a bit more crowded than usual and Dad managed to use his strength to jostle and bustle along the line so that I can come face to face with god. It was a bit of an hurried affair and not quite the peaceful journey of the past. Dad remembers coming to this temple when all it had was a tin roof . The place has grown so much in significance since then with every VIP paying it a customary visit. Siddhivinayak has become the god of the favored ones now.
After that we headed home. Dad was going to be dropped off at Urvi Fia's place because it is Fia's birthday tomorrow. I fell asleep on Nana's lap and when I woke up, I was surprisingly at Fia's house. She was overjoyed to see me and pleased at this surprise visit. I left soon after to go to Mama's place
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We were supposed to have started for the temple at 9:30 a.m., but I am slowly learning the meaning of IST a.k.a. Indian Standard time. Vikram Mama was not even up by then and even after he awoke, the going was a bit slower than usual. I was up early, eager and excited to be going out. Finally Mama got the car from the garage and we were ready to embark upon our journey. By then it was already 11:30 a.m.,but Mama covered the distance in quick time to land us at 12:30 at Ambassador hotel for lunch.
Mama used to work at Ambassadors and we were treated very nicely by the staff. Lunch was a buffet spread of Indian cuisine. I showed what a fussy eater I can be. I think for the first time in her life, Mom was embarrased of me. You see, the food I didnt want to eat, I managed to splash all across the sofa and across Dad's shirt. Mom got annoyed, but equally concerned that I was not eating enough. Dad tried feeding me fruits, pieces of cottage cheese, bread etc, but I was a bit obstinate. I ate a bit of Apple Strudel which was fun. Mom theorizes that I am so used to my pastas and bakes, that I cant handle Indian food two days in a row. She promised to make pasta for me in the evening so that I can get back to normal.
I had fun with Vikram Mama the whole day. He took me to see the fishies and the Christmas tree in the hotel. I enjoyed it very much and I dragged Mom out of her seat to see the wonders. Soon we were off to visit the Gods, the first stop being Mahalaxmi. It is a very old temple in a very expensive locale in Mumbai. Dad and Mama went off to search for a parking space whilst Mom, Naani ,Naana & I went to the temple. Naana put a tikka on me and I was looking like a proper Hindu boy. Dad soon came on his own because Mama couldnt find a parking space and was waiting for us in his car. It was of little consequence though because he got a parking ticket anyways. He might as well have left his car and come with us. Anyway, when Dad came to the temple, I had an encore with the god again.
I am slowly learning why kids love going to temples. You see at the temple you usually get "Prasad" which are usually sweets. Mom had bought some fresh sweets as offerings, so it was fun eating those. As soon as we finished, we were off again this time to Siddhivinayak. It was again a bit of inconvinience for Vikram Mama as he could not find the parking space he needed and again dutifully dropped us off while he went elsewhere. Both the temples had high level of security and for the first time, I had a scanner run across my body. It was both amusing and sad at the same time, but such is the state of the world today.
SiddhiVinayak temple was a bit more crowded than usual and Dad managed to use his strength to jostle and bustle along the line so that I can come face to face with god. It was a bit of an hurried affair and not quite the peaceful journey of the past. Dad remembers coming to this temple when all it had was a tin roof . The place has grown so much in significance since then with every VIP paying it a customary visit. Siddhivinayak has become the god of the favored ones now.
After that we headed home. Dad was going to be dropped off at Urvi Fia's place because it is Fia's birthday tomorrow. I fell asleep on Nana's lap and when I woke up, I was surprisingly at Fia's house. She was overjoyed to see me and pleased at this surprise visit. I left soon after to go to Mama's place
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Day 3: Fia and Mama special
I woke up early this morning having spent a very sleepless night. Mom couldnt sleep till 2:30 a.m. attending to me and later Dad fulfilled the duty. I was tossing and turning around. Finally at 5:30 a.m. , Dad decided to wake up completely and took me outside so that mom could have a bit of a lie in. I woke up everyone in the household thanks to my frenetic playing. But as soon as everyone was up, I decided it was time for me to go to bed and I stayed asleep till 10:30 a.m. when I was forcibly woken up.
We were initially planning to leave for Ghatkopar to see Yash, Harsh, Fia and Fua at 9:30 a.m. The plan was to have lunch there, and then go to Mama's place in the evening. But because Mom was lying in, we could only start at 11:30 a.m. Okay, admittedly I was also asleep, but that doesnt usually change schedule, does it ?
A smooth ride to Ghatkopar later (thanks to the wonderful Meru Cabs) we were at Fia's place in no time at all. Fia had taken great pains to prepare lunch for us and I was the first one to taste it in the morning. I gorged on the wonderful Shrikhand and chapati till I gave a satisfactory burp. Dad too let go of any sort of control and probaby over ate. The results were there for everyone to see .. when he took me upstairs to put me to bed , guess who went off to sleep ? I took it as a challenge to remain the last man standing - everyone who came upstairs were falling asleep one by one. The only one who gave me a run for my money was Fia. It was great to bond with her - we played with a ball, looked at the trees outside and made some real funny sounds. I showed my strength by trying to pick up Dad with a single finger, but then Fia didnt want her brother to be hurt, so she stopped me from doing so. It was a great bonding session, but ultimately I fell asleep. She won the contest hands down.
When dad awoke, it was time to prepare to go to Mama's place. Mama was initially going to pick us up - but his car was being repaired. Coordinating with Vikram Mama was challenging especially since he was *AHEM* with someone. Our choice of transportation was not available, so we had to settle for an ordinary taxi to go back. It was an interesting ride and thats probably the best compliment I can give. Finally, we reached Mama's place and just like at Kandivali, I felt right at home. I was running around the place playing with the ball and generally doing things I like to do. The highlight of the evening was the confident 5-6 steps I took on my own. Mom and Dad are confident that I would be walking before I reach home. Daada called up in the evening - he was feeling very lonely because I wasnt there. I miss you too Daada, but I am lucky that I had so many other people to play with.
Mama and I were like long lost pals. Mama has a good track record with kids and who am I to spoil that record ? We played a lot and I had my entire dinner in his lap. I am sure he got his small paunch after that - Dad believes that whenever I show love to people their weight increases. Hmmm.. that must explain why Fia has put on so much weight. Anyways, Naani as usual had made 2 desserts and I did justice to both.
It was a long and tiring day and yet very very satisfying. I slept early because we had a long day tomorrow as well.
We were initially planning to leave for Ghatkopar to see Yash, Harsh, Fia and Fua at 9:30 a.m. The plan was to have lunch there, and then go to Mama's place in the evening. But because Mom was lying in, we could only start at 11:30 a.m. Okay, admittedly I was also asleep, but that doesnt usually change schedule, does it ?
A smooth ride to Ghatkopar later (thanks to the wonderful Meru Cabs) we were at Fia's place in no time at all. Fia had taken great pains to prepare lunch for us and I was the first one to taste it in the morning. I gorged on the wonderful Shrikhand and chapati till I gave a satisfactory burp. Dad too let go of any sort of control and probaby over ate. The results were there for everyone to see .. when he took me upstairs to put me to bed , guess who went off to sleep ? I took it as a challenge to remain the last man standing - everyone who came upstairs were falling asleep one by one. The only one who gave me a run for my money was Fia. It was great to bond with her - we played with a ball, looked at the trees outside and made some real funny sounds. I showed my strength by trying to pick up Dad with a single finger, but then Fia didnt want her brother to be hurt, so she stopped me from doing so. It was a great bonding session, but ultimately I fell asleep. She won the contest hands down.
When dad awoke, it was time to prepare to go to Mama's place. Mama was initially going to pick us up - but his car was being repaired. Coordinating with Vikram Mama was challenging especially since he was *AHEM* with someone. Our choice of transportation was not available, so we had to settle for an ordinary taxi to go back. It was an interesting ride and thats probably the best compliment I can give. Finally, we reached Mama's place and just like at Kandivali, I felt right at home. I was running around the place playing with the ball and generally doing things I like to do. The highlight of the evening was the confident 5-6 steps I took on my own. Mom and Dad are confident that I would be walking before I reach home. Daada called up in the evening - he was feeling very lonely because I wasnt there. I miss you too Daada, but I am lucky that I had so many other people to play with.
Mama and I were like long lost pals. Mama has a good track record with kids and who am I to spoil that record ? We played a lot and I had my entire dinner in his lap. I am sure he got his small paunch after that - Dad believes that whenever I show love to people their weight increases. Hmmm.. that must explain why Fia has put on so much weight. Anyways, Naani as usual had made 2 desserts and I did justice to both.
It was a long and tiring day and yet very very satisfying. I slept early because we had a long day tomorrow as well.
Sunday, 16 December 2007
Day 2 : Kajal Kaki, Kalpesh Kaka and Kalash
A good night's rest helped me get over the jet lag completely. So when I woke up from my sleep, I was fresh enough to go to 3rd floor. There were 2 tasks I had - meeting Kalpesh kaka for the first time and wishing Kajal kaki a very happy birthday. Kalpesh Kaka was the proud recipient of my lovely teddy bear painting which he has promised to put it on his office wall. Kajal kaki loved the fact that I woke her up to wish her so.
After that, Grandpa fed me breakfast of cornflakes. I continued playing to my usual form especially now that I was far more familiar with everyone. In the afternoon, mom and dad experimented with sending me away on my own with Mittal Kaki. They half expected me to be back crying in 15 minutes. But after a couple of hours had passed, they realised that I dont really need them to hover around me all the time. As long as I have someone to play with, I am fine.
In the evening, I was playing with Daada's mobile when Mom took it from me to lock the keys. I was annoyed and gave her a right telling off. I had half a mind to send her to the naughty corner, but let her go this once.
Finally for celebrations, we went to "Kalash", a restaurant in Kandivali where they serve thali. I showed that I was a true gujju by eating only Puran poli, Dhokla and Khichdi. But what I really enjoyed was the cake. They have the eggless variety out here in India so as not to offend Jain sensibilities. Jains are the biggest consumer of luxury food items given the Gujju propensity towards rich food and the affluence enjoyed by the community as a whole. Naturally, this spawns a range of items available as "Jain" meaning no onions, no garlic, no potatoes and of course, no eggs.
Everyone was taking turns at carrying me around.But I kept yearning to go back to Dad everytime. I bet it gave him a proper shoulder ache.
The evening was fun and the day was great. Mom and Dad got their wish when I slept early in the night ... all ready for a new adventure.
After that, Grandpa fed me breakfast of cornflakes. I continued playing to my usual form especially now that I was far more familiar with everyone. In the afternoon, mom and dad experimented with sending me away on my own with Mittal Kaki. They half expected me to be back crying in 15 minutes. But after a couple of hours had passed, they realised that I dont really need them to hover around me all the time. As long as I have someone to play with, I am fine.
In the evening, I was playing with Daada's mobile when Mom took it from me to lock the keys. I was annoyed and gave her a right telling off. I had half a mind to send her to the naughty corner, but let her go this once.
Finally for celebrations, we went to "Kalash", a restaurant in Kandivali where they serve thali. I showed that I was a true gujju by eating only Puran poli, Dhokla and Khichdi. But what I really enjoyed was the cake. They have the eggless variety out here in India so as not to offend Jain sensibilities. Jains are the biggest consumer of luxury food items given the Gujju propensity towards rich food and the affluence enjoyed by the community as a whole. Naturally, this spawns a range of items available as "Jain" meaning no onions, no garlic, no potatoes and of course, no eggs.
Everyone was taking turns at carrying me around.But I kept yearning to go back to Dad everytime. I bet it gave him a proper shoulder ache.
The evening was fun and the day was great. Mom and Dad got their wish when I slept early in the night ... all ready for a new adventure.
Friday, 14 December 2007
Day 1 : Getting over the jet lag
They say blood is thicker than water. And so it proved... I immediately got friendly and playful with everyone in my family. I played a lot with Hari Kaka, who seems to be a changed man. Earlier, kids would start crying when he was nearby and not everyone enjoyed his style of play. However, with me he has been natural, playing with the ball, playing with the car, carrying me around the place. Its been fun and has surprised everyone to see our affinity.
Baa looks delighted with me though I must admit she looks a bit paler than before. Hope its just temporary. Rashmi Kaki looks genuinely delighted with me and was making funny sounds to amuse me. I retorted with some funny sounds of my own. Quite a jugalbandi, some would say. Hasu Kaka has been relatively quiet, but I have had my share of laughter with him.
