Divya followed me to the toilet the other time and after I had finished my job there, she proudly marched out ahead of me to the bedside table to fetch a diaper and offered it to me - for me!
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Ashwin the star
Front page of the July 3-4 edition of Pilbara echo featuring Ashwin on the front page. I couldn't stop beaming!
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
More conversation
In the car this morning as I took Ashwin for his ultrasound:
Amma, did you see the new potato growing on the tree?
Me: No.
OK, I will show it to you when we are going back.
Amma, do you know how the shops get the food? The trees grow the food and the shopman will walk around and wait for the tree to drop the food. And then they will quickly pick it up. That's how.
Me: Really? What about milk?
Milk comes from farms. The cows lay them.
Me: Really? How do the cows lay milk?
I don't know. Only the cow can know. And the chicks lay eggs............ No no. The hens lay eggs. The chicks sometimes hatch them. Hatch means they break them.
Me: Why do they break them?
I think they are hungry and want to eat them.
(And I ate him up at this point, sorry, couldn't resist!)
Amma, did you see the new potato growing on the tree?
Me: No.
OK, I will show it to you when we are going back.
Amma, do you know how the shops get the food? The trees grow the food and the shopman will walk around and wait for the tree to drop the food. And then they will quickly pick it up. That's how.
Me: Really? What about milk?
Milk comes from farms. The cows lay them.
Me: Really? How do the cows lay milk?
I don't know. Only the cow can know. And the chicks lay eggs............ No no. The hens lay eggs. The chicks sometimes hatch them. Hatch means they break them.
Me: Why do they break them?
I think they are hungry and want to eat them.
(And I ate him up at this point, sorry, couldn't resist!)
My little ballerina
My little ballerina loves her shoes. The first noun in her vocabulary is shhsssss (shoes) with a big grin on her face. When we go to the shops, she likes to pick out her shoes and even at this age, she's got style. When we were in Broome, I went to Best & Less and I was looking for shoes for her but I couldn't locate them, and she said, shhsss shsss pointing at the right rack!!
At home, she may not be wearing clothes, but she will wear her shoes. She will pick up a new pair and go to the first person she can charm into putting it on for her. Yesterday, she went down for her morning nap with shoes. Pink checked ones. On her left feet. And sparkly silver ones on her right. This morning, she was unconsolable when she woke up and was clinging to me while I was desparate for a moment to make my coffee. She only detatched herself from me when I reminded her that she didn't have shoes on!
Keep going my girlie girl, I'm going to have fun with you!
At home, she may not be wearing clothes, but she will wear her shoes. She will pick up a new pair and go to the first person she can charm into putting it on for her. Yesterday, she went down for her morning nap with shoes. Pink checked ones. On her left feet. And sparkly silver ones on her right. This morning, she was unconsolable when she woke up and was clinging to me while I was desparate for a moment to make my coffee. She only detatched herself from me when I reminded her that she didn't have shoes on!
Keep going my girlie girl, I'm going to have fun with you!
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Conversation
While having lunch today, somehow the topic of children came up.
What's called children Ashwin, I asked.
He finished chewing the food in the mouth and replied:
Children are people, but they are small. Like me.
Is Divya children?
Yes.
Am I children?
No. You are mother.
We discussed a few more people and then continued eating.
Suddenly:
You know something amma, very soon, I won't be children anymore. Very soon. I will be a father.
Really?
Yeah, that's what happens.
Won't you be mother?
No. You know how it works.. If you are a children and you are a girl, you can be mother. If the children is a boy, you can only be a father.
What's called children Ashwin, I asked.
He finished chewing the food in the mouth and replied:
Children are people, but they are small. Like me.
Is Divya children?
Yes.
Am I children?
No. You are mother.
We discussed a few more people and then continued eating.
Suddenly:
You know something amma, very soon, I won't be children anymore. Very soon. I will be a father.
Really?
Yeah, that's what happens.
Won't you be mother?
No. You know how it works.. If you are a children and you are a girl, you can be mother. If the children is a boy, you can only be a father.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Heart warming moments
We went to the shops yesterday and as we roamed the shoes aisle, Divya excitedly pointed at the pairs of shoes she wanted and I bought them. They were shiny and I have a girl, so that's the license I need to buy shiny pretty shoes (and clothes, and hairclips and ... *Thank God Raghu doesn't read my blog* ). So we came home with two pairs of shoes and I put one on Divya and then went my way unpacking our shopping. She wanted to try the other pair on and whom did she turn to? Her brother. He patiently put the shoes on her feet one by one while she cooperated and then pulled her up to her shiny shod feet and took her for a walk so that she could show off her pretty little shoes.
Lucky girl to have a big brother like him..
I also remember dreading shoe shopping with Ashwin in Singapore, he would put his feet up to try on shoes but not let me take them off. If you intend to leave the shop without purchasing at least one pair, God save you!
Lucky girl to have a big brother like him..
I also remember dreading shoe shopping with Ashwin in Singapore, he would put his feet up to try on shoes but not let me take them off. If you intend to leave the shop without purchasing at least one pair, God save you!
Thursday, June 24, 2010
A new unit of size
Amma, you want to know how big i'm are?
See?
* Runs his hands super slowly all the way up from his feet to his head and back to his other feet.*
Took a long time right, I'm soooo big.
See?
* Runs his hands super slowly all the way up from his feet to his head and back to his other feet.*
Took a long time right, I'm soooo big.
Feel the feel
Ashwin was reading this book to his sister and this is how the conversation went:
See Divya, Yellow. Yellow Divya! Yellow!! Feel divya, feel. *Taking her hand to the shiny bits* feel. yeah, feel feeeeeeel.
And all the while she obliged him and wore an important and satisfied look on her face.
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See Divya, Yellow. Yellow Divya! Yellow!! Feel divya, feel. *Taking her hand to the shiny bits* feel. yeah, feel feeeeeeel.
And all the while she obliged him and wore an important and satisfied look on her face.
Teaching her to spell
As Ashwin and Divya shared afternoon tea yesterday, Ashwin pointed at this bottle of honey and tried to teach Divya spelling:
H.. o.. u.. e.. y.. a.. u.. s.. t.. r.. a.. l.. i.. a.. u. Honey
Now she knows who to blame when she gets a less than perfect score at a spelling test..
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H.. o.. u.. e.. y.. a.. u.. s.. t.. r.. a.. l.. i.. a.. u. Honey
Now she knows who to blame when she gets a less than perfect score at a spelling test..
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