Saturday, November 22, 2008

Mumma troubles so much!

I usually wake Betu up in the night, twice, to make him go pee.



Today was one of those regular days except for thr funny statement that Anirudh made when I woke him up around 4 AM.



Me: Betu, utho. Pee-pee kar ke aayo.



Betu: (cribing and fussing goes and comes back to the bed when he is done and says...) Koi bache ko sone bhi nahi deta. Mujhe itni zor se neend aa rahi hai.



Me: ab aap so jayo na.



And I try to pull him towards me to cuddle with him. But Betu goes towards his papa and snuggles with him leaving me smiling at his statement and emphasis on the using the word "bachha" for himself.





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Friday, November 21, 2008

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

What do you say to that?

Today morning Betu was asking hubby about something again and again. Hubby as usual snapped at him. He came to me with a sullen face and told me "Hum doosre papa layenge. Yeh papa gande hain. Hamesha daante rahte hain." (We will get another papa. He is bad. He scolds all the time) But obviously I burst out into laughter and then added "Kaash itna easy hota Betu."(How I wish it was that easy.) loud enough for hubby to hear that who was sitting nearby.

Betu took that statement of mine quite seriously and in quite a heart broken voice said "Hum market jayenge. Mall mein. Wahan se layenge." (We will go to the market. In the mall. We will get from there). I just laughed a little more and hugged him.

But seriously what do you say to that? And where do they get all this in their heads? :D

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

My compassionate lil boy!

Sunday morning I woke up with a bad migraine. I was feeling very nauseated besides the killing headache. As I was standing by the basin throwing up, Betu immediately came running and started to gently rub my back. Just the way I do for him.

I can't describe how or what I felt at that moment. Words can never be enough for this wonderful, sweet gesture of his. The concern on his face was writ large.

And it did not end there. When I lied down he came and pressed my forehead with his soft supple hands. And then suddenly he said "Main abhi aata hoon" and ran off. Few seconds later he came with his wet hands and put them over my eyes. I was surprised and thought "How does he know I like that?". And then I remembered how he had asked me once long ago, when I was pressing a glass of cold water against my eyes in the summers, as to why I was doing so. It had been more than 3 months but he remembered!

And then I worry if this little compassionate child will be able to survive this self-centered, ruthless, uncaring world. Will there be people who will appreciate him for being so compassionate or will he be called a fool? Will he stay this way or will he change along as he grows and faces the harsh realities of the world and the people? I wonder...

I may not know about the future but what I certainly know is that I couldn't be thankful enough to God for giving me such an adorable, loving and a wonderful child. Betu, Mumma loves you from the deepest deeps of my heart!

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Friday, November 7, 2008

His first day-trip from School

They have gone to the School's farm. He was mighty excited. When I saw the note in his School Diary on Wednesday, I told him about the upcoming trip to the school's farm. The first thing he asked me was "Wahan par keechad mein pigs bhi honge?" (The pigs in the mud will also be there?). I just laughed and nodded.

Since then everyone he comes across, he HAS to tell them that he is going to the School's farm. And today morning when he was being fussy in waking up, we just had to mention the words "Today you will go to the farm!" and his eyes popped open and he went scurrying around to get ready :)

When I dropped him at the school in the morning, I asked one of the teacher's who is to go with them on the trip about the address and the contact number. I was quite surprised when she asked me why do I need to know. She said we have your numbers so if need be we will all you. I really had to explain really hard to her why I need to know, why a parent needs to know. And it took a lot of convincing to tell her that I'm not going to be pestering her with calls every now and then or land up at the place. Its just that WE NEED TO KNOW! And then she gave me her mobile number.

I think this is something very basic that the school should do - to give the details of the place they are going to and one contact number at least. Am surely going to be bringing this up in the next PTM and may write to the Principal also about it if I hear any resistance on the teacher's part in understanding the need.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

His hinglish!

I have already written about his attempts at talking in English and everyday he says something that just cracks us up.

Today when he saw me sitting on his kiddy moodha chair he said - "Who's my chair baitha?" :D


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