Mittal Fia and Kajal Kaki came in late evening to meet me. I was already tiring by then and my jet lag was slowly taking over. So it wasnt quite the cheery meeting they had in mind, but I showed enough glimpses promising a frenetic, chaotic playtime future with me.
The final meeting in the day was Deepak kaka. Now he looks so different from the rest of my Dadas. He is actually thin and lanky and looks fitter than the rest. I took to him quite well too which is surprising because his record with the kids is not good too. Kids start crying around him too, but I guess I am braver than the rest.
Naana Naani had come to the airport to be with me. It was fun seeing them after a long time and especially welcome was the Upma that Naani bought for me. A good breakfast helped me to overcome some of the hunger pangs I was having. I am sure it went a long way in curing my jet lag.
They went away in the evening and I will probably see them again on Sunday evening. Fia will possibly come down to see me, but if not I will go and see her on Sunday as well.
Finally, the first night went very well being covered with a shocking baby pink mosquito net. I slept well, so Saturday promises to be a day of action. Watch the space for updates.
Baa looks delighted with me though I must admit she looks a bit paler than before. Hope its just temporary. Rashmi Kaki looks genuinely delighted with me and was making funny sounds to amuse me. I retorted with some funny sounds of my own. Quite a jugalbandi, some would say. Hasu Kaka has been relatively quiet, but I have had my share of laughter with him.
Mittal Fia and Kajal Kaki came in late evening to meet me. I was already tiring by then and my jet lag was slowly taking over. So it wasnt quite the cheery meeting they had in mind, but I showed enough glimpses promising a frenetic, chaotic playtime future with me.
The final meeting in the day was Deepak kaka. Now he looks so different from the rest of my Dadas. He is actually thin and lanky and looks fitter than the rest. I took to him quite well too which is surprising because his record with the kids is not good too. Kids start crying around him too, but I guess I am braver than the rest.
Naana Naani had come to the airport to be with me. It was fun seeing them after a long time and especially welcome was the Upma that Naani bought for me. A good breakfast helped me to overcome some of the hunger pangs I was having. I am sure it went a long way in curing my jet lag.
They went away in the evening and I will probably see them again on Sunday evening. Fia will possibly come down to see me, but if not I will go and see her on Sunday as well.
Finally, the first night went very well being covered with a shocking baby pink mosquito net. I slept well, so Saturday promises to be a day of action. Watch the space for updates.
A horror trip .. but the destination is worth it
And the D-day was here. After some meticulous checking and planning, we headed out towards the airport for our India trip. What would be an India trip without the aggravation at the ticket counter ? As expected, Air India was at hand to make matters worse for us. Not only did they completely muck up the bookings, the lady at the checkout counter was making flippant comments about Indians. For once, Dad actually kept his cool and let it go. There was a long night ahead of us and he was trying to be patient.
After some last minute shopping we went up to board the plane. But organization and care for children is an alien concept to Air India.We had to endure standing out in cold, fighting for our seats and generally bear with grace the poor service on display. But the crowning glory was the seats we got - they were absolutely poor. Dad reckons that a trip across the old Bombay-Pune highway in an ST bus would have been more tolerable. Of course, there were still moments of joy such as the impromptu dance me and mom had while waiting to board the plane.
Anyway, a torturous night later where mom and dad hardly slept and I spent uncomfortably sprawled across their laps we finally reached India. It is hot and full of people .While some people may find it intimidating, I absolutely love being surrounded by people who want to play with me all the time. It was great to see Daada, baa, Naana and naani again. There were some notable first timers as well - Hari Kaka, Rekha Kaki, Hasu Kaka and Rashmi Kaki were all excited to see me. There are more ahead, but if these 4 were anything to go by, there is a lot to look forward to.
I will catch up on some sleep now .. yawn !!
After some last minute shopping we went up to board the plane. But organization and care for children is an alien concept to Air India.We had to endure standing out in cold, fighting for our seats and generally bear with grace the poor service on display. But the crowning glory was the seats we got - they were absolutely poor. Dad reckons that a trip across the old Bombay-Pune highway in an ST bus would have been more tolerable. Of course, there were still moments of joy such as the impromptu dance me and mom had while waiting to board the plane.
Anyway, a torturous night later where mom and dad hardly slept and I spent uncomfortably sprawled across their laps we finally reached India. It is hot and full of people .While some people may find it intimidating, I absolutely love being surrounded by people who want to play with me all the time. It was great to see Daada, baa, Naana and naani again. There were some notable first timers as well - Hari Kaka, Rekha Kaki, Hasu Kaka and Rashmi Kaki were all excited to see me. There are more ahead, but if these 4 were anything to go by, there is a lot to look forward to.
I will catch up on some sleep now .. yawn !!
Wednesday, 12 December 2007
Ready for a cot
Its a truism that no matter how big your bed is, it is always smaller than the room you require to spread out.
Two nights in a row I have been restless and semi-awake. It has to do with how I want to spread out in mom and dad's bed - unfortunately, there are 2 large objects at either end that restrict my free movement. Mom and Dad effectively form a barrier for me in the night when I sleep between them and I find that it very constricting.
I guess mom and dad have taken the hint and are now considering buying me my own bed where I can laze as much as I like. They are looking weary and tired from all the sleepless nights .. but I am hardly to blame for it. Its the genes you see - everyone in my family want to adopt the "Vitruvian Man" position when sleeping.
Oh well... I will catch up on my sleep now while mom and dad slog it out at work. That would leave me fresh to disturb them in the night again. Mu ha ha ha ha....
Two nights in a row I have been restless and semi-awake. It has to do with how I want to spread out in mom and dad's bed - unfortunately, there are 2 large objects at either end that restrict my free movement. Mom and Dad effectively form a barrier for me in the night when I sleep between them and I find that it very constricting.
I guess mom and dad have taken the hint and are now considering buying me my own bed where I can laze as much as I like. They are looking weary and tired from all the sleepless nights .. but I am hardly to blame for it. Its the genes you see - everyone in my family want to adopt the "Vitruvian Man" position when sleeping.
Oh well... I will catch up on my sleep now while mom and dad slog it out at work. That would leave me fresh to disturb them in the night again. Mu ha ha ha ha....
Tuesday, 11 December 2007
India trip draws closer
Yawn !! Another sleepless night. I cant explain it.. but every now and then I have one of the strange nights where I keep getting up and start crying. I cant express my pain in any other way.
Last night I really wanted to just cuddle up to Dad and share his pillow. I think in trying to show my love, I may have done more harm then good. Not only did Dad not get enough sleep in the night, but he also woke up with a very stiff neck. He has been doing robot like movements since morning.
I had some leftover birthday cake last night. It was good, but it possibly gave me the tummy trouble that kept me up ( and mom and dad).
I am also drooling a lot. Might it be a tooth ? But another reason that I may have been up in the night.
The temperature was going to drop to -2 degrees in the night. So mom had me wear a sweater and woolen pyjamas. Not sure if I needed to feel that warm. Might be the reason I was up last night.
Or maybe it was just anxiety and excitement of seeing my family back in India. I am so looking forward to getting there, but there is a minor hurdle of a 9 hr flight to be overcome. The thought of travelling in a crappy airline (Air India) with a stiff neck and a restless toddler can make even a grown man cry . Is that tears I see in Dad's eyes ?
Get well soon Dad - I dont want you to remember my first trip as your worst trip.
Last night I really wanted to just cuddle up to Dad and share his pillow. I think in trying to show my love, I may have done more harm then good. Not only did Dad not get enough sleep in the night, but he also woke up with a very stiff neck. He has been doing robot like movements since morning.
I had some leftover birthday cake last night. It was good, but it possibly gave me the tummy trouble that kept me up ( and mom and dad).
I am also drooling a lot. Might it be a tooth ? But another reason that I may have been up in the night.
The temperature was going to drop to -2 degrees in the night. So mom had me wear a sweater and woolen pyjamas. Not sure if I needed to feel that warm. Might be the reason I was up last night.
Or maybe it was just anxiety and excitement of seeing my family back in India. I am so looking forward to getting there, but there is a minor hurdle of a 9 hr flight to be overcome. The thought of travelling in a crappy airline (Air India) with a stiff neck and a restless toddler can make even a grown man cry . Is that tears I see in Dad's eyes ?
Get well soon Dad - I dont want you to remember my first trip as your worst trip.
Sunday, 9 December 2007
Shopping trips.... ugh
I am a boy. And as most boys do.. I hate shopping. I hate it even more when I am confined to the pushchair wearing warm clothes in an overheated store.
The shopping had to be done though. Its a tradition to carry gifts and chocolates back to India especially since I am travelling for the first time. I already told you about upcoming bdays of my cousin and my aunts, so all the more reason to spend a few bucks. So thats what we did on Saturday in Guildford town centre.
The good things about shopping trips though are the coffee breaks. For my coffee break yesterday I had a nice little muffin which I chose personally. This in addition to everything that mom and dad were having of course.
Today was dad's bday. Mom always puts in an effort to make it extra special. So she made him Ragda Pattice in the night. Dad hogs on those things. We naturally went out for lunch in the morning as is our birthday tradition. Lunch was pasta and garlic pizza bread at Zissi's. .. mmmm I can still taste it.
Well..I hope Dad had a good birthday. Like a dutiful son I played with him the whole day. But the best surprise he got was when he cut his birthday cake. I actually started singing "Happy Birthday" - both mom and dad were taken aback by it. I like to throw my little surprises every now and then.
I am well fed and tired from the day's events. I'll call it a night then.
The shopping had to be done though. Its a tradition to carry gifts and chocolates back to India especially since I am travelling for the first time. I already told you about upcoming bdays of my cousin and my aunts, so all the more reason to spend a few bucks. So thats what we did on Saturday in Guildford town centre.
The good things about shopping trips though are the coffee breaks. For my coffee break yesterday I had a nice little muffin which I chose personally. This in addition to everything that mom and dad were having of course.
Today was dad's bday. Mom always puts in an effort to make it extra special. So she made him Ragda Pattice in the night. Dad hogs on those things. We naturally went out for lunch in the morning as is our birthday tradition. Lunch was pasta and garlic pizza bread at Zissi's. .. mmmm I can still taste it.
Well..I hope Dad had a good birthday. Like a dutiful son I played with him the whole day. But the best surprise he got was when he cut his birthday cake. I actually started singing "Happy Birthday" - both mom and dad were taken aback by it. I like to throw my little surprises every now and then.
I am well fed and tired from the day's events. I'll call it a night then.
Friday, 7 December 2007
Too convenient
Dad's new work location is pretty close to Mom's work place. So every friday these two hook up for lunch at different city joints. Mmm.. I feel sort of cheated out of it, but I guess these two need some time of their own to catch up with each other. I dominate their time at home. So much so that even their conversations at home revolve around me.
Its a week to go before a series of firsts for me - first flight, first time to India, first time view of my numerous relatives and a chance to see the place where mom and dad spent their formative years. We are even travelling to Gujarat to fulfill one of the vows Urvi Fia made when I was in mummy's tummy. She will be travelling without any footwear all the way to Mahudi to thank God for my safe arrival in this world. Of course, all this means that Mom and Dad will have to take anti-malaria tablets as Gujarat is considered not safe.
The good thing about the upcoming trip is that I would have the pleasure of attending so many birthdays namely Kajal Kaki, Urvi Fia and Harsh and (Jesus). My other great grandmother is travelling from Jabalpur to be with me for the latter part of my trip. I think I will be overwhelmed with the number of uncles, aunts, cousins and even grandparents that I will be meeting. They are all very excited and are possibly counting hours now till I can be with them.
I will try and document the whole trip in as much detail as possible.
Its a week to go before a series of firsts for me - first flight, first time to India, first time view of my numerous relatives and a chance to see the place where mom and dad spent their formative years. We are even travelling to Gujarat to fulfill one of the vows Urvi Fia made when I was in mummy's tummy. She will be travelling without any footwear all the way to Mahudi to thank God for my safe arrival in this world. Of course, all this means that Mom and Dad will have to take anti-malaria tablets as Gujarat is considered not safe.
The good thing about the upcoming trip is that I would have the pleasure of attending so many birthdays namely Kajal Kaki, Urvi Fia and Harsh and (Jesus). My other great grandmother is travelling from Jabalpur to be with me for the latter part of my trip. I think I will be overwhelmed with the number of uncles, aunts, cousins and even grandparents that I will be meeting. They are all very excited and are possibly counting hours now till I can be with them.
I will try and document the whole trip in as much detail as possible.
