Being Hyderabadi!

So you know that I am in Hyderabad to visit my maternal grandfather who is ill and is recovering. Trip to Hyderabad is always good as I have lots of things to do and play. I can stay with Granny and play with her and go to the park behind my house. We have two balconies where I can go and play. One of the balconies overlooks the street. I play there a lot and spend time looking at people, bikes, cars and children going to school and so on.

The best part is tasting so many different kids of Hyderabadi biryani that mom orders when I don't eat the regular stuff. I play till late night and sleep off with mom and get up early to play again. My sleeping pattern is changed by I love being here. Sometimes I miss dad. I wake up in the night and search for him and get teary and cry. Mom then holds me and kisses me and put me on call with dad. Sometimes she sings songs that dad used to sing for me to sleep. I miss dad a lot though I don't say that often as I don't want mom to worry. Dad comes in once every three weeks and plays with me.

When dad was here we went shopping, visited the zoo and took the train trip and many more. Mom tells me so many stories from here when we are in balcony. The best thing about being Hyderabadi is the number of pigeons here. I love chasing them all the while. 

Now that Swamy tata is getting well, we will go back to Bangalore soon. Mom and dad were in Hyderabad for several years and this trip was very helpful for mom too. Which place would you like to go and see?

Pamper me soft!

Soft. Pleasant. Calm. Bright. Cool. Safe, Peaceful. Natural. Organic, Rich, Non-pollutant. Fresh. Like a mother's love. Like grandmother's touch. Wrinkled yet smooth. Tired and withered yet welcoming. 

Like the brush of fresh breeze on a calm warm morning that plays with my curls while I sleep on the softest of pillows and smile as my colorful dreams that let me fly away to distant lands while I lie asleep. The gentle kisses on my forehead that dad unmistakably plants while he calmly leaves for work. 

Like the little coochy-cooings that mom whispers as she soft talks to me while I nuzzle at her heart. Like those kind blessings that come to me from the morning sun as the sun rays escaping from my window sill play with my eye lids and the windy curtains. Like that softness all around me. Like all that love, peace and freedom I have. Like the Pampers I cherish and wear. These are some of the things changed in our home when I arrived. If you are getting ready to welcome a little child in your home here are some things mom and dad did for me. 

Check them out and they might be useful when you plan to pamper your child.

1.    Change your furnishing. Your blankets, pillow covers, sofa covers, mattresses, everything that might come in touch with your child. Easier to wash, clean and softer to touch and use. Shift today.

2.    Shift to organic detergents: It really hurts to get a rash on your child. We have very sensitive skin, even more sensitive noses which respond to dust or chemicals and can catch a cold and it hurts you parents more than us. Anyways chemical bases solutions are dreadful for you even if you do not feel them. So skip the chemicals. Go Green.

3.    Skip perfumes, aerosols: If you use perfumes, sprays at home, well… skip them. They usually carry irritants, smells that we don’t like and can get cold or an allergy. Use natural ones only if it is extremely important. Do not use them around us. We love your natural fragrance anyways. Sometimes we don’t like flowers too! Dad stopped getting mom roses after I came L And mom understands.

4.    Change soaps, shampoos… Switch to organic ones that don’t hurt us. When you rest around us or hold us on your shoulder we breathe in a lot of them. Can you make them smell natural so we don’t catch anything?

5.    Child-proof your home: Check for that chair edges, table corners, door jammers, glass shelves, cup boards, cups, pens, nails, switches, plug points, tv and anything that can break, hurt us or anything that is remotely dangerous. Trust me we will reach there, touch that, get hurt. So do not leave any chance for us to explore.

So get ready to welcome your little bundle of joy and make your home the safest fortress with the softest of things around you and choose the best premium care for your child.

Pampers brings you the softest ever Pampers Premium Care Pants. Its cotton-like softness is #SoftestForBabySkin and allows it to breathe, thus keeping baby’s skin soft and healthy, and your baby happy. This post is a part of the Pampers #SoftestForBabySkin activity at BlogAdda.

He Drove All Night

I was running high fever. 103 F to be exact. I was not sick because of viral. I was sick because my heart longed to meet someone. Mom knew what was happening. She called him and put him on speaker and told me to speak to him. 

