Blue text is by Amrit Nonan , and Red text is by my mummy!
There are busy people and lazy people I think my Mummy is both.. partly busy partly “ I don’t have time” syndrome… faltu movies she watches on DVD but writing an account of me the adorable, lovable and oh my god so sweet kid she wont do. Hence again I have decided to let you all be enlightened about what all is happening with me.
Rohan, dude this is my blog. But guess what mommy dear its been ages since you blogged. Still it remains MY blog. Oooooh! All caps.. I am scared mom! Ok lets not fight, lets blog together dear. Now now that sounds like a good idea mummy.. you do have flashes of intelligence. Arrey is that how you should talk to your mom? I am being truthful, right? And that’s what you want from me always! Ok whatever.. lets blog away!
Ladies first mom so you blog first.. I learnt chivalrous behavior from Daddy! I love my daddy.. we both have so much fun. Everyday Daddy lets me comb his hair. Then lets me sit with him in pooja room, give me flowers to mess the pooja room floor. Then after the whole day has gone by , mummy has fed me, I have watched my share of TV, he puts me to sleep. He tries to sing but I have to stop him because his baritone is not made for signing (see this is what this species called parents doesn’t understand.. ki bhai ab sab koi kishore kumar nahi na hota.. to bhaiya mat try karo!). He puts me on my crib bed and switches on the AC and fan and tucks me in! I love my Daddy! Oops mom you were supposed to blog.
Yeah thanks darling! So now a lil info on Rohan’s play school. He had two days of orientation. Last two Saturdays. He loved it. Played with the bat balls they gave. Played on the slide and the blocks. However he didn’t mingle with other kids. Neither did the other kids. Most of them were clinging to their parents. Rohan was one of the few who were not looking for us. This was a group, which had kids from playgroup to KG group. Rohan didn’t like the idea of playing inside a small room the 2nd time and blew his top off. Well I guess once his real playgroup starts in June, they would really have to convince him to play inside a room.
Oh I loved my school.! But now they have asked us to come back only in June! L If my mummy has her way the playschool should be from now itself! :)
Hey Rohan lets see what words you know!
Kangaroo > Gangagoo
Bug > Gub
Doggy > Daggy
Puppy > Pupppy
Lizard > Balli (Telugu)
Hyenna > Hyna
Butterfly > Butterlal
Umbrella > Umbela
Drum > Dham dham Dum
Cat > Meow.. so who does Meow > Cat
Nightingale > Nigale
Tiger > Tigerrrrrr
Red > Ed
Blue > Bue
Green > Grrrrrrnnn
Yellow > ellow
Pink > ink
Ball > Ball
Hey Rohan what do you eat in breakfast > Umpa (Upmma) , Mangi (Maggi) , Dosa and idli. Really? Ok Dosa and Idli I eat with great trouble .. me and mummy reach our individual levels of frustration by the time I eat one idli and ¾ of a small dosa. See I like Breakfast that can just slide down my throat.. but nahi this dosa idli will be stuffed in my mouth and I am expected to chew. Arrey jab dusere options hain to kyun chew karein. Now my mother doesn’t understand this. Imagine me poor fellow. I cry which further angers her.. then Dad pitches in.. let him go hungry! Wah wah.. instead of saying give him Mangi dude says let him go hungry.. kaise kaise ma-baap banata hai bhagwan bhi! Tch! Tch!
And you lil one is god’s boon to earth! Right? Do you even fathom how frustrated we get with maha hungama that you create for this mere act of a breakfast? And uh lets not talk about your habit to wake up at 4 am in morning and fidget and move all over the bed in half sleep!
Oh I sleep just fine… I don’t have any memory of this 4AM thing!
:)ok if you say so!
Hey Rohan lets tell them about how we recite rhymes! I recite the line of the rhyme and Rohan speaks the last word of that sentence!
So it goes like this:
Baba Bab black--- Sheep!
Have u any--- ooowl!
Yes Sir Yes Sir
Three bags--- ul
1 for my master, and 1 for the dame
and 1 for Lil Rohan who lives down the---aaaane!
We also sing song na ma!
Lakdi ki --- Kathi!
Kathi pe--- ghoda!
Ghode ki- dumpe! Jo mara –hoda (hathoda)!
Doad Doda doda ghoda dum utha ke Doda!!!
Mummy I also know door, window, curtain, valene (Vaseline), ghee, tea, bikut, golila, cheetahhh,… oh there are so many.. so you get the picture .. I don’t wanna show off!
Now a days Rohan has become very adventurous. If he sees a dog on the road he runs after it. Cats are also welcome. Lizard on wall is best buddy. The nanny has taught him to do shh shh and then when the lizard moves the glee on his face is awesome. And then lizard goes to cbud.
Mummy opice, daddy opice! I know now. I tell mummy everyday “oddu” (No) don’t go to office. But I know she does. Mary aunty plays with me and tells me that mummy will come.
Over all i a man of simple tastes! I don't need jazzy toys. Give me some sand/ mud, some water, some jhadu, dry leaves, twigs.. i am fine and content. I can play for a long time and bother no one. I even play with dust on road, the dry leaves heap that have been swept into a heap by MCH aunty..... i dont even want clean water i am more than happy to splash my shoes in water puddles in the house after plants are watered. I am even ok withn water lft after washing the cars or the poocha water... you see i am also man of equal opportunities .. so i don't differentiate between waters. But tch tch.. these elders in my family are far from understanding me the nobel soul. You should my mother almost going hysterical if she even sees me near the mopping water. My dad's baritone booms in the house when he sees me playing with the earlier mentioned stuff. Me poor soul gets scared. ... My granma lets me play with all the mud that i want .. the other day when grandma was not watching i put mud in my hair. But now i realise that was not such a good thing to do. Well you see since that day my mother has started giving me bath again after i come back from my 1 hour play time downstairs in the morning. So bath before breakfast and bath again before ma leaves for office. I make faces but she ignores and pours water and cleans and again puts cream / talc and a new pair of clothes. AAAAAAAAAA! my lil body how much dirty can it get?
You all have to see Rohan's hands to beleive me. By the time he comes up after playing in the morning his hands, socks, payjama and shoes are brown with mud. The other day i had to wash his hair after he came back because the mud was stuck in his hair that i had oiled nicely just that morning. I had initial thought that i would be able to brush of the mud but when i pur my hand it turned brown.. i had no choice.. all dressed ready to leave for office i had to again give him bath. Also the poor kid in this heat is getting rash.. we are not sure if its all that he touches so to be on safer side... i rewash him and new pair of clothes before i leave for office!
Ok now there can always be more than one way to look at the same thing.. we shall leave it at that!
I have started learning songs that Kankan (Laxman) plays in the car.. i know dheera dheera , go re go go re (all telugu songs).... i like Hey ya also (K calling K)!
There is so much more to write but then this blog will never get published so for now we both will stop here!