Thursday, 6 December 2007
a month too long
Sorry dear readers .. a busy dad and a busy mom makes blogging a tough job. Add to that the fact that the laptop keyboard behaves erratically and writing a simple blog post becomes a chore as well.
So whats been happening in my life. We are already in the month of december and this being a month of birthdays and anniversaries, it is slightly overwhelming. So let me first fill you in on my progress.
1. I can walk. Thats not the same thing as I walk all the time. The body is able, but the mind is unwilling.
2. I talk gibberish all the time.
3. I read books - all of them - once in the morning and once in the evening. Its a ritual.
4. I am polite. I say thank you to mom after every meal. Honest.
5. I am officially dad's taster. I have to eat from his plate. Its a ritual.
6. I love playing music. Especially the one in my walker. Dad has to dance to that tune. Its a requirement and its a ritual.
7. I love eating out. It was fun to eat on Mom's birthday at my favorite Italian restaurant. I look forward to Dad's birthday soon.
8. I have made a wonderful teddy bear for Kalpesh Kaka. He won the quiz afterall.
9. I miss my great grandma - she has not been well. But her health keeps improving as the day of my India trip draws closer.
10. I am so going to be overwhelmed by the whole india trip. But it would be fun to meet everyone again. And of course, some of them for the first time too.
11. I am so looking forward to meeting Anju masi and Saanvi in January too.
12. Grandpa is tensed about our visit. He wants to ensure that I have the most comfortable time there. But he is making life miserable for himself right now worrying about it.
Okay... thats just a quick summary. I will tell you more over subsequent posts.Watch the space.
So whats been happening in my life. We are already in the month of december and this being a month of birthdays and anniversaries, it is slightly overwhelming. So let me first fill you in on my progress.
1. I can walk. Thats not the same thing as I walk all the time. The body is able, but the mind is unwilling.
2. I talk gibberish all the time.
3. I read books - all of them - once in the morning and once in the evening. Its a ritual.
4. I am polite. I say thank you to mom after every meal. Honest.
5. I am officially dad's taster. I have to eat from his plate. Its a ritual.
6. I love playing music. Especially the one in my walker. Dad has to dance to that tune. Its a requirement and its a ritual.
7. I love eating out. It was fun to eat on Mom's birthday at my favorite Italian restaurant. I look forward to Dad's birthday soon.
8. I have made a wonderful teddy bear for Kalpesh Kaka. He won the quiz afterall.
9. I miss my great grandma - she has not been well. But her health keeps improving as the day of my India trip draws closer.
10. I am so going to be overwhelmed by the whole india trip. But it would be fun to meet everyone again. And of course, some of them for the first time too.
11. I am so looking forward to meeting Anju masi and Saanvi in January too.
12. Grandpa is tensed about our visit. He wants to ensure that I have the most comfortable time there. But he is making life miserable for himself right now worrying about it.
Okay... thats just a quick summary. I will tell you more over subsequent posts.Watch the space.
Friday, 2 November 2007
Who's the prettiest pumpkin of all ?
Pumpkin patch
Aint I cute ?
At the nursery...best halloween costume ?
Tuesday, 30 October 2007
Ear problems run in the family
Ask mom and she will tell you that all my family members on my Dad's side have ear problems. Fia and Dada are notoriously hard at hearing leading to some very funny situations. Dad is no better - he can pick out faint sounds of music and recognize the tune, but cant hear television at normal volume. Probably operates at a different frequency than the rest of normal human beings.
Anyways, coming back to my ears. I have developed yet another ear infection and am going through an antiobiotics course. Its the third time I have had this ear infection in a year's time. By all counts thats 2 times too many. I hope this is the last one. It might explain why I hit my head sometimes.
In other news, I have moved up one class. Suddenly from being one of the older kids in the baby care section, I have become the youngest in age group 1.5 - 2 years section. I am not complaining though... I like mixing it with older guys.
Tomorrow is Pumpkin day. Happy Halloween.
Anyways, coming back to my ears. I have developed yet another ear infection and am going through an antiobiotics course. Its the third time I have had this ear infection in a year's time. By all counts thats 2 times too many. I hope this is the last one. It might explain why I hit my head sometimes.
In other news, I have moved up one class. Suddenly from being one of the older kids in the baby care section, I have become the youngest in age group 1.5 - 2 years section. I am not complaining though... I like mixing it with older guys.
Tomorrow is Pumpkin day. Happy Halloween.
Sunday, 28 October 2007
A run of bad luck
Well, to begin with, it all started on Friday the 26th, which means double the bad luck of Friday the 13th.
I had one of my not so good days at nursery. Didnt eat well and then I had this chappie who came and bit me on my hand. I cried a bit,but was quiet soon after. One thing did make me smile - someone beat Rashmi kaki to it..:-)
I also had a bit of cough and cold and I am also getting a new molar. So I kept waking the whole night through, but finally the 24 hrs passed. Then I managed to pass on the bad luck to mom and dad.
On Saturday they went to Ikea to buy household items. They had a lot of things in mind and for the first time were able to agree on everything. You know what they say - if it sounds too good to be true then it probably is. Instead of buying my wardrobe, toychest, a futon, a dressing table and couple of side tables as per plan, we ended up empty handed. Ikea were out of stock on all those items. And if that wasnt enough, the train they took in the night developed a fault and they had to turn back to Croydon. Luckily we could stay with Ritesh uncle, Vandana Aunty and my new favorite friend Tamanna.
Tamanna is quite a girl. She is all of 3 years old but thought I was too small, cant walk, cant talk - so cant be fun. I must admit it took some time,but I showed what a versatile character I am. So what if I cant walk, I can out crawl anyone in the world. In fact, towards the later part of our stay, she was imitating my crawling. It takes time, but my charm works in the end.
I am glad the weekend is over finally and I wish we have less such weekends. But it was a character building one. In the words of Arsene Wenger " We are all a bit more mature and understanding now from our experiences".
I had one of my not so good days at nursery. Didnt eat well and then I had this chappie who came and bit me on my hand. I cried a bit,but was quiet soon after. One thing did make me smile - someone beat Rashmi kaki to it..:-)
I also had a bit of cough and cold and I am also getting a new molar. So I kept waking the whole night through, but finally the 24 hrs passed. Then I managed to pass on the bad luck to mom and dad.
On Saturday they went to Ikea to buy household items. They had a lot of things in mind and for the first time were able to agree on everything. You know what they say - if it sounds too good to be true then it probably is. Instead of buying my wardrobe, toychest, a futon, a dressing table and couple of side tables as per plan, we ended up empty handed. Ikea were out of stock on all those items. And if that wasnt enough, the train they took in the night developed a fault and they had to turn back to Croydon. Luckily we could stay with Ritesh uncle, Vandana Aunty and my new favorite friend Tamanna.
Tamanna is quite a girl. She is all of 3 years old but thought I was too small, cant walk, cant talk - so cant be fun. I must admit it took some time,but I showed what a versatile character I am. So what if I cant walk, I can out crawl anyone in the world. In fact, towards the later part of our stay, she was imitating my crawling. It takes time, but my charm works in the end.
I am glad the weekend is over finally and I wish we have less such weekends. But it was a character building one. In the words of Arsene Wenger " We are all a bit more mature and understanding now from our experiences".
Wednesday, 24 October 2007
I am mom's pumpkin pie
For Halloween, we have a fancy dress competition at the nursery. It is my first competition and my first taste of peer and parental pressure. I wouldnt have been looking forward to it, but I saw the pumpkin dress mom has bought for me. Wait for Halloween for the pics... I am going to look gorgeous.
In other news, Dad has gone Arsenal mad. He has had 2 successive visits to the Emirates stadium and his team won both matches. In fact, last night they demolished the opposition 7-0. Now Dad cant stop chanting Arsenal songs even on the streets. I am suitably embarassed by such mad behaviour.I am still waiting for the Theo t-shirt he has promised me - I guess I can join in the chanting after that. I am sure that if I fail to be an Arsenal fan, he will disown me.
I had a good start to the day after a good night's sleep. Such rare occassions need to be toasted. So cheers !!
In other news, Dad has gone Arsenal mad. He has had 2 successive visits to the Emirates stadium and his team won both matches. In fact, last night they demolished the opposition 7-0. Now Dad cant stop chanting Arsenal songs even on the streets. I am suitably embarassed by such mad behaviour.I am still waiting for the Theo t-shirt he has promised me - I guess I can join in the chanting after that. I am sure that if I fail to be an Arsenal fan, he will disown me.
I had a good start to the day after a good night's sleep. Such rare occassions need to be toasted. So cheers !!
Friday, 19 October 2007
14 months old
Yippeee... today is my 14th. Ho hum... its a same old day with the same old routine. But just like companies announce results, let me announce my progress in a true chart style.
Sunday, 14 October 2007
The Artist formerly known as Varun
I always knew I had an artistic temperament. I can be broody and tentative or pleasant and receptive in my moods. This temperament was completely under control yesterday - after all I was going to see the works of those who have earned the right to one.
Yesterday, we went up to London to see the paintings at National Gallery. The funniest thing about this expensive country is that the best things to see are absolutely free whilst some of the most hyped and undeserving places charge an arm and a leg. Madame Tussauds take a bow.
The National Gallery has paintings from the 13th century upto the early 20th century. There are about 46 rooms full of paintings from masters such as Cezanne, Reubens, Van Gogh, Monet, Carvaggio, Da vinci and Picasso. It was a truly humbling experience to see some of the best works the world has known. Make it a point to visit this place whenever you visit London next.
Now here's your chance to make millions. Reuben's masterpiece "The massacre of the innocents" sold for £49.5 million in an auction. So you can well imagine the price one of my early works can fetch. You can have this work of art for absolutely free if you answer a simple question correctly.
What was the shape of my 1st year birthday cake ?
You will find the answer in one of my blog entries. Just write the answer as a comment to this blog and I will send it by post.
Oh and the piece of art is crayons on paper drawn with the same verve and intensity of Van Gogh. Go on, you know you want it.
Yesterday, we went up to London to see the paintings at National Gallery. The funniest thing about this expensive country is that the best things to see are absolutely free whilst some of the most hyped and undeserving places charge an arm and a leg. Madame Tussauds take a bow.
The National Gallery has paintings from the 13th century upto the early 20th century. There are about 46 rooms full of paintings from masters such as Cezanne, Reubens, Van Gogh, Monet, Carvaggio, Da vinci and Picasso. It was a truly humbling experience to see some of the best works the world has known. Make it a point to visit this place whenever you visit London next.
Now here's your chance to make millions. Reuben's masterpiece "The massacre of the innocents" sold for £49.5 million in an auction. So you can well imagine the price one of my early works can fetch. You can have this work of art for absolutely free if you answer a simple question correctly.
What was the shape of my 1st year birthday cake ?
You will find the answer in one of my blog entries. Just write the answer as a comment to this blog and I will send it by post.
Oh and the piece of art is crayons on paper drawn with the same verve and intensity of Van Gogh. Go on, you know you want it.
Friday, 12 October 2007
What should my blog be about ?
I am not entirely sure of it at the moment. Currently, notes and events get jotted in a diary format to help me understand how I was when growing up.
But is it what I really want to know in latter life ? or do I want to know how people felt about me ? Should this blog address my history or should it address the history of my family members? Is this an opportunity for the world to know more about me or is this an opportunity for me to know more about people who matter to me ?
The answer is not simple. Instinctively I think its a mix of both. So occassionally, Dad and Mom will dive into their own history to give a bit of an insight into their world. I also propose to have guest blogs - Kalpesh Kaka has already started writing his own and I am sure Dad can arm twist him into writing a post for me. Dad was also contemplating ideas like conducting 10 questions with people who have known me but wont be able to contribute a post.
So, if you have suggestions about what this blog should focus on or any more ideas about what you want to hear about me - please leave your comments.
But is it what I really want to know in latter life ? or do I want to know how people felt about me ? Should this blog address my history or should it address the history of my family members? Is this an opportunity for the world to know more about me or is this an opportunity for me to know more about people who matter to me ?
The answer is not simple. Instinctively I think its a mix of both. So occassionally, Dad and Mom will dive into their own history to give a bit of an insight into their world. I also propose to have guest blogs - Kalpesh Kaka has already started writing his own and I am sure Dad can arm twist him into writing a post for me. Dad was also contemplating ideas like conducting 10 questions with people who have known me but wont be able to contribute a post.
So, if you have suggestions about what this blog should focus on or any more ideas about what you want to hear about me - please leave your comments.
Thursday, 11 October 2007
Grandpa... I know about your visits...