I couldn't speak to him on the phone. I wanted to tell him all that is in my heart. How much I longed to see him, meet him, touch his face and hug him but the words weren't easy. I was full of tears and my voice choked. I was too overwhelmed by emotion that just little wails escaped. Mom took the phone away hugged me and tried to console me. I was missing him big time and didn't stay this long away from him. I cried myself to sleep and was dreaming that he was with me. Holding me. Consoling me and kissing me and telling me not to worry.

He couldn't stay back. It was already late in the night and he just walked out of wherever he was and took the first thing he could. He wanted to drive but mom requested him not to. After traveling for 10 hours swapping buses, autos, taxis, walked and reached me. I was still in sleep when he came up, took bath and quickly changed to snuggle against me. I still had fever. 

He held me close and whispered how much he loved me and apologized for not being there. Next to me. He was there when I woke up. He was caressing me curls and gently kissing my forehead. He might not have driven all night but he was there next to me and hugging me. I woke up sweating and my fever had come down. Whole morning he was with me listening to everything I told and did all that I wanted to do. I don't remember when the fever left me. I was up and running all over. My happiness and smile returned. I may be doing whatever I want all day and night. But when I sleep or am down or am sick, I miss him dearly. I may be my mom's girl but I am my dad's princess. My dad took this trip. He might not have driven all night but made it home to me. Just to wipe out my tears and make me smile.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

On a trip

I am going on a trip

In momma's favorite ship

Zooming though the skies

Little Tigress

I am off to Hyderabad for a few days to my Grandpa's home. So off blogging for a few days but will come back with a lot of stories from there.

Why Dabur Baby Massage oil is good for your child!

Let me tell you right at the outset. My mom and dad are slightly paranoid in terms of what they use for me. Not just use, but it also applies to what I wear, what I eat, drink, touch and the list goes on. My Googling mom makes sure she has the full information about a product, right from where it comes from, the brand, the ingredients, the tests done before it hit the market and if it is good for me to the social responsibility the company promotes and much more.

Natural ingredients ensure nothing is tampered with the natural tenor and characteristics of any product. Using artificial oils might give you good results in the short time but do not do any good to your child’s skin or health. In fact they damage the basic structure and can cause serious problems when you use them for longer times. Don’t go by the empty promises and tall claims. Look for the ingredients, check the background, check for side effects and most importantly skip them. Why would you opt for artificial solutions, more importantly chemical ones when you have lot of natural solutions and age old Ayurvedic options available?

In this context you can go ahead and read the review of Dabur :) Yes, I had posted a review of the Dabur Lal Tail before and I am here today to tell you why their new product Dabur Baby Massage oil is very good for kids like me and younger than me. Made from completely natural ingredients with special focus on Olive and Almond, the new baby oil is a superb package.

Concentrating on the main area of providing nourishment and safe solution to help in muscle toning and retaining the soft skin, Dabur has come out with the new massage oil full of natural ingredients. You have to note that there are no harmful artificial colours or paraffins in the oil. Dabur also ensures that the oil is dermatologically tested and is proven to help in strengthening bones and muscles.

While the olives in the oil nourishes my skin and keeps it soft and help it grow, the almonds help in keeping it soft and supple. Made from the finest olives and almonds without adding anything unnatural, the Dabur Baby Massage oil offers a unique blend through a premium product that suits well to your child’s requirement. You can massage away and add your magical touch to ensure your baby loves you and the softness and suppleness in her skin stays the same for much longer.

Check out more about the goodness of Dabur and the Baby oil here.

“I am participating in the #FirstLove activity at BlogAdda in association with Dabur“. 

Comparison syndrome

Found this interesting post on dad's phone. Thought you could share it with your parents.

Overtake→

A boy with his parents was travelling in their car. Father was driving and son was sitting in the back. Dad was driving this car very carefully because it was quite dear to him.

After a few minutes later, a modern car overtook their car.
Son told Father, "Dad this car went ahead of us, please use accelerator to overtake that car".
Dad replied smilling, "Son, it is not possible, our car is not capable of going that fast".

Within a few seconds, another car went ahead of them. Son got annoyed by it and told dad to press accelerator.

Dad replied to son in anger, "You are only seeing cars which are going ahead of us. There are many cars behind us. If we try to catch up with those cars in front of us, we may end up doing damage to our car".

