Anything I say now, I add one “eeee” to it.
Ant becomes anteee (Once I saw some ants in the front balcony and shouted loud enough for my next door neighbor aunty to come and enquire whether we called her…!!!)
Papa becomes Puppy (gosh …this name is also applicable to Dog’s little one, isn’t???)
Green becomes greenny
Gems becomes gemssy. Gemssy is my favorite chocolateee now. Yesterday I made my Papa to get five big packets of Gems (According to him, it is Rs 75/- hole in his pocket, just for some stupid chocolates.)
Anyway I enjoy the eating part.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Mmmmmaaaaaa
I was on vacation. Went to Nagpur to attend my Dadaji’s retirement ceremony. Enjoyed every bit of it. I got to see so many people and places when I was in Nagpur.
Another Transformation: I guess, soon I will master the Art of stammering. For Mama, I say MMMMMAmmm. So before even I say one word, my mama decodes my mind and understands it, but she chooses me to complete the sentence. I think she has improved her understanding and decoding skill after I started stammering….
Mmmammma is kind of tensed about this behavior. She talked with my new school teacher. I was happy about her tete -a -tete talk with my teacher. I expected my school teacher to say “Aryan should take a long sabbatical for a year”.
Unfortunately that was not the case. She said : Don’t worry Aryan’s mom, I will handle this change efficiently!!!!!
Bad luck …
NB: Swaram Anunty, I will do your tag soon. Thanks for tagging.
Another Transformation: I guess, soon I will master the Art of stammering. For Mama, I say MMMMMAmmm. So before even I say one word, my mama decodes my mind and understands it, but she chooses me to complete the sentence. I think she has improved her understanding and decoding skill after I started stammering….
Mmmammma is kind of tensed about this behavior. She talked with my new school teacher. I was happy about her tete -a -tete talk with my teacher. I expected my school teacher to say “Aryan should take a long sabbatical for a year”.
Unfortunately that was not the case. She said : Don’t worry Aryan’s mom, I will handle this change efficiently!!!!!
Bad luck …
NB: Swaram Anunty, I will do your tag soon. Thanks for tagging.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Transformations in me!!!
I myself didn’t know about the transformations that happen to me:
Here goes the story
From Daycare my Mama picked me in the evening and we went home.
After sometime I asked Mama for “Votai”
Mama : “What”? You want “Vada”
Aryan: “No, Votai”
Mama:” What is it? Is it some eating stuff?”
Aryan in an irritated tone: “Yes, Mama!!!! Give me Votai”
Mama: “What is that Aryan?”
Aryan crying: “Mama please give me some votia”
Aryan shouting and running here and there for Votai
Mama scared not knowing how to handle
At last Mama:”Aryan, when I come from office tomm, I will get it”. (Thinking that she can decode my mind in the night)
I am extremely bilious and runs near to water filter and ask for Votai
Mama at last decodes it: “Aryan you want water?”
Aryan: “Yes”.
Mama: “You little boy, why can’t you