Here's how
25 visits between the dates 10-sep-2007 and 10-Oct-2007.
Of course, the visit also includes the ones made by Mittal Fia and Kalpesh Kaka. But I am sure its predominantly you. Keep reading and I will keep updating.
Incy Wincy Spider
From the Wikipedia
"It is often chanted rather than sung. Recitation of the rhyme is often combined with actions representing the words. For the first (and last) line, alternately touch the thumb of one hand to the index finger of the other. For "Down came the rain" hold both hands up and wiggle the fingers as you lower the hands. For "washed the spider out" sweep the hands to the side. For the third line bring both hands up and then to the sides to sweep out a semi-circle (the sun). Then wiggle the fingers upwards (to show the rain drying in the sun), and repeat the thumb/index finger movement to indicate the spider climbing up the spout"
Dad and Mom have been singing this to me for a while now. I recognize it so well that as soon as they start it, I put my hands up to show Incy Wincy Spider going up. And I also enact the "washed up" spider. Judging by the delight on their faces you would think I won the nobel prize or something equivalent.
There's also "Row Row your boat", which I learn at the nursery. I do the action of rowing the boat during the opening verse and increase the tempo with the line " Merrilly Merilly Merilly Merilly Life is but a dream". It is amusing to some people. They find it funnier still when I put my hands on my ears during the verse " If you see a crocodile, don’t forget to scream".
I feel self conscious by this adoration, but also feel a sense of pride. I must be doing something right if I can make my parents happy.
Mind you, it takes very little from me to make these two swell with pride.
Thursday, 4 October 2007
Doctor....No
Would you consider a trip to the doctor a waste of time if you discovered nothing ? If so, then I wasted my time yesterday.
I had a follow up checkup on my ear infection that was discovered last week. I had also developed some rash all over my body probably as a side effect to the antibiotics and was very much present till yesterday morning. But surprisingly when mom picked me up in the evening to go to the doctor, it was all cleared up. The ear infection has healed as well - so thats cleared up too.
I have developed another bad habit - I sometimes start hitting my head. Dad and Mom ( and even the doctor) thought that it was due to the ear infection. However, I still keep doing it even after the infection has healed.
An old colleague of Dad shared his own experience - apparently this has to do with the alignment of the planes in my head. He suggested that I be taken to a chiropractor as was done for his daughter. Dad will observe for 1 week before taking a final decision on this one. Hope its not in favour of seeing yet another doctor.
I had a follow up checkup on my ear infection that was discovered last week. I had also developed some rash all over my body probably as a side effect to the antibiotics and was very much present till yesterday morning. But surprisingly when mom picked me up in the evening to go to the doctor, it was all cleared up. The ear infection has healed as well - so thats cleared up too.
I have developed another bad habit - I sometimes start hitting my head. Dad and Mom ( and even the doctor) thought that it was due to the ear infection. However, I still keep doing it even after the infection has healed.
An old colleague of Dad shared his own experience - apparently this has to do with the alignment of the planes in my head. He suggested that I be taken to a chiropractor as was done for his daughter. Dad will observe for 1 week before taking a final decision on this one. Hope its not in favour of seeing yet another doctor.
Tuesday, 2 October 2007
Digital identity
I have a digital identity now, which I can use lifelong ( so long as I am willing to shell out $11 a year)
So, if you type in www.varun.gandhi.name on the browser, it should direct the URL to my website. Also, you can always send me an email on varun at gandhi.name
Its so cool !!
So, if you type in www.varun.gandhi.name on the browser, it should direct the URL to my website. Also, you can always send me an email on varun at gandhi.name
Its so cool !!
Monday, 1 October 2007
Climbing up in life
The need for padding up the place has increased even further. This morning I climbed up the stairs on my own.
Dad was upstairs getting ready for work and Mom had to rush upstairs to look for my medicine. They had left me at the fun table assuming that I would still be playing in and around the area.
But I like to sneak in the odd surprise every now and then. So when they heard my voice the next time around, I was already on the 4th stair and climbing up further. It was exhilarating stuff, although I couldnt quite manage the corner stairs.
Urban legends have it that Dad was a climber too when he was growing up. He used to get on top of those old style water tanks, and then with no clue about how to get down, he would start wailing loudly for someone to come and get him down.
Like father like son
Thursday, 27 September 2007
Haircut, Immunisation and more...
Drool... Drool.... no its not another tooth. This is me reacting to my mom's homemade muffins.
My independent streak is coming to the fore. I want to eat on my own all the time, which is good for me but not so good for our floor in the living room. And I can very well star in a detergent ad with the mess I make of my clothes.
Yesterday I had a haircut. The barber was a nice man, but I wasnt too keen on cold scissors on my scalp. I am not too fond of being held tightly either. Precious tear drops were shed, but I think I am pleased with the end result.
Yesterday I also had my 3rd immunisation of HIB and MMR. The nurse was a nice lady, but I wasnt too keen on the pointy injection going through both my arms. And as I said before, I am not too fond of being held tightly either. More precious tears were shed, but the jelly baby I was offered made it less painful.
Have been a bit feverish since, a known side effect of my immunisation. Mom stayed with me today and I have been drowsy for most part. I couldnt even enjoy my favorite rhymes on Youtube.
Its cold nowadays and all the more fun to sleep between mom and dad. I still manage to sneak in between them in the nights.
Yawn !! I am sleepy. All that Nurofen is making me drowsy. Good night !!
My independent streak is coming to the fore. I want to eat on my own all the time, which is good for me but not so good for our floor in the living room. And I can very well star in a detergent ad with the mess I make of my clothes.
Yesterday I had a haircut. The barber was a nice man, but I wasnt too keen on cold scissors on my scalp. I am not too fond of being held tightly either. Precious tear drops were shed, but I think I am pleased with the end result.
Yesterday I also had my 3rd immunisation of HIB and MMR. The nurse was a nice lady, but I wasnt too keen on the pointy injection going through both my arms. And as I said before, I am not too fond of being held tightly either. More precious tears were shed, but the jelly baby I was offered made it less painful.
Have been a bit feverish since, a known side effect of my immunisation. Mom stayed with me today and I have been drowsy for most part. I couldnt even enjoy my favorite rhymes on Youtube.
Its cold nowadays and all the more fun to sleep between mom and dad. I still manage to sneak in between them in the nights.
Yawn !! I am sleepy. All that Nurofen is making me drowsy. Good night !!
Sunday, 23 September 2007
Updates on my world....
2 weeks and no blogs makes Grandpa very sad. But what can I do - Mum and Dad are both bums and have just been too lax about writing something here.
First of all, let me tell you about the trip to see Vivan. It was a longish trip considering that we are still not driving around here. But once we got there, Vivan was worth all the trouble. He is such a cute little baby. I was once a cute little baby too.. now I am just a cute little toddler.
It was fun to meet Shivi too after such a long time. She is such an energetic girl and she was really enjoying her hoola hoops. Dad and Mom are very fond of her and now I am fond of her too.
Now the big news is that I have moved on. I used to live with my parents, but now I got my own arrangements. Well, not too far off - I have just gone into the next room. Its a lovely green room and I have adjusted very well here. Wonder why they didnt allow me to move earlier - my parents must be a sentimental lot.
I have noticed a fair bit of gates around the place. Well, actually I keep threatening to climb down the stairs and so Dad and Mom have hurriedly padded up the place with these gates. My house looks like a prison, but I love standing up holding the railings.
I have learnt to say hello and now love to speak to my brothers Yash and Harsh, my Fia, Mama, Dada and Naani. I love to repeat the nursery rhymes when they are sung to me - especially the one which goes
Round and Round the garden
Like a teddy bear
One step, two step
Tickly tickly there....
One thing I still dont do is walk on my own, but surely that cant be a far off thing. I think its either laziness or just plain fear, both of which are more psychological than physical.
Enough of this post now... I am tired and sleepy. After all, I had some nice home made Ragda Pattice today - yummy.
First of all, let me tell you about the trip to see Vivan. It was a longish trip considering that we are still not driving around here. But once we got there, Vivan was worth all the trouble. He is such a cute little baby. I was once a cute little baby too.. now I am just a cute little toddler.
It was fun to meet Shivi too after such a long time. She is such an energetic girl and she was really enjoying her hoola hoops. Dad and Mom are very fond of her and now I am fond of her too.
Now the big news is that I have moved on. I used to live with my parents, but now I got my own arrangements. Well, not too far off - I have just gone into the next room. Its a lovely green room and I have adjusted very well here. Wonder why they didnt allow me to move earlier - my parents must be a sentimental lot.
I have noticed a fair bit of gates around the place. Well, actually I keep threatening to climb down the stairs and so Dad and Mom have hurriedly padded up the place with these gates. My house looks like a prison, but I love standing up holding the railings.
I have learnt to say hello and now love to speak to my brothers Yash and Harsh, my Fia, Mama, Dada and Naani. I love to repeat the nursery rhymes when they are sung to me - especially the one which goes
Round and Round the garden
Like a teddy bear
One step, two step
Tickly tickly there....
One thing I still dont do is walk on my own, but surely that cant be a far off thing. I think its either laziness or just plain fear, both of which are more psychological than physical.
Enough of this post now... I am tired and sleepy. After all, I had some nice home made Ragda Pattice today - yummy.
Friday, 7 September 2007
Looking forward to the weekend
And this weekend's plan is no different than what we have been planning for the last 2 weeks now. We want to visit Vivan and we want to have yet another picnic in the park.
We have been thwarted in our efforts by my toothaches and illness. Its not fair to go and see Vivan in these conditions - especially since he is so young. Also, it would be a torturous journey for Dad and Mom too.
Dad is starting a new job on Monday. He is both excited as well as nervous about it. It has to a certain extent removed the blanket of security we were in....but I am sure it will work out well for everyone. Mom hates the DVLA presently - they completely mucked up her test. She is gearing up for some strong bureaucratic fight ahead.
We have been thwarted in our efforts by my toothaches and illness. Its not fair to go and see Vivan in these conditions - especially since he is so young. Also, it would be a torturous journey for Dad and Mom too.
Dad is starting a new job on Monday. He is both excited as well as nervous about it. It has to a certain extent removed the blanket of security we were in....but I am sure it will work out well for everyone. Mom hates the DVLA presently - they completely mucked up her test. She is gearing up for some strong bureaucratic fight ahead.
Monday, 3 September 2007
I wanna be a big boy..
... but I wont be if I continue with these food and sleep habits that I have developed off late.
Last night I woke up at 3 in the night. I was up there standing hollering out for Dad. Dutifully, he rushed to me and made me drink water - hoping against hope that I would head back to bed. There was little chance of that as I clearly had playing on my agenda.
Dad has a foolproof technique to make me go to sleep. He picks me up and puts me on his lap sideways. In a few minutes I start counting sheep. Usually, this is enough and I stay asleep. But last night I managed to show how obstinate I can be. I would fall asleep as per design, but as soon as he would lower me in my cot, I would be up. I would get on all fours and stand up holding the railings. I guess after about 5 tries, he gave up on me.
Next it was Mom's turn. She brought me to bed and tried to make me sleep. Again, I showed how resolute I can be about following through on my plans. I just would not go to sleep. This carried on till about 5 in the morning and ensured that no rest was had by either dad or mom.
I have become slightly fussy about food too. I am more interested in eating fruits than pasta or vegetables.
Dad and Mom are hoping this is temporary given my teething problems. I hope so too... after all I want to be as tall and strong as my daddy.
Last night I woke up at 3 in the night. I was up there standing hollering out for Dad. Dutifully, he rushed to me and made me drink water - hoping against hope that I would head back to bed. There was little chance of that as I clearly had playing on my agenda.
Dad has a foolproof technique to make me go to sleep. He picks me up and puts me on his lap sideways. In a few minutes I start counting sheep. Usually, this is enough and I stay asleep. But last night I managed to show how obstinate I can be. I would fall asleep as per design, but as soon as he would lower me in my cot, I would be up. I would get on all fours and stand up holding the railings. I guess after about 5 tries, he gave up on me.
Next it was Mom's turn. She brought me to bed and tried to make me sleep. Again, I showed how resolute I can be about following through on my plans. I just would not go to sleep. This carried on till about 5 in the morning and ensured that no rest was had by either dad or mom.
I have become slightly fussy about food too. I am more interested in eating fruits than pasta or vegetables.
Dad and Mom are hoping this is temporary given my teething problems. I hope so too... after all I want to be as tall and strong as my daddy.
Friday, 31 August 2007
No Pain no Gain
The first one came without much fuss.