Son replied nicely, "Dad, you compare me with other smart kids and keep telling me to be like them. If I try to be like them, I might end up hurting myself right! You are only seeing smarter kids than me, but you are not seeing kids who are behind me."

All parents must read.

Happy Father's Day!

What can I say? The first thing I remember about coming into this world is seeing my anxious dad waiting to have a glimpse at me. The moment he saw me he closed his eyes and thanked God for giving me and then as the doctors were doing their bit in cleaning me up and dressing me he was hovering all around just to ensure I was safe. This is beautiful isn't it? All parents are like this but my dad is special. I love my dad and he has been my best friend and my first love all the time. 

Every bit of the day he tries to be with me. Is partial towards me and is even too relaxed with me in terms of rules. He took good care of me when I was too small and helped mom to make me burp, give a bath, dress me up, and put me to sleep every day and so on. You see mom was recovering from the maternity issues and then dad was pitching in some extra effort to keep both of us happy. The best part and why I remember this so fondly is because of how much care he took of me when I fell sick or caught a cold. He always used to give me steam, apply Vicks to my shirt and help me stay upright by hugging me and sleeping all through the night. Breathing Vicks vapours help me relax and clear my little nose and breathe well.  At home we have more than 10 bottles in all the possible places and sizes always available to apply at our beck and call.

Even when he has 12 hour work days and when he was really tired he used to hug me and hold me warm and prance around the hall and living rooms all night to help me rock myself to sleep and keep me from waking up due to cold. I cherish it. Our moments. When I could be in his arms. Safe, sound, warm and healthy. Simple things of love, care and the strength and promise to be there when I was down. Though it may look like he is taking care of me, it is me who is taking care of him everyday! To hold me, guide me and help me recover and win. To help me fight cold, tiredness and fever. Though I am too small to talk and express what I feel and what I want to tell him, there is one language he understand very well and that is my hug. Every day I hug him tightly and tell him that I love him and appreciate whatever he has done for me and keeps doing. Thank you dad for being there for me when I am down. Thank you for everything. I love you.

“This father’s day, I am expressing my love towards my dad by participating in the #HugYourDad activity at BlogAdda in association with Vicks.”

J for Juice

What is your favorite food? I like juices. Especially the freshly made ones. I love Chickoo, Orange and watermelon. I really enjoy the watermelon and the milkshakes. Essentially it is summer and mom makes sure I am hydrated and drink enough fluids. Being energetic to play all day, you need to have lots of fluids. I have recently acquired a taste for cornflakes and milk. What do you like most in juices?

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I for Icecream

Like all children, I love Ice cream too. My favorite is the chickoo one from Naturals and Ibaco. Though I don't eat it off when it is cold, I mean ice cold, I eat it when it cools down. I love playing with the spoon and eating on my own. As my dress gets dirty mom allows me to eat it to my heart's content and then lets me play. Once I am done and tired, I get to bath and change to a fresh dress. 

The mess I make is what makes me more interested in the ice cream than the taste of the ice cream it self. When I am let to play on my own, I learn how fluids work, stickies work and flexibility. Let your children play. Mess is easy to clean. Happiness is not so easy to get.

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Healthy Detox

I am the best healthy detox available for dad says. He comes home tired from his days work and I run to him to hold me and tell him how my day was. He lives to talk to me listen to me and is very responsive. He says all his tiredness goes away when he looks at me and sees me smile.

Mom works all day too. Tending to me isn't an easy job. It requires her to be alert all the time, be active and improvise based on what I throw at her. She tells me she gets rejuvenated when she gets a thank you hug from me. I love both of them and they lover too. 

What's your detox? Parenting is not necessarily easy but with a little help from us mom and dad can pull it though. What do you think?

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One little finger

One little finger is my new favorite rhyme. I love the kid who stars in the rhyme and imitate him. Singing this to me brings in so many giggles and squeals of laughter and you will love it. Want to try this for your kids? Here is the video.

G for Glasses'

I love glasses. Pulling them from grand mom, grandpa and playing with them is my favorite past time. I have seen how they wear and they look different when they aren't wearing them. I try to put them on me and post but as they wear glasses for power, I cannot see anything in them. However the pulling and the fuss that comes about later is fun. 

