Jan 7 2013
I have read about the stereotyping of the toys, while being given to kids - Barbies to girls and Gi-joes to the boys. Determined to not to fall a prey to that, I got a kitchen set for Manu. It was a beautiful miniature set, it included life like models of cooker, fridge and even a multi-jar mixer-grinder. Spent quite some time in selecting it and then purchased without minding the higher cost. When I gave it to him, he eagerly took it from me. I was smug. The stereotyping is not going to happen, no, not with my kid.
After a while, I saw him busy, with his kitchen set around him and he was trying to dismantle those models with a real screw-driver "borrowed" from Papa's tool kit.
hmm...Boys?!
Dec 11 2012
Some people live to eat - Prusty Janaki Ballav
Some people eat to (barely) live - Manu
The trouble starts when Mamma (me, myself and who else) wants it the other way around...
Dec 9 2012
Manu:
I will not get up in the morning, not even after 9AM
I will not brush.
I will not drink milk.
I will not eat the breakfast - idly/upma/dosa/adai/poori/
I will not remove the dress neither will i take bath.
I will not come out of the tub and the water.
I will not wear dress after bathing.
I WILL NOT LET YOU GO TO OFFICE. NO. NO. NO.
....
I will not let you sit down for even 30 seconds on coming back.
I will not let you make dinner, neither will i eat that.
I will not let you clean me up.
I will not go to bed, not at least until 11:00 PM
I will not sleep.
Me, at >12:00 (that is AM or PM?) :
Thank God, a normal day.
Oct 27 2012
I was feeling pickish, so put some mixture in a bowl, to satisfy Manu, put a little in his bowl also, gave him and went about to eat from mine. But he wanted both the bowls and took them.
Ah, another real life scenario, a practical situation, a chance to teach my baby the concept of numbers....
So... I told him: "one baby, one bowl...one mamma, one bowl...ONE...no TWO Bowls". He looked at me for a second, looked at the bowls...then...dumped the mixture from my bowl into his own and handed me back my, the now empty, bowl...he Said "Von Baby Von Bow(l), no two"
clean BOWLed :-)
Oct 9 2012
I was down with fever and was resting as if I am sleeping. Normally I put Manu in similar position and used to tell him some random, self developed story. Today the roles were reversed.
As I was lying down, he came and sat near me and started a story all by himself with his limited vocabulary and actions to make up for the rest. Here it goes...
Bow Bow appu... meow hom appu peel...bow bow, meow, appu baby home pie pie...bow bow, meow baby "mum mum mum" appu...
The translation: Dog had apple....dog went to cat's house and peeled the apple...dog, cat took apple to baby's home and cut it into pieces... dog, cat and baby ate the apple together.
He then told "over" and ran his hands over my eyes...
the most soothing feeling ever... but by that time i was bursting with laughter...fever, forgotten....
Sep 17 2012
Sometimes when i try to hug Manu, he runs and hides himself, generally doesnt fancy hugs or kisses. Today we - myself, manu and his papa were in terrace, there was one chair to sit and I was competing with my husband to sit in that. We became playfully violent, didnt notice manu, he suddenly shouted and there he was staring with tension in his face. I rushed to comfort him, tell him that we werent being serious, tell him that we were just playing, but he just hugged me, the tightest ever till date, remained so for a couple of min. After convincing himself that I was alright, he then turned... and....ATTACKED his papa... tiny fists and roars....
No prizes for guessing who sat on the chair finally :-)
April 5 2012
Happiest day of my life.... "maaaa"
he has been calling out "maa" "paa" and "daa" for quite some days, but in the nights, he never acknowledged anyone, would find me by smell and touch only, sterday, he woke up in night, finding himself alone in the room called out loudly "maaaaaa"...
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