But the second... oh the second...its breaking all pain barriers for me. Cant sleep, cant eat and cant play with the same free spirit.
I have been largely restless over the last 3 days or so. I have been bloated too and have had to sleep face down to provide some relief. I have also been running some fever since last night. Mom had to pick me up early from nursery because my fever wasnt letting up. Oh..a tooth ..a tooth... a kingdom for my second tooth.
I just wish I am in good shape to go and visit my friend Vivan.
Tuesday, 28 August 2007
Picnic in the park
Yesterday was end of summer bank holiday.The weekend was bright and sunny, as summers should be. Unusually, this year has been one of our wettest summer ever and hence, a weekend of sunshine was really a pleasant surprise.
After the botched attempt to go out on Saturday, Mom and Dad decided that today was going to be spent outside. On Saturday, they had set out after a long delay to visit my new friend Vivan, who was born 3 weeks back. However, the train went only as far as Weybridge and then turned back to Woking wasting more than an hour. All the enthusiasm to visit someone was gone by then and so we returned home disappointed.
Back to yesterday, Mom quickly packed up a nice lunch for everyone - a salad of grilled vegetables and halloumi cheese, cheese sandwiches,strawberry yoghurts and a bottle of White Zinfandel. For me, she packed some juice and fruits. The 3 of us set out for a nice relaxing picnic to the park, which is not far from our place.
Once we reached the park, we found a nice spot for our picnic spread. After tucking into the wonderful spread, we started playing with the ball. I really enjoy huge spaces and I was all over the place. Mom and Dad went crazy with the camera capturing all my moods. I even stood straight without support for a minute or so - which is very encouraging.
After a while I began to tire. Dad and Mom took the cue and wheeled me around the garden. We took a small detour and passed my friends - the duckies, who were quacking away in the pond in the park. I even got to see some swans up close and personal.
That was pretty much the last thing I remember as the cold breeze and comfortable pram rocked me to sleep. The smile I had from this picnic stayed with me through the day. I look forward to more such fun activities with my parents.
Monday, 27 August 2007
Teething
For the past 2-3 days, I had been chewing on things a lot along with some heavy drooling. Mom feels my jaws everyday to see if there was any signs of tooth and finally yesterday morning, she struck gold. I have a small tooth emerging from my bottom jaw. Its such an exciting development.
Mom even got a toothbrush for me and teething gel. I didnt take to it immediately, but after a couple of attempts I liked the idea of chewing on something like this. This morning Dad and I brushed teeth together.
I use my tongue from side to side to feel my tooth and end up making funny sounds too. Today we plan to go to the park for a picnic. Will write an update on it tomorrow.
Mom even got a toothbrush for me and teething gel. I didnt take to it immediately, but after a couple of attempts I liked the idea of chewing on something like this. This morning Dad and I brushed teeth together.
I use my tongue from side to side to feel my tooth and end up making funny sounds too. Today we plan to go to the park for a picnic. Will write an update on it tomorrow.
Thursday, 23 August 2007
Like a diamond in the sky
Thanks to the solid food I eat and chew, my jaws are strong. Apparently, this means that I would be able to speak / form words better. Not quite sure if its great news for my parents.
The noise decibel levels are unnecessarily high in the household ever since the party thanks to the imaginative gifts by Dad's friends. From Vidya aunty's Noah's ark to Seetharam uncle's xylophone, all my gifts could easily fit in Cacophonix's orchestra. Mom has in fact packed a few away and will release them slowly into the household for the greater good.
Anyways, back to my talking. Its old news that I can say things like "Ta" to mean bye and "Ter" to mean water. I can even say "Garden" now. I recognize the rhyme "Twinkle Twinkle" and also make a diamond shape when I hear the words "Like a diamond in the sky".
I had my 3rd set of injections yesterday and I felt a little ill after that.Thankfully Mom was around to comfort me. Just in case you missed my birthday and wanted to be a part of it, here's the video.
The noise decibel levels are unnecessarily high in the household ever since the party thanks to the imaginative gifts by Dad's friends. From Vidya aunty's Noah's ark to Seetharam uncle's xylophone, all my gifts could easily fit in Cacophonix's orchestra. Mom has in fact packed a few away and will release them slowly into the household for the greater good.
Anyways, back to my talking. Its old news that I can say things like "Ta" to mean bye and "Ter" to mean water. I can even say "Garden" now. I recognize the rhyme "Twinkle Twinkle" and also make a diamond shape when I hear the words "Like a diamond in the sky".
I had my 3rd set of injections yesterday and I felt a little ill after that.Thankfully Mom was around to comfort me. Just in case you missed my birthday and wanted to be a part of it, here's the video.
Sunday, 19 August 2007
A little wiser..
.. yes I have completed 1 year of my life and it has been a great ride so far. Dad's company use a technique called the retrospective, which means you look back at the past events and draw important learnings from it.
So here's my very own retrospective
Things that went well
So here's my very own retrospective
Things that went well
- Seeing nearly all of my relatives since my birth even though I have not visited India. I especially enjoyed Yash and Harsh's trip to the UK.
- Moving into a new house - I have enjoyed the ample space it offers me
- My eating habits - I weaned early and then I have consistently maintained good eating habits (see here and here). It's the one thing that no one ever complains about me.
- My communication skills - Dad and Mom have been able to understand everything that I wanted to convey and thus, attend to my needs
- Being loved and cherished by everyone.
- My learnings. I have picked up things very fast and have shown good progress with everything (see here, here and here)
- Having my own personal weblog...:-)
- I dont have great sleeping habits ( see here and here)
- Although I am quite healthy, I have had more than my share of illness (see here, here and here)
- I wish I could have met some of my fans like Anju Masi, Kalpesh Kaka, Vikram Mama etc to name a few - but dont see it happening for sometime.
- Do I want to spend time at nursery or do I wish Mom /Dad stayed at home with me ?
- Do I want to live in the UK or do I want to be close home to my cousins ?
Thursday, 16 August 2007
The buzz is in the air...
My birthday is fast approaching and the preparations seem to be going great. As reported previously all the party food, drinks and cake has been ordered. Most invitees have accepted as well - so I am expecting a sizeable turnout. There is even a demand to "webcast" my birthday party for my family in India.
Dad has got some new clothes for me - a nice black jeans with suspenders and a couple of t-shirts to wear on my birthday. I am also going to wear Dhoti and Kurta for some time - the ones that Fia gifted me. I feel like I am doing a shoot for a Hindi movie song - changing clothes as often as blinking eyelids.
I must admit that in a lot of ways this is overwhelming and humbling. It is a privilege to be loved and to be popular. Thank you everyone for making me feel special.
Dad has got some new clothes for me - a nice black jeans with suspenders and a couple of t-shirts to wear on my birthday. I am also going to wear Dhoti and Kurta for some time - the ones that Fia gifted me. I feel like I am doing a shoot for a Hindi movie song - changing clothes as often as blinking eyelids.
I must admit that in a lot of ways this is overwhelming and humbling. It is a privilege to be loved and to be popular. Thank you everyone for making me feel special.
Tuesday, 14 August 2007
Happy Birthday Fua
I have an award winning Fua. According to Dad, Fua deserves every award available for bravery, courage and patience. After all he is married to Fia and is also a father to Harsh and Yash. He has survived the 3 pronged attack for years now..
So to my award winning Fua - wish you a very happy birthday. You share your birthday with Pakistan - which Fia would agree is not entirely coincidental..:-)
Enjoy!!
Monday, 13 August 2007
Lucky Mascot
Dad thinks I am a lucky mascot for him. Yesterday, until I awoke and sat in front of the television, Arsenal were losing 1-0. I sat in dad's lap on the 80th minute and soon things changed for Arsenal. We hit 2 in the last 10 minutes thanks to a penalty and a last gasp strike from Hleb. Now Dad has promised to buy a Theo Walcott t-shirt for me and ensure that I wear it for every game.
We even won the cricket series today after a gap of 21 years - hmmm... lucky me !!
We even won the cricket series today after a gap of 21 years - hmmm... lucky me !!
Sunday, 12 August 2007
Eventful 2 weeks
Apologies for not posting enough over the last 15 days or so. Things have been happening rather rapidly for everyone around. I list them here
1. My room is ready. Yes, its been painted in a nice zesty lime green colour, and the decor such as new lampshade and wall clock have been purchased. A wardrobe would soon complete the look. I expect I will move in there before the end of this week.
2.I have a new laptop, mobile phone and a drum. I had spoilt dad's hard disk by banging on his laptop.So in response they bought a new toy version of laptop hoping that I would leave Dad's one in peace. Fat chance !!
3. I can stand up on my own with minimal support. Over the last few days, Dad and mom have awakened in the night to see me standing in my cot. I can get up by rolling over sideways and lifting myself up.
4. Dad is changing jobs. Yes, he is leaving a cushy job in a consulting firm to go and work for himself. He already has a nice contract and is reasonably excited.
5. I can say things like "Ta" to mean I want to go outside and "Ter" to mean water. You can see where my priorities lie. Dad predicts that I will be a world explorer.
6. Child safety gates are no longer optional in my household. I crawl to every nook and corner. I have a particular penchant for things which should be out of my reach.
7. I am having a birthday party next week. Yay !! The catering is arranged, invites have been sent and even the decor has been arranged. I cant wait to get my first taste of cake.
8. I know how to open door handles, switch on the television, switch on the light and even how to open a closed laptop. As soon as I have enough strength, Dad and mom will have a new worry in their hands.
9. My grandparents (Daada, Naana and Naani) will now be able to see me every week live. They have now got the internet connection sorted. Daada is an expert with Yahoo messenger already.
10. My trip to India in October is now effectively postponed. Sorry guys, you will have to continue seeing me on the webcam and website for a while longer.
Sunday, 29 July 2007
Learning Curve
I always tend to learn in short bursts as opposed to a constant steady improvement. As a result, when things suddenly come together my parents act very surprised.
This morning when I woke up next to Dad, I spent quite a bit of time trying to get up on my own. Ultimately I did without a lift from Dad.
Later when we were downstairs in my play area, I knelt down properly and supported myself well.I also showed how well I can crawl. I follow mom all the way to the kitchen and nothing is out of my reach now.
Dad and mom will not be surprised if one fine day I just start walking and talking fluently in 4 different languages ;-)
Wednesday, 25 July 2007
Daal roti khao..
.. prabhu ke gun gaao. Or so goes an old hindi song. Boring !!
Well, yesterday Mom made some fresh rotis and served it with daal and rice. Instinctively I picked up the roti, tore it into 2 pieces and took a huge bite off it. Mom then gave me a spoonful of daal and it was heavenly. I finished eating the whole roti and substantial amount of rice and daal.
As they would say in Hindi movies " Mujhe Maa ke haath ka khaana pasand hei"(I love Mom's cooking)
Monday, 23 July 2007
Sleepless nights
Q. How many hours are there in a day ?
A. 24
Q. How many hours should one spend playing ?
A. 24
Q. How many hours should one sleep ?
A. As few as possible
Q. Is that possible ?
A. Possible in the nursery.
Impossible with Dad and Mom
Q. Impossible ?
A. Nah.. not really. I do get up in the night.
Q. Many times ?
A. Nah - just once or twice ! But I ensure that I am awake at an unearthly hour.
Q. Why so ?
A. Oh its fun to wake up Dad and Mom.
Q. Dont they try to put you to sleep ?
A. Oh they try. They put the dummy in my mouth, they put me on the lap, switch on the fan and everything else to make me comfortable.
Q. Does it work ?
A. Not always. SOmetimes I let them win... but mostly I succeed.
Q. Succeed at what ?
A. Getting in bed between Mom and Dad
Q. What ? YOu still sleep in their room and bed ?
A. Dad hasnt got around to getting my room ready and frankly, I much prefer their cosy bed.
Q. Hmm... cant last long, can it ?
A. Nope. They are already talking about painting my room and getting me a wardrobe.
Q. Wouldnt that be cool ?
A. No. But I am open minded. Lets see how it goes.
Q. So arent you preparing yourself ?
A. I am, arent I ? My voice is louder now. I can rattle the whole bed. I know what toys make noise. All of them designed to get Mom and Dad to pick me up.
Q. So you arent giving up trying to get in their bed then ?
A. Nah.. its just too cosy.
Sunday, 22 July 2007
Step by Step
The things I seek the most every waking hour is my Dad's fingers. You see I love to clutch at them and hoist myself up. Once I am up, I want to walk.