Pulling dad's glasses is an entirely different task I have mastered. Once when I was young, I mean very young, I pulled his glass and scratched them on the floor and he was cool with it. He didn't scold me or anything. When you let your children learn and see they might learn more. It is essential to develop a discipline but don't stop exploration. Exploration helps develop curiosity, knowledge and help improve personality and encourages open thinking. What about you? Do you like your children to learn and explore or allow them to touch and play only in designated places, things?

I like seeing through colorful sheets and glasses. The world looks a different place then. I would like to see a world without pain, without anger, revenge and with a lot of love, sharing and caring. What would you like to see? What is your glass?

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F for fireworks

Guess what happened when we went up to terrace last night?! Fireworks. Someone in the neighbourhood was celebrating something and thy decided to send out some nice fireworks to the night sky. The dark clouds that shrouded the evening sky in Bangalore only helped them glow in full bloom. This picture doesn't do any justice to the times of purple, red, yellow and orange that I saw and what a delight it was. I was amazed at the colourful display that unfolded unexpectedly in front of my eyes.

Dad tells me that some of the fireworks are dangerous and need to be handled by parental supervision only. I agree. Do you like fireworks? Which one is your favourite? Dad promised me we will buy some next time they are available and celebrate. I think he means when I grow up?! Dad bhi na!

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E for Ellyvan

Did I tell you about my friend Ellyvan? She is a character from Disney's Jungle Junction. She likes to be the big supportive character from the jungle. Her best friend Zooter and Ellyvan have many adventures in the jungle. They spin their wheels and keep running around the jungle having fun and completing tasks.

The programme teaches kids like me to be there for a friend when needed and play and have fun when learning. The storyline is simple to follow and the colours are very pleasant. Mum found it when browsing hammers and has been my favourite for quite sometime and then I stopped watching it when they went offline. When it came back on TV I liked it again. True friends never leave.

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D is for Duck Dance

I learnt this amazing dance from dad. Actually Dad and I invented it. It is quite similar to the chicken dance but is called the duck dance. We walk around like a duck and flap our hands like a duck. I love this little routine that we invented during our night sojourns. Dad stays up with me as long as I am playing and then puts me to sleep. The duck dance is usually used to pull my attention away from things which are dangerous - like a plug, sharp objects or things like that.

I love it because it is quite funny dad does it with me. I run to him and hold him squealing. What is your favorite routine? What do you like most playing with? Tell me! 

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C is for catch

We Caught the rain today! Quite literally. Dad and me set out to go for our loan pending walk in the neighbourhood and it was quite warm. In fact so warm that I was wearing jeans. As we proceeded on our dialysis ritual to inspect our spots in the street and reach our milk vendor's shop, plop it came down. A big rain drop.

I love rains and love playing with mom in them and get wet. Unlike many parents mine let me get wet :) So plop it came down and dad looked slightly worried as we were quite far from home and were planning to go to a mall for some window shopping and juice for me. Still we went ahead and were waiting for auto when it started to blow really strong and power went off. The leaves from all the trees started playing with the wind and little tiny drops of rain started splattering on me and all around. This was a new experience and I started playing. So we cancelled the trip and started playing in the drops. We also started walking back home and traced our steps back just in time when it started to pour. I went to the balcony and still played for a long time. Did you catch the rain today? Simple things help you learn and appreciate what we usually take for granted :)

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Boo Peek-a

I like playing Pee-a-Boo games with mom. My Boo is the happiest you have ever seen. While many kids like playing this game, do you know the logic (one of the logic's) behind this game? 

It handles separation anxiety. It assures the kid that mom is not going away completely and you need not worry when she is missing. It assures that people who go away from you momentarily come back to take care of you. Developed over thousands of years, the game also lets mum get some work done. 

Isn't it wonderful to see games that developed over years of observation and thinking? What games do you like? Do you like knowing things like me?

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Awesome story time

I have so many toys. Mum has even ordered some before I was born. These pin up toys that can be used on your fingers and can be moved are my latest fad. Mom makes them speak! Yes they do!

Using props in your story will help the child realize and be more involved than what you would be doing otherwise. Sometimes it need not be a prop at all. It can be a small piece of cloth or a sock or a handkerchief that turns into a hero to rescue!

I love spending time listening to stories with my mum. What about you? What toys do you like? Which story is your favorite?

This blogpost is a part of #AtoZChallenge.

Whose blog is it anyway?

