Twenty One months

Time just flies; the fact that I feel I just delivered but A is now twenty one months old just proves that. Yes she is a handful now, but to run behind her is a pleasure not to mention the money we save not needing to go to the gym! And she is an earful, she talks and talks and talks some more. I think I said I missed the baby but I love this toddler. Every day is packed with more fun, excitement and laughter.
She does a lot of things worth blogging about but the highlight so far is her talking…it out beats anything else she does. So here in her own words...

Me: Hello..A
A: Hey Mimi, what are-ya doing there? I am good how are you?
Me: I am ok; just a little….
A: Are you tired? Are you sleepy? Are you hungry? You want mamm mamm? Wait I will get for-ya. Are you full?
Me: I am fine..don’t worry. So what are you doing?
A: Changing Lili’s diaper. She has done aah.
Talking to Lili: Do you want to sit on the potty? No? You want to wear diaper?

Me: Shall we read a book?
A: Mimi rhymes book? I want nursery rhymes…I want Yankee Doooodle
Me: Okay Yankee Doodle….
A: comes to town..riding pooony, stuck feather in his kaap and called makaroni…lala….laaala
A: Is this Barney song?
Me: No its Yankee Doodle
A: No it is Barney song. I saw in TV in aunty’s house. It is Barney song.

(In the amusement park)
Me: Are you having fun A? Come let us sit on this ride.
A: No I don’t want. I am scared.
Me: Why are you scared? Are you not a brave girl?
A: No I am not a brave girl, I want to go home.

(When I am getting ready for work)
A: Mimi you are wearing this dress? It is looking very pretty. Shall I put button for-ya?
M: Thanks baby..I am ready.
A: Mimi shall I put this earring for-ya? It is very butiful.

(When I am busy in the kitchen and I suddenly realize everything is too quiet for comfort)
Me: A..what are you doing?
A: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…mimi I got scared.
(Comes running to get me) See…what I have done here.
(The carpet is filled with shredded cheese because she got a bright idea to eat it with a fork!)

(When we had ordered indian food home)
B: What is mimi doing?
A: Mimi is eating paneer. Paneer is mimi’s favorite.
B: What is your favorite?
A: Rice is my favorite. It is very yummy and tasty tasty.
B: What is appa’s favorite?
A: Appa’s favorite is Naan.

(Playing with a puzzle that my friend S gave her)
A: Idu S dodamma kotta. It is very nice. Amele…elephant kotta. Where is dodamma?
Me: She is in Texas.
(Next day she goes to the day care and they have a guest from Texas and they have mentioned it in front of her)
A: (She comes home) Dodamma come to aunty’s house

(Getting down from the car after shopping)
A: I will carry the bags.
Me: It is heavy A, I will carry it.
(Talking to B) We have to stop this habit of hers where she wants to behave like a big girl.
A: (Listening intently) Mimi I am a big girl.

(Story Time)
Me: Can you tell me a story?
A: One day….there was a lion. Ant came to lion and lion rooaaar.

Me: Idu ninge beka, bedava? (Do you want this or no?)
A: Bedava
Me: Oh kaalige yen aythu? Yelli gaaya aythu? (What happened to your leg, where did u get hurt)
A: NaLe….nambo… play madakkaaaaa….A keelzhe dum bidha panakkaaaa….appo kaal abbu maadide.

Hero

Nine months, from a tiny cell to a beautiful baby with the food and air and the shelter provided by mom. She felt her move, she felt her kick, and she grew with her from a girl to a mom. The love and bond between mom and child is as wonderful as it is for all these reasons.
He watched her grow from a tiny cell to a beautiful baby through his wife’s belly and the work of his imagination. He smiled when she moved and leapt when she kicked and grew from a boy to a hero to be. If the love between dad and child can be as special as it gets, what can the reasons be?
A friend, a guide, a man with his arms always open for you, a talker, a listener, a critic always setting you in the right path, a clown, a joker, a man who laughs with you, a healer, a solver, a man who wipes your tears, a comforter, a protector, a man who is always there for you.
Every day is yours, but we never stop to mention just how much you mean. So on this day,
to all the dads, the real hero of every child…..and especially to the ones in my life…..A very Happy Father’s Day!

Waiting for Lili..

We ordered a doll for A over the internet and we have all been eagerly waiting for her arrival. Lili is what the manufacturers call her and since A picked up the name right away thats what we are going to call her too. A has had just one other doll, a very small baby doll. Thanks to our concern that she should not become a typical girl only playing with dolls and house sets, she never had too many girly stuff. She has a lot of soft toys, animal figures, books, learning toys...but never a cute little doll. We began to notice that she has started enjoying dressing up, noticing her clothes, feeling happy when somebody said she looked cute and wearing bindi and bangles, so we decided its finally time to buy her a doll. A has been seeing her picture everyday since a week and telling us that Lili will come home 'Appromma' (Later in tamil). So finally she
is arriving today...(I think I am going to hug the guy who will deliver the parcel).