I am still afraid of letting go of fingers even though dad assures me that he will hold me. It seems I can balance myself for a few seconds without holding on to anything. But I tend to topple over as I try to overcompensate .. but dad always manages to hold me before that.
I have learnt to shuffle a lot too. Nothing is out of my reach now.
BTW.. Harry Potter 7 got released yesterday and true to form, dad finished reading it in a day. Its supposed to be a kid's book, but Dad and Mom like millions of readers worldwide are fascinated by the magical story.
Wednesday, 18 July 2007
Happy 12th birthday to my favouritest cousin
Dear brother Yash,
I wish you a very happy 12th Birthday.I hope you and your friends have loads of Daabeli and Cold Coffee & enjoy the party.
In the meanwhile, Dad and Mom and me are going to have a little celebration of our own. Knowing that you had enjoyed eating Fajitas at our place, Mom is going to make them tomorrow in your honour. We will cut a cake too -- I'll probably get to blow the candles on your behalf.
Dad and Mom are crazy about you - they think that you must be the most well behaved, intelligent, considerate and sweetest 12 year old boy in the world. And you are my hero too - I loved the way you played football with me in our backyard, the way you held me and fed me.
I am your biggest fan !! After all, everyone thinks I am modelled after you.
Love you lots
xxx
Varun
Saturday, 14 July 2007
Happy birthday Dhruv
Dad never forgets Dhruv's birthday. You see Dhruv has a reputation of being a mischievious and naughty kid and his birthday falls on the same day as Bastille Day, the symbol of French revolution. So whenever its 14th July, Dad is sure to remember Dhruv's bday.
Happy Birthday Dhruv!!
I should have wished my cousin Saanvi on my blog too. But I am not sure if Anju aunty and Bhushan uncle would have liked me to put her photograph. She celebrated her bday on 2nd July.
Happy Birthday Dhruv!!
I should have wished my cousin Saanvi on my blog too. But I am not sure if Anju aunty and Bhushan uncle would have liked me to put her photograph. She celebrated her bday on 2nd July.
Friday, 13 July 2007
Playing peekaboo
Apologies for the poor quality of this video.... its the spirit that counts though. So see me enjoying my new birthday gift. More importantly watch how I play peekaboo.
Thursday, 12 July 2007
Soul food
Mom and Dad had given up hopes of introducing me to Indian cuisine. Normally I shake my head vigorously and say no whenever they offer me food which is even remotely non-European. They always thought I would always be more at home with Pasta than with Papad. But today, when I was offered Khichdi and Kadhi, I lapped it up like a true blue Gujju.
After all, it is India's comfort food and I know so many toddlers who got introduced to people food with Khichdi. I think mom and dad are well pleased as it gives them more options to offer me.
I chewed it well and than even gave a distinct burp to indicate my satisfaction. Whats next then ? Dhokla ?
Wednesday, 11 July 2007
Who is the biggest fan of my site ?
Turns out I get the maximum number of visits from Mountain View, California. Now who can that be ? Sergey Brin ? Larry page ? Eric Schmidt ? Here's how I know...
or is it simply the case of the google analytics script leaving its own trails ? If you are out there in Mountain View and have been following my site, let me know.
or is it simply the case of the google analytics script leaving its own trails ? If you are out there in Mountain View and have been following my site, let me know.
Sunday, 8 July 2007
Music to my ears
This morning, Dad and I were playing downstairs while mom was having that extra hour of sleep which she well deserved. Now our usual routine is I am either standing up using some support or sitting down with my toys. Today we chose a different routine.
Dad switched on the computer and opened up Youtube. He then picked out some songs for me to hear. I must say Dad has got a good musical taste - we listened to Kishore Kumar's "Hum Bewafa", Strings' "Na jaane kyun" and Euphoria's "Maaeri". This was followed by some western classical music "Sullaria" and "Libiamo". Wow !! I am beginning to love this wonderful site where we can listen to songs of our choice - oldies as well as new.
It was different when Dad and Mom were growing up. They would have to listen to their choice songs on a mixed tape and getting a mixed tape made was a luxury .It would easily set you back by Rs 150, a sizeable amount in those times. The musical fares on television were limited with two 1-hour slots of music on wednesdays and fridays ( Chitrahaar and Chaayageet).
The funny thing is - Grandpa envied the choices that Dad had when he was growing up. Grandpa had to rely upon radio stations belting out his favorite music (Binaca Geetmala and Akashwani). Having said that, Grandpa loves all the black and white movie songs from his times. He thinks the songs today rely more on electric instruments and gimmickry whereas the songs of his times had a strong melody.
But we digress. The point being that I love my music and have loved it ever since I was growing up. And thanks to the likes of Youtube, I would be able to listen to what I want when I am growing up too ( assuming that the record labels sort out the digital rights management issue)
Talk about the growing choices of the consumer. Thats what free economy is all about.
Dad switched on the computer and opened up Youtube. He then picked out some songs for me to hear. I must say Dad has got a good musical taste - we listened to Kishore Kumar's "Hum Bewafa", Strings' "Na jaane kyun" and Euphoria's "Maaeri". This was followed by some western classical music "Sullaria" and "Libiamo". Wow !! I am beginning to love this wonderful site where we can listen to songs of our choice - oldies as well as new.
It was different when Dad and Mom were growing up. They would have to listen to their choice songs on a mixed tape and getting a mixed tape made was a luxury .It would easily set you back by Rs 150, a sizeable amount in those times. The musical fares on television were limited with two 1-hour slots of music on wednesdays and fridays ( Chitrahaar and Chaayageet).
The funny thing is - Grandpa envied the choices that Dad had when he was growing up. Grandpa had to rely upon radio stations belting out his favorite music (Binaca Geetmala and Akashwani). Having said that, Grandpa loves all the black and white movie songs from his times. He thinks the songs today rely more on electric instruments and gimmickry whereas the songs of his times had a strong melody.
But we digress. The point being that I love my music and have loved it ever since I was growing up. And thanks to the likes of Youtube, I would be able to listen to what I want when I am growing up too ( assuming that the record labels sort out the digital rights management issue)
Talk about the growing choices of the consumer. Thats what free economy is all about.
Friday, 6 July 2007
Learning an important lesson early in life
Most people are unable to solve their own problems because they dont know how to say no. People feel awkward saying the word because they believe that the person asking them for something, usually a favor, would be feeling awkward too.
I dont allow myself to be in that situation. I can say no well. I can say it vigorously by shaking my head from side to side. This is especially noticable when I am having my meals. If I dont like something, I say no. If I prefer to eat something else, I would say no. I am quite good at this now.
But the other day, dad was trying to put me to bed and I wanted to play - so I kept saying no. Dad did not agree and kept trying to put me to sleep and he prevailed eventually.
I think I am at the age when I can say all the no I like, but in the end I will still have to obey the orders. I just have to remember not to become docile and forget the importance of saying no when I grow up.
I dont allow myself to be in that situation. I can say no well. I can say it vigorously by shaking my head from side to side. This is especially noticable when I am having my meals. If I dont like something, I say no. If I prefer to eat something else, I would say no. I am quite good at this now.
But the other day, dad was trying to put me to bed and I wanted to play - so I kept saying no. Dad did not agree and kept trying to put me to sleep and he prevailed eventually.
I think I am at the age when I can say all the no I like, but in the end I will still have to obey the orders. I just have to remember not to become docile and forget the importance of saying no when I grow up.
Sunday, 24 June 2007
My first vacation
Fri 22 June 2007
The whole afternoon I was eagerly waiting for dad to come and pick me up. This is not a usual thing .. I mean my nursery is as much fun as is home. However, today was special. Earlier in the week, I had seen Mom pack bags and make purchases like swimming diapers for me. Now even though I am very young, I was not oblivious to the excitement building up. And how right I was... I was off to Centerparcs(Elveden Forest) for the weekend.
A long wait later, Dad finally picked me up. We were due to travel in a coach from his office. The coach was expected to reach the resort by about 9ish, but were 3 hours late thanks to the combination of stupidity and obstinancy on the part of the coach driver. Thanks to Dad's keen eye on road signs we ultimately reached the place, otherwise we would have still been circling around Thetford motorways. Once at the resort, we quickly retired to our bed in our villa. Oh yes, a villa... our very own private one with 2 bedrooms.
Sat 23 Jun 2007
The next day, I was up since 6 a.m. along with Dad. While we were playing I got my first surprise of the day - we had a visit from a flock of ducks whom I could observe from the french window. Oh I love them ducks already !!
Soon we set down to a hearty breakfast prepared by Dad. Soon after, he left for his away day whilst we stayed back at the place and played a bit more.
Just before noon,Mom and Dad took me for my first swim at the swimming pool. I must let you know that I am a natural swimmer- flipping my legs like a pro. However, I lasted only 20 mins, as hunger and tiredness started kicking in. Lunch was a mexican spread at the conference venue with Dad's colleagues. The UK MD of TW gave a short speech while we were having our meals. Although his talk was a bit boring, I clapped a lot. Somehow, I think people found it funnier - maybe they saw the humor in irony !!
Post lunch, mom and I roamed around a bit before returning to our place where I played and slept through the afternoon. In the evening, I had yet another first. I had a babysitter take care of me for the whole evening while Mom and Dad went for the company party. Why does Dad's company celebrate Urvi fia's wedding anniversary is a mystery I hope to solve some day.
Sun 24 Jun 2007
Sunday began exactly the same way. Breakfast, ducks and lots of playing later, we were off to the pool again. This time dad joined us inside the pool. I wasnt sure I had as much fun this time around - especially when they created waves in the pool. I can confirm though that I am a water baby just like my Yashu bhai and Anju masi.
After lunch, we took a long walk in the woods before retiring to our villa. After resting for bit, we packed up our bags too as it was time to go back home. We boarded the coach with a heavy heart and a prayer on our lips.Thankfully, this time the coach ride was much faster and we reached home in good time.
I loved the trip, though I did feel a bit under the weather. But hey, it was well worth it - after all this was my first weekend away !!
The whole afternoon I was eagerly waiting for dad to come and pick me up. This is not a usual thing .. I mean my nursery is as much fun as is home. However, today was special. Earlier in the week, I had seen Mom pack bags and make purchases like swimming diapers for me. Now even though I am very young, I was not oblivious to the excitement building up. And how right I was... I was off to Centerparcs(Elveden Forest) for the weekend.
A long wait later, Dad finally picked me up. We were due to travel in a coach from his office. The coach was expected to reach the resort by about 9ish, but were 3 hours late thanks to the combination of stupidity and obstinancy on the part of the coach driver. Thanks to Dad's keen eye on road signs we ultimately reached the place, otherwise we would have still been circling around Thetford motorways. Once at the resort, we quickly retired to our bed in our villa. Oh yes, a villa... our very own private one with 2 bedrooms.
Sat 23 Jun 2007
The next day, I was up since 6 a.m. along with Dad. While we were playing I got my first surprise of the day - we had a visit from a flock of ducks whom I could observe from the french window. Oh I love them ducks already !!
Soon we set down to a hearty breakfast prepared by Dad. Soon after, he left for his away day whilst we stayed back at the place and played a bit more.
Just before noon,Mom and Dad took me for my first swim at the swimming pool. I must let you know that I am a natural swimmer- flipping my legs like a pro. However, I lasted only 20 mins, as hunger and tiredness started kicking in. Lunch was a mexican spread at the conference venue with Dad's colleagues. The UK MD of TW gave a short speech while we were having our meals. Although his talk was a bit boring, I clapped a lot. Somehow, I think people found it funnier - maybe they saw the humor in irony !!
Post lunch, mom and I roamed around a bit before returning to our place where I played and slept through the afternoon. In the evening, I had yet another first. I had a babysitter take care of me for the whole evening while Mom and Dad went for the company party. Why does Dad's company celebrate Urvi fia's wedding anniversary is a mystery I hope to solve some day.
Sun 24 Jun 2007
Sunday began exactly the same way. Breakfast, ducks and lots of playing later, we were off to the pool again. This time dad joined us inside the pool. I wasnt sure I had as much fun this time around - especially when they created waves in the pool. I can confirm though that I am a water baby just like my Yashu bhai and Anju masi.
After lunch, we took a long walk in the woods before retiring to our villa. After resting for bit, we packed up our bags too as it was time to go back home. We boarded the coach with a heavy heart and a prayer on our lips.Thankfully, this time the coach ride was much faster and we reached home in good time.
I loved the trip, though I did feel a bit under the weather. But hey, it was well worth it - after all this was my first weekend away !!