It is my blog. Hence my rules. Here I am helping dad make a blogpost. Though I am letting mom and dad maintain it for now, eventually I am going to take over. I moderate their content even now as you can see here. As we finish the financial year, I am aso doing the taxes for dad. He is being taxed at 10 kisses and 2 chocolates for me :)

Top things I write about:

1. Myself
2. What I like to do
3. Fashion tips
4. Art, music
5. My diary
6. What I want
7. Reviews of brands I have used
8. Parenting style and technique
9. Play
10. Everything else :)

Missing Mum

I miss you dad and mum. I miss spending time with both of you. I love the time I am spending with akka, peddamma and ammamma but I really miss you. I know you love me and this separation is just tempararoy and you would come back to me but this is just unbearable. How do I express it to you? How do I share my feelings with you? I love this new friend I have but I don't think I like the fact I am being separated. Mum, I love the warmth when you hug me and love me and hold me close to you. Why this pillow? Why is this between us? The biggest plus point of all this is that dad spends time with me - complete unconditional time with me. I hit him, bite him, kick him, climb on him and harass him but he is patient and loves me and cazoles me. We read stories, sing songs, play, chase each other around. I then drink milk, eat snacks and get back to playing as long as I have the energy to play and then go to sleep as the sun is coming up. Dad then slowly picks me up and walks humming songs to me. As I hold his chain or collar lest he leaves me and he puts me on the bed to rest. 

Mum I know you miss me too and that you love me big time. Don't worry mum, I am a big girl now. Dad, though he can never replace you (or can he?), is taking food care of me. I have some complaints though which I will tell you once we sit down to talk without him. Rest well mum and get back to your feet. Dad said you are a fighter and have fought and won a major battle. I am there to support you and hold you for comfort if you need me. I am just a call away. Till then take care of your health and rest. I need all the love I missed with interest back from you. Now back to kicking dad. By the way, we went to the morning walk today and it was awesome. I didn't walk for long though and made dad carry me all the while. We saw parrots today. They were so green and had red noses. I loved it. Mum... I love you soooo much. But I think I love dad a tad bit more :P

Home with dada

Mum found this video online and shared with dad. I can't stop sharing it with you guys. Here it is, what happens in a couple of hours with your parent. It is tough to handle parents, they throw so many tantrums you see. Here is a wonderful example of what happens when you have to handle your dad on your own!

Woman's day - a 2 year old perspective!

Why do you need to celebrate woman's day? I don't understand. 

Not because I am just 2 years old and will take quite sometime before growing up into a woman, but I don't understand the concept. My mum,who I am told, is a woman and is a wonderful one at that. My grand mums too are women, it seems, and I am told they are awesome too. At home, I don't see a difference between my mum and dad either in their behavior or what they do. Nappy changing, feeding, giving bath, handling my tantrums, play time, colic relief, comfort hugs, emotional outbursts and everything is taken with equal responsibility and they seem to be competing to help me out. I am mighty impressed at their service.

Of course I choose whom I would like to be served by. Mostly it is my favorite person in the whole world - my dad! I really don't understand why he disappears during the day without taking care of me and mum. I think he takes too many breaks from his work (of being at my service). But mum takes good care of me when he is not there. Mum is my fall-back-help. Coming back to women's day, I am told, it is a lot of work being a woman - being a mom, working with a child is like working with a highly irritating, low paying (pay? What pay?), non-appreciative boss without a leave, break continuously for the next 40-50 years of your life. This is your second job apart from being a good daughter to your parents, a good wife (another toughest job in the world) to your husband, a responsible, sensitive, obedient and smart working (paid job), beautiful daughter in law, a hands-on mum and a naturally patient woman who handles any challenge she is put forth against.

So being mum isn't easy. May be you should celebrate such patience, such love, such caring, empathizing, character which is so difficult to play even for a limited time. May be we shouldn't - It is just a part of life, every day is a women's day. A day when she has to fight against all odds both at home, work, society and life... to win, to succeed, to matter, to contribute and to establish the status quo so things don't change.

May be we should - to sensitize people who didn't have time in their life to appreciate, to thank and to acknowledge what they are being blessed with. May be it is necessary to provide a platform to showcase the tireless contribution that deserves the utmost praise for being a mum. So while I grow up and understand all these troublesome, painstaking womanhood, let me live it up by pranking mum, dad, play with my toys, listen to some good (funny sounding dad songs) music, rest, eat, learn and have fun before getting ready to fight the odds, be a winner and contribute to the world after challenging everything set for me to fail. As I am reminded when I see dad, there are some really good dads out there, really good people who would side with me, remove my obstacles, let me grow, learn and fight. 

