Monday, February 22, 2010
Fruit time
It is fruit time
It is fruit time
Time to eat
Time to eat
When I'm hungry
Fruit is yummy
In my tummy
In my tummy
And then, you dont eat. You have to WAIT until Miss. Olynyk says you can eat and then you can eat.
Snippets from school
How was school today Ashwin? I asked when I went to collect him yesterday. Nice came the succinct reply. What did you do? I don't know.
Don't know?
You went to school today, right?
Yes.
What did you do there?
I don't remember.
This is as I was picking him up a few seconds after school finished...
This morning, when I was putting clothes out on the line to dry,
Amma, you know, in school, when the clean up bell rings outside, we have to shake the things to remove the sand from it and then put it into the basket and then when the basket is full, we should not do anything by ourself but we should find a friend and together carry it to the shelf?
I love hearing these snippets from him and reliving childhood education through him. But I guess I just have to take them as he dishes them out and stay hungry until then :)
Don't know?
You went to school today, right?
Yes.
What did you do there?
I don't remember.
This is as I was picking him up a few seconds after school finished...
This morning, when I was putting clothes out on the line to dry,
Amma, you know, in school, when the clean up bell rings outside, we have to shake the things to remove the sand from it and then put it into the basket and then when the basket is full, we should not do anything by ourself but we should find a friend and together carry it to the shelf?
I love hearing these snippets from him and reliving childhood education through him. But I guess I just have to take them as he dishes them out and stay hungry until then :)
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Much
Ashwin has begun articulating perfectly leaving only vestiges of baby "angluage" in his speech. This "much" series is one of those precious vestiges that he will never outgrow if I could do something about it.
How much milk do you have in your mug?
How much milk do you have in your mug?
I have only little much.While beading a necklace:
We both have same much, right?
I finished! I have no much left!
Amma, can I use any much beads that I want?I love this boy a lot much. Very lot much.
When Santa came home : Taking better late than never to a whole new level
The setting sun
Look amma, I made Sun! Ashwin announced:
How proud I was! My son the budding artist.. He has started drawing recognisable pictures now and this is one of them.
He was obviously encouraged by my reaction and decided to make one more sun.
Look amma, he exclaimed, the sun is setting!!
Is he a genius or what??!
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How proud I was! My son the budding artist.. He has started drawing recognisable pictures now and this is one of them.
He was obviously encouraged by my reaction and decided to make one more sun.
Look amma, he exclaimed, the sun is setting!!
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Is he a genius or what??!
Monday, February 1, 2010
My baby has gone to school
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Today was Ashwin's first day at school.
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He woke up at 6:15 and came to me and said: Amma, give me the orange, I need to go to school. To say he was excited to go would be an understatement. Before 7:30, he had had his milk, showered, dressed, tidied up his room and was getting angry with the clock for not being 8 o'clock.
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On the one hand, I want to freeze him so that I can always keep my cute and cuddly son by my side, on the other hand, I'm proud of my growing boy and am sure this is the start of a happy and fruitful education for him.
We said our prayers and left for school at 8 o'clock. At school, we found a hook outside with Ashwin's name on it to hang up his school bag. He put his shoes under the bag and the hat over it and went inside. Once inside, we found a badge with his name on it and pinned it on. The first few minutes were for the parents to familiarise the children with the room, not that Ashwin (or the other kids for that matter) needed it. Then, the bell rang for tidy up and the kids gathered around their teacher (Miss Olynyk) to listen to her. I was under the impression that my smart boy was an exception and that the other kids would be whinging and clinging to the parents. But they all seemed so smart - beautifully sitting and listening and responding to the teacher. Good luck to Miss Olynyk to handle a class full of these smarties :)
Leaving to pick him up from school in a few minutes now. Can't wait to hear about the day from him!