Wednesday, 20 June 2007
Snip Snip
If I were based in India, I would have had an elaborate Mundan ceremony. I would have probably sat in either Fia's or Dad's lap while a barber would be shaving off all the hair on my head. It would be an occassion to celebrate for everyone else.. but an afternoon of misery for me.
As I am based in UK, the ceremony was less elaborate.. but more fun for me.
Well here's how it came about. Most of my nursery colleagues were sporting Rock Star looks. So the nursery arranged for a barber to groom us into proper gentlemen and ladies. Mom and Dad decided I needed to lose some of my mane and so my name was on the haircut list as well.
As it turned out, it was not as bad as Yash or Harsh went through. I got the haircut from a Vidal Sassoon trained barber, who was gentle with me. I was also rewarded with a "Haircut Superstar" badge and a certificate too. Beat that if you can.
Here's how I look after the cut. Dad has resorted to calling me mini me
Ain't I a "cut" above the rest ?
Sunday, 17 June 2007
Father's day Hurrah !!
Okay let me begin with some updates
- No sign of tooth yet
- Cant walk yet... I flatter to deceive
- Cant speak yet...blurbing is not speaking
- I can eat on my own ( and feed the floor along the way)
- I can say bye bye ( a limp wave that my carers and mom have taught me.. too girly)
- I can flick through the pages of books ( reading them is the next logical step)
Anyways, today was Father's day and I woke up my dad at 6 a.m. to wish him so. I gave him the card I had lovingly painted with my own hands and a Johnny Cash CD. Dad loves his music and you can see an inspired post from him earlier.
Saturday, 9 June 2007
My first tantrum
Its old news that I know how to stand and I already spoke about my favorite game. So this afternoon, after a good nap, I wanted to indulge in a bit of coaster throwing. Dad set up the table for me and I was happily playing away ( Level 2 now with 2 coasters instead of just one).
For some reason, Mom wanted to hug me and kiss me (They are such a sentimental lot). She picked me up and sat me in her lap - right in the middle of one of my best moves. So I decided to employ a trick I learnt from my nursery colleagues. It involves wailing out loud to let people know that you are displeased. Obviously, they would panic and put you back to what you were doing. In this case, my parents did so, but they were not too happy about it.
Parents have a funny name for it as well.. they call it a tantrum. Anyway, that was my first. I think you need to employ this trick judiciously. Why throw tantrum when you get most things by just asking for it ? And I certainly dont want to be the boy who cried wolf
For some reason, Mom wanted to hug me and kiss me (They are such a sentimental lot). She picked me up and sat me in her lap - right in the middle of one of my best moves. So I decided to employ a trick I learnt from my nursery colleagues. It involves wailing out loud to let people know that you are displeased. Obviously, they would panic and put you back to what you were doing. In this case, my parents did so, but they were not too happy about it.
Parents have a funny name for it as well.. they call it a tantrum. Anyway, that was my first. I think you need to employ this trick judiciously. Why throw tantrum when you get most things by just asking for it ? And I certainly dont want to be the boy who cried wolf
Sunday, 3 June 2007
Pride and Fear
No.. not a rediscovered Jane Austen novel. This is more about the attitude of the parents when the children are growing up.
Take me for example. I have learned to sit up on my own and am also trying to stand by holding on to some support. Dad and mom get mixed feelings about this. On one hand they feel proud to see me make my progress and on the same note they are also afraid that I will now start falling off from my cot, my chair etc.
My technique of finding my dummy and putting it back in my mouth makes them proud, but also fearful that I will just about start putting everything in my reach in my mouth. My ability to clap means that Dad and mom get amused as well as afraid that I will start doing it in the middle of the night, which I do of course.
But the best part was when I stood up in my cot by holding on to the rails. It was no mean feat and there were appreciative claps all around. But just as the euphoria subsided, there was a mad scramble for the toolkit to lower my mattress.
Oh well, so long as I dont have to wear knee and elbow protectors or helmets to move around, I guess I am cool !!
Take me for example. I have learned to sit up on my own and am also trying to stand by holding on to some support. Dad and mom get mixed feelings about this. On one hand they feel proud to see me make my progress and on the same note they are also afraid that I will now start falling off from my cot, my chair etc.
My technique of finding my dummy and putting it back in my mouth makes them proud, but also fearful that I will just about start putting everything in my reach in my mouth. My ability to clap means that Dad and mom get amused as well as afraid that I will start doing it in the middle of the night, which I do of course.
But the best part was when I stood up in my cot by holding on to the rails. It was no mean feat and there were appreciative claps all around. But just as the euphoria subsided, there was a mad scramble for the toolkit to lower my mattress.
Oh well, so long as I dont have to wear knee and elbow protectors or helmets to move around, I guess I am cool !!
Thursday, 31 May 2007
When you're happy and you know it....
.... clap your hands! Clap Clap!
That's the new game I played with Mummy last night.
Yesterday, I learnt to clap my hands all on my own & I couldn't wait to show Mom how it's done. As always she was really thrilled & excited at my new achievement & tried to turn it into a fun game for me. So there we were - clapping, stamping our feet and doing all sorts of fun things. Mom had a hard time putting me off to bed after that.... I enjoyed the game so much that I carried on playing by myself all through last evening.... and continued to do so when I woke up this morning. I've got a feeling I've mastered the art of clapping! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! (Do I hear applause?)
That's the new game I played with Mummy last night.
Yesterday, I learnt to clap my hands all on my own & I couldn't wait to show Mom how it's done. As always she was really thrilled & excited at my new achievement & tried to turn it into a fun game for me. So there we were - clapping, stamping our feet and doing all sorts of fun things. Mom had a hard time putting me off to bed after that.... I enjoyed the game so much that I carried on playing by myself all through last evening.... and continued to do so when I woke up this morning. I've got a feeling I've mastered the art of clapping! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! (Do I hear applause?)
Tuesday, 29 May 2007
A really long weekend
Dad left for Hong Kong on Friday evening, leaving Mum & me to spend the long weekend on our own. The weekend began with the ubiquitious shopping trip to our local town centre where mom ended up buying little apart from the week's grocery. As always, I was happy to be out and about & enjoyed cooing and babbling to anyone who as much as looked at me. Mom thinks I'm gonna be a big chatterbox when I grow up.
We were holed up inside the house all of Sunday thanks to the awful weather & despite all of Mom's efforts at keeping me amused, I felt really restless - I kept pointing towards the garden hoping Mom would take me outside, but she just wouldn't take a hint. I really missed Dad!
During the course of the day, I realized Mom was missing him too & now it was my turn to amuse her. Why do they say women are hard to please? It didn't take me much to bring a smile to Mom's face....
On Monday morning, my friend Aarav arrived with his parents (Deepak uncle & Rimple aunty) & picked us up for another(!) shopping trip - this time to the big malls at Guildford. We reached Guilford just in time for lunch & after a nice hearty meal (I had Roast vegetable lasagne & orange juice) we hit the shops. Mom took me to a very nice shop where I got to see a lot of colourful paintings. As always she took a long time browsing & Aarav sort of lost his patience. Rimple aunty had to take off with him & leaving Mom & me at the Art shop. We bought a couple of prints to put up at our house & then met up with the rest of the gang. From the town centre we went off to another big mall where Aarav's Mom & Dad bought a sofa for their new house. Aarav and I can't wait to get our hands on it!
Got back home for dinner,I dropped off to sleep right away as I was quite tired - I didn't even realize when Aarav, Rimple aunty & Deepak uncle left.
After a nice relaxing weekend, it was back to the daily grind this morning. I was back at the nursery & Mom was back at her office.
When Dad left on Friday, Mom was a bit worried about how she would cope without him for a whole week -- but I've taken good care of her so far, haven't I Dad?
We were holed up inside the house all of Sunday thanks to the awful weather & despite all of Mom's efforts at keeping me amused, I felt really restless - I kept pointing towards the garden hoping Mom would take me outside, but she just wouldn't take a hint. I really missed Dad!
During the course of the day, I realized Mom was missing him too & now it was my turn to amuse her. Why do they say women are hard to please? It didn't take me much to bring a smile to Mom's face....
On Monday morning, my friend Aarav arrived with his parents (Deepak uncle & Rimple aunty) & picked us up for another(!) shopping trip - this time to the big malls at Guildford. We reached Guilford just in time for lunch & after a nice hearty meal (I had Roast vegetable lasagne & orange juice) we hit the shops. Mom took me to a very nice shop where I got to see a lot of colourful paintings. As always she took a long time browsing & Aarav sort of lost his patience. Rimple aunty had to take off with him & leaving Mom & me at the Art shop. We bought a couple of prints to put up at our house & then met up with the rest of the gang. From the town centre we went off to another big mall where Aarav's Mom & Dad bought a sofa for their new house. Aarav and I can't wait to get our hands on it!
Got back home for dinner,I dropped off to sleep right away as I was quite tired - I didn't even realize when Aarav, Rimple aunty & Deepak uncle left.
After a nice relaxing weekend, it was back to the daily grind this morning. I was back at the nursery & Mom was back at her office.
When Dad left on Friday, Mom was a bit worried about how she would cope without him for a whole week -- but I've taken good care of her so far, haven't I Dad?
Sunday, 20 May 2007
A balancing act
Yep...over the past few weeks I have been learning to sit upright on my own. I can do that quite well now without toppling over or needing any back support.
So playing has become a lot more fun now. I can lean forward to pick up the toys and then get back in the position to enjoy them.
I can now with a little support stand up too and that means I can now play some interesting games. One of my favorite games involves the center table and a tea coster. The object of the game is to bang your fists on the coster till it falls down. Every time it falls down, a point is registered to the player. The person holding the player ( either dad or mum) then picks up the coster and places it strategically on the table for the next round.
This is a game of extreme skill - remember the player is unable to stand on their own and are held by their pesky parents. Also, the patience of the parents is very limited and they aren't as amused after 1o mins or so. So, you have to really speed up your banging in order to maximize your points. A little war cry with the game does not go amiss either - a bit like the All Blacks' Haka.
It is unlikely that this event will be featured in 2012 Olympics, but if it is can I get a credit for it ?
Friday, 18 May 2007
Summer's cut short
No.. this is not about the weather.
On Bank holiday monday, dad and grandpa were making plans for an outing when Harsh had a febrile convulsion. Mom called in emergency services and Harsh was taken to the hospital for further checkup. Everyone was really shaken up, especially Yash. He did calm down after the kind doctor took time to explain to him that it is not uncommon for children so young to get a convulsion.
As this was a first time incident for Harsh, the hospital kept him under observation for a night. Despite the presence of doctors, he had a fit 2nd time around in the afternoon. It seems he had sore throat and that was the cause of his fever.
Its really hard watching someone going through it. Urvi aunty was in tears when it happened both times.
I was going through a hard time too. Dad had to stay at home because of me - I was having a bout of diarrhea and it wasnt much fun either.
They were discharged the next day.Harsh was clinging very much to Urvi aunty for the next few days and it became obvious that he was suffering. Paresh uncle was very anxious back in India and ensured that Dad brought the return flight date for Urvi aunty forward. Dad too was going to NY and HK in the week after and hence, he did not resist much. It was more important for him to see his nephew well and fit again. Both had grown quite attached to each other in their short stay here.
Luckily, the day before they left, Harsh was back to his normal self to everyone's relief.
Soon Sunday was upon us and it was time to head to airport. Everyone was teary eyed - now that they had known me better, I am sure they would miss me to no end. And I will miss them too.... until the next time around.
Bye bye Harsh, Yash, Urvi Aunty and Grandpa. See ya in October
On Bank holiday monday, dad and grandpa were making plans for an outing when Harsh had a febrile convulsion. Mom called in emergency services and Harsh was taken to the hospital for further checkup. Everyone was really shaken up, especially Yash. He did calm down after the kind doctor took time to explain to him that it is not uncommon for children so young to get a convulsion.
As this was a first time incident for Harsh, the hospital kept him under observation for a night. Despite the presence of doctors, he had a fit 2nd time around in the afternoon. It seems he had sore throat and that was the cause of his fever.
Its really hard watching someone going through it. Urvi aunty was in tears when it happened both times.
I was going through a hard time too. Dad had to stay at home because of me - I was having a bout of diarrhea and it wasnt much fun either.
They were discharged the next day.Harsh was clinging very much to Urvi aunty for the next few days and it became obvious that he was suffering. Paresh uncle was very anxious back in India and ensured that Dad brought the return flight date for Urvi aunty forward. Dad too was going to NY and HK in the week after and hence, he did not resist much. It was more important for him to see his nephew well and fit again. Both had grown quite attached to each other in their short stay here.