To all the mums, women out there, here is endless love, a zillion thanks and a really warm woman's day from the bottom of my heart. For all the dads who are hands on (including you dad), all the men who are appreciative, loving, caring and thankful for having a wonderful human being - either a mom, wife, daughter, colleague, friend... Thank you. You guys rock and make it all worthwhile. In your body you may be a man, but in your heart, you are a woman. So Happy woman's day!

I am two and lovely too

Wow! That was fast. Not long ago dad was inviting me into this world and I could see his happy face choking with emotions as I peeped out of mom's tummy and here I am, two years old and viola it was fast. What do I say? It was a roller coaster ride all through and this blog has helped me to stay connected and following my chronicles. I have over 8 million views on facebook and so much love, you guys have been so kind and generous with your prayers. Thank you. Stay with me as I learn to explore more places, people, food and life as a roller coaster. Here is what we did when I turned two!

A new dress, a wonderful cake, lovely balloons and a beautiful family prayer and celebration. We also went to an orphanage and gave away all the money I was intended to shop with. This is second year in a row. Here is my dress for the birthday from Faye. Do you like it?

The sleepy house

I have this toy house that mom got for me and I am exploring its various options. I like this one better. It allows me to look at the world in a different view. Dad feels I still got to learn how to use it but I assured him that I am doing it well. Parents... these days!

If I only learn how to use anything just as it should be, how will I explore and learn on my own? If you teach me everything, why would I learn something else? Won't you give chance to use creativity? If the house has to be standing as I play in it, why would I ever understand how it would be otherwise?!

Yes my house is sleepy. My energy is high but the exploration and learning could be at the cost of a few thousands but the learning is worth. There are multiple dreams in the house and yes let it sleep on, dream on. Let your children dream on.

The little chef

Guess what I do when mom cooks. I cook too! With water spoons and the kadai, with some ingredients and toys in the nonstick tawa, I am a little chef. Dad says he will get me a kitchen when I grow up a little more. I have plastic ones already and enjoy playing with them when I am in the hall but these ones are the real ones which mom uses. I am equally engrossed in books, art, music and what not.

When I first started going to the kitchen mom and dad were really welcoming. Now that I have become quite active and move quickly around the room, mom has requested me to stay away as she is worried about the oil and hot dishes in the kitchen. I am obliging her for now and am leaving her to cook without my supervision. Hopefully dad likes the dishes. I told him that if something is not tasting well he cannot blame me as I am not helping mom.

What about your kids? Do they come and help you in the kitchen? Tell me about you little chefs.

Play time with dad

Yaaaaaay! I am in my favorite place with dad. I love coming here as it has so many toys and jumping bouncing toys for me to play. I am really fond of the slide here with the LED lights. I also like the Aunty who guards the security here likes me and wishes me when I go in or come out.

Mom gets enough time to go shop and relax without worrying about me. It is a luxury you know to be on her own. I am sometimes worried about her safety and really want to be with her when she goes out on her own as she has never been alone. Dad says mom will learn to take care of her own. Where do you go to play?

Slate magic

I just love the slate and slate pencil. After working on walls I fell in love with this slate and am full on at it. Daddy got me the dust free chalks and I am going crazy with them. So many things to write and so little time. Let us zip and go!

Orange treatment

When I go to Sudha aunty's place , I get Orange treatment ;-)

She knows that I love the colour orange.

So is the orange bedsheet and some orange toys.

Out of all the cars she gave me I picked up my favourite orange car.

We had a nice time today But I missed going to playarea and play in sand as dad had to go elsewhere and we left her place early.

Did you observe an orange car in my hand?

Helicopter

Look  what I saw today when I went for an evening walk.
Helicopter. For the first time.
I already have seen it in my board books.
It was making loud noise and my head turned upwards with curiosity to check what it is.
Dad held me to show it. It was amazing.
By that time mom captured this picture, the helicopter went a long way.
I can zoom it and see when I grow up.

My yearly promise for 2015

the Lord make his face shine on you
    and be gracious to you;

numbers 6:25