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We said our prayers and left for school at 8 o'clock. At school, we found a hook outside with Ashwin's name on it to hang up his school bag. He put his shoes under the bag and the hat over it and went inside. Once inside, we found a badge with his name on it and pinned it on. The first few minutes were for the parents to familiarise the children with the room, not that Ashwin (or the other kids for that matter) needed it. Then, the bell rang for tidy up and the kids gathered around their teacher (Miss Olynyk) to listen to her. I was under the impression that my smart boy was an exception and that the other kids would be whinging and clinging to the parents. But they all seemed so smart - beautifully sitting and listening and responding to the teacher. Good luck to Miss Olynyk to handle a class full of these smarties :)
Leaving to pick him up from school in a few minutes now. Can't wait to hear about the day from him!
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Friday, January 1, 2010
Writing his name!
I wrote about his first attempt at writing his name a few days ago (last year!) and since them he has been regularly writing his name, each version cuter than the other, and my BLASTED camera has stopped working! Injustice!!
Conversations with a four year old
Santa Claus brought Ashwin a tool set and when we came back from our Christmas break in Exmouth (That will be a separate blog entry), he promptly assumed the role of bob the builder. He was having breakfast with us when he said he also has a son, just like me.
Who's your mother, I asked him.
No one. He replied emphatically. I growed up big all by myself you know.
But whose thoppah did you come out of?
I was inside a machine and then the machine PUT me down.
This is what is Deiva Piravi I suppose.
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Later that day, while still being bob, he told me he has two sons. The first ones name is Ashwin and the second one is also called Ashwin because he likes the name Ashwin very much. I wanted to show him the complication of naming his two sons Ashwin so I asked him, if you say, Ashwin, come and have yummy breakfast, who will come?
Both will come, he replied.
If you say, Ashwin, go and check post, who will go?
Both will go.
If you say, Ashwin! Go to the naughty boy corner, who will go?
No one will go because they both don't like the naughty boy corner.
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Later in the day, while still being bob, he wanted to call a customer, so I lent him Raghu's phone which had no credit in it. He randomly punched in some numbers and pressed call. A pleasant voice came on to tell him he had no credit to make calls blah blah blah.
After asking me who it was for a few minutes and not getting a satisfactory answer, he turned to the phone again:
But, what's your name?
Are you the police?
Still getting no answer, he offered me the phone, Amma, could you PLEASE find out if this is the police? I said no, I was afraid if it is the police. So he offered: If it is the police, you QUICKLY press the red button, okay?
My life is just getting more and more interesting by the day!
Who's your mother, I asked him.
No one. He replied emphatically. I growed up big all by myself you know.
But whose thoppah did you come out of?
I was inside a machine and then the machine PUT me down.
This is what is Deiva Piravi I suppose.
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Later that day, while still being bob, he told me he has two sons. The first ones name is Ashwin and the second one is also called Ashwin because he likes the name Ashwin very much. I wanted to show him the complication of naming his two sons Ashwin so I asked him, if you say, Ashwin, come and have yummy breakfast, who will come?
Both will come, he replied.
If you say, Ashwin, go and check post, who will go?
Both will go.
If you say, Ashwin! Go to the naughty boy corner, who will go?
No one will go because they both don't like the naughty boy corner.
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Later in the day, while still being bob, he wanted to call a customer, so I lent him Raghu's phone which had no credit in it. He randomly punched in some numbers and pressed call. A pleasant voice came on to tell him he had no credit to make calls blah blah blah.
After asking me who it was for a few minutes and not getting a satisfactory answer, he turned to the phone again:
But, what's your name?
Are you the police?
Still getting no answer, he offered me the phone, Amma, could you PLEASE find out if this is the police? I said no, I was afraid if it is the police. So he offered: If it is the police, you QUICKLY press the red button, okay?
My life is just getting more and more interesting by the day!
An aside: It took me 20 minutes to write this entry. Why? because my cheely monkey, otherwise called Divya, kept leaning in and pressing delete and home as I was typing. Cheek monkey indeed...
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