Luckily, the day before they left, Harsh was back to his normal self to everyone's relief.
Soon Sunday was upon us and it was time to head to airport. Everyone was teary eyed - now that they had known me better, I am sure they would miss me to no end. And I will miss them too.... until the next time around.
Bye bye Harsh, Yash, Urvi Aunty and Grandpa. See ya in October
Tuesday, 8 May 2007
Meeting Monty for real
My favorite toy in the world is Monty - my red colored monkey. Last Saturday, I got the chance to meet him for real. Harsh loves animals too - especially Giraffe and Zebra. So all of us trekked our way up to the zoo.
As usual, the difference between the intended time of departure and the actual time of departure was about 2 hours, which obviously reduced the total time we had in the zoo, but it was great fun all the same. You can rely on elders to lose their way too.. it took them about 1 hour to get to the zoo gates.
It was so tiring to get there that I fell asleep when we walked in. So I probably missed the reptiles .. ho hum. But it seems Harsh enjoyed scaring them all with his favorite "Boo". I am sure they are all shivering in fright still.
But as soon as I heard the first whoop from an ape, I was up. And then I saw monty or rather monty's brothers and sisters. Woweeee.... I really loved it.
I saw most characters from my book - Sheru the lion, Zebu the Zebra, Lambu the giraffe, Hippy the Hippo and Monty the monkey. Missing in action were Rina the Rhino and Jumbo the elephant. Hmmm... I am sure I will see them sometime soon. Harsh is a big fan of Lambu the giraffe and we hung around till late till it was time to go home. The elders were acting very tired - I guess they are not used to walking this much.
Here are some of my favorite pics from the day.
As usual, the difference between the intended time of departure and the actual time of departure was about 2 hours, which obviously reduced the total time we had in the zoo, but it was great fun all the same. You can rely on elders to lose their way too.. it took them about 1 hour to get to the zoo gates.
It was so tiring to get there that I fell asleep when we walked in. So I probably missed the reptiles .. ho hum. But it seems Harsh enjoyed scaring them all with his favorite "Boo". I am sure they are all shivering in fright still.
But as soon as I heard the first whoop from an ape, I was up. And then I saw monty or rather monty's brothers and sisters. Woweeee.... I really loved it.
I saw most characters from my book - Sheru the lion, Zebu the Zebra, Lambu the giraffe, Hippy the Hippo and Monty the monkey. Missing in action were Rina the Rhino and Jumbo the elephant. Hmmm... I am sure I will see them sometime soon. Harsh is a big fan of Lambu the giraffe and we hung around till late till it was time to go home. The elders were acting very tired - I guess they are not used to walking this much.
Here are some of my favorite pics from the day.
Saturday, 5 May 2007
Weekly update (28-Apr to 4th May)
Hmmm.... usually I write every 2nd or 3rd day. But since Dad has started work at this large Investment Bank, he finds very little time to update stuff.
So let me start with what happened last week. Last Saturday, we went to the British Museum. We originally wanted to go to the London Zoo, but we were so much delayed in our journey that we ended up going to something which we thought we'd finish pretty quickly. Dad loved it, but Harsh was acting impossible the whole day. Cant say if Urvi aunty really enjoyed it. Grandpa had stayed home to watch the Cricket World Cup final.
On Sunday, we went to Aarav's party. Rimple aunty had scheduled it for Sunday because she feared no one would turn up if it was on the same day as World Cup final. All I can say is.. Rimple aunty you are too optimistic. There was not a chance in hell that India would have reached the final. The party was in Wembley and we trekked all the way up there. Unfortunately, we couldnt stay for long because I felt uneasy after a while and when the DJ started playing music, it was unbearable. Dad and mom had to make a swift exit.
On monday, the feeling of uneasiness continued and as expected it turned for worse. Mom had to rush back as my fever went as high as 104 degrees. She was really really worried the whole day and probably cried a bit too. The doctor provided another prescription for my chest cold, which I suspect was the major cause of my illness.
The fever subsided a bit in the night, but continued the next day. Mom stayed at home with me. Neither I nor her had slept the night before because of my fever. But luckily, it started going down and I was my sprightly self by the evening.
Wednesday was back at nursery. Clearly Amy and Becky had missed me much and I had missed them too. I played the whole day with very little rest in between.
Thursday was very much the same. Dad came home early to take me to get my X-ray done. I was supposed to have cried to help the doc get a better pic... but I did not. I was smiling all the way through even when they were holding me down for the X-ray. I didnt see dad in the evening on Thursday. Lately, Yash monopolizes his Thu evenings to go to the Swimming pool. Yash is a water baby and dad reckons its the hardest job in the world to get Yash out of a water body.
Finally friday and I spent the whole day looking forward to the long weekend. This meant more London trips and more fun with my cousins. Mom was looking forward to a good rest and I was keen to ensure that she got that. I stayed true to my promise and I only woke up once in the night.
Saturday... hmmm.... read my next entry for that.
So let me start with what happened last week. Last Saturday, we went to the British Museum. We originally wanted to go to the London Zoo, but we were so much delayed in our journey that we ended up going to something which we thought we'd finish pretty quickly. Dad loved it, but Harsh was acting impossible the whole day. Cant say if Urvi aunty really enjoyed it. Grandpa had stayed home to watch the Cricket World Cup final.
On Sunday, we went to Aarav's party. Rimple aunty had scheduled it for Sunday because she feared no one would turn up if it was on the same day as World Cup final. All I can say is.. Rimple aunty you are too optimistic. There was not a chance in hell that India would have reached the final. The party was in Wembley and we trekked all the way up there. Unfortunately, we couldnt stay for long because I felt uneasy after a while and when the DJ started playing music, it was unbearable. Dad and mom had to make a swift exit.
On monday, the feeling of uneasiness continued and as expected it turned for worse. Mom had to rush back as my fever went as high as 104 degrees. She was really really worried the whole day and probably cried a bit too. The doctor provided another prescription for my chest cold, which I suspect was the major cause of my illness.
The fever subsided a bit in the night, but continued the next day. Mom stayed at home with me. Neither I nor her had slept the night before because of my fever. But luckily, it started going down and I was my sprightly self by the evening.
Wednesday was back at nursery. Clearly Amy and Becky had missed me much and I had missed them too. I played the whole day with very little rest in between.
Thursday was very much the same. Dad came home early to take me to get my X-ray done. I was supposed to have cried to help the doc get a better pic... but I did not. I was smiling all the way through even when they were holding me down for the X-ray. I didnt see dad in the evening on Thursday. Lately, Yash monopolizes his Thu evenings to go to the Swimming pool. Yash is a water baby and dad reckons its the hardest job in the world to get Yash out of a water body.
Finally friday and I spent the whole day looking forward to the long weekend. This meant more London trips and more fun with my cousins. Mom was looking forward to a good rest and I was keen to ensure that she got that. I stayed true to my promise and I only woke up once in the night.
Saturday... hmmm.... read my next entry for that.
Friday, 27 April 2007
Winning over a toddler
After the first couple of days, Urvi aunty was ready to fly back home in a week. Harsh was proving to be a very difficult customer - he would scream for no reason at all, refuse to walk or stay in the pram.Harsh has managed to get a sweet tooth from early age and always wants his "Coklit"(Chocolate) or "Ikim" (Ice-cream) all the time. So dad and mom have started using child psychology on him. They substitute "Ikim" with Fromage frais and "coklit" with cheese/biscuits. And Harsh is lapping it up.
Talk about reversal of problems. Earlier, the chappie would refuse to put anything in his mouth and now, he pesters you to no end for food. He likes to eat, which is a relief in a way - but likes to eat all the wrong things.
Mom is using smart options to keep him well fed - he ate Mac and Cheese with relish today. He loves his fruits and he absolutely adores the fromage frais.
Hmmm... so I would expect wool to be pulled over my eyes when I am growing up. Or I have a choice to be good always in my habits.
Thursday, 26 April 2007
These are a few of my favorite toys
Time for me to introduce you to some of my toys that I really love.
Meet Monty the monkey,who sleeps in my cot. He is my comfort and joy. Monty has been with me ever since I was 3 months old and I love him to bits.
This is my picture book on Dizzy the donkey. Dad and mom can recite this from their memory. In the story, we search for carrots under Moo cow's patch, in Jack the Pirate's box and within Octopus's gloves only to discover that actually Dizzy had been eating them all the time.
Now here's a larger collection for you to admire. Towards the right you can see a caterpillar, which is a musical toy, which has songs on numbers, colours and birds. I love to hear these songs especially when I am having my lunch. You have to listen to mom's rendition of "Blue" in opera tones... it amuses me always.
Near my feet is a wonderful toy gifted by Ritesh uncle and Vandana aunty. I love to leap onto it and grab it, but still havent figured out how best to play it. Harsh loves it too much though.
In my hand is a book on animals. This soft book came with Shameen masi's playgym. Dad uses this picturebook to tell me stories. Even I love to flip the pages on my own now.
Apart from these toys, here are 2 of my most favorite toys in the world. They are exclusive only for my use and no Mattel or Hasbro or Fischer-Price would be able to replicate it. Do you want to see what they look like ? Here they are..
Meet Monty the monkey,who sleeps in my cot. He is my comfort and joy. Monty has been with me ever since I was 3 months old and I love him to bits.
This is my picture book on Dizzy the donkey. Dad and mom can recite this from their memory. In the story, we search for carrots under Moo cow's patch, in Jack the Pirate's box and within Octopus's gloves only to discover that actually Dizzy had been eating them all the time.
Now here's a larger collection for you to admire. Towards the right you can see a caterpillar, which is a musical toy, which has songs on numbers, colours and birds. I love to hear these songs especially when I am having my lunch. You have to listen to mom's rendition of "Blue" in opera tones... it amuses me always.
Near my feet is a wonderful toy gifted by Ritesh uncle and Vandana aunty. I love to leap onto it and grab it, but still havent figured out how best to play it. Harsh loves it too much though.
In my hand is a book on animals. This soft book came with Shameen masi's playgym. Dad uses this picturebook to tell me stories. Even I love to flip the pages on my own now.
Apart from these toys, here are 2 of my most favorite toys in the world. They are exclusive only for my use and no Mattel or Hasbro or Fischer-Price would be able to replicate it. Do you want to see what they look like ? Here they are..
Tuesday, 24 April 2007
Hyde Park
On Saturday 21st April, we had gone to Hyde park. It was fun. Mom had kitted both me and Harsh with these cool glares... we both looked so cool and dashing. Fia and Mom had a bit of comedy of errors. They forgot to pack the picnic food and we had to survive on sandwiches for the day. Gujaratis forgetting food at home before a picnic must really be the first time in history.
We found a good spot in the park and we played a bit with the ball. I think Yash really loves playing... I can only remember him sitting down without the ball when he was eating his food. Dad was clicking away everyone's pics .. if there is a possibility of getting RSI through digital cameras, I bet Dad is a severe risk.
We then hired a pedal boat for half an hour on the serpentine. I say we, but the park authorities make age discrimination and disallowed me from joining in the fun. They have these funny rules about under age children ... clearly they havent seen me cycle in my cot... I can pedal the boat all by myself given half a chance. Anyways, mom stayed behind with me as well, so it was not all lost.
We had some real long walks... especially the one after we finished with this park. I would subtitle this chapter as "The hunt for the ladies loo". Fia and mom were searching high and low for a loo which did not have a huge queue outside it. They finally managed to find a quiet bar in Knightsbridge, where they did the honors. We then proceeded towards Leicester Square and Picadilly circus.
We then had some trouble finding a good dinner joint afterwards. None of the places we went to had the capacity or the child-friendliness we usually look for in restaurants. Finally we ended up at this burger place where we had some delightful food. Dad loves a good grilled Halloumi cheese and he got both Fia and Mom hooked onto it too. Harsh showed some of his true colours there... he screamed whenever faced with food.
We then began our long journey home. We walked all the way from Trafalgar Square to Waterloo bridge. We had a bit of equipment malfunction - One of Harsh's waterbottles leaked and wet my pushchair, but otherwise it was fun. Harsh enjoyed the live music on Southbank so much that he started dancing. We managed to get a train at 8.30 p.m. in the night. I had clearly gone beyond the bedtime, but today was ok.
When we reached home, everyone just collapsed on the bed and slept through the night. I showed a lot of empathy for mom and made sure she got a whole night's sleep without waking her up even once. I must be the most understanding 8 month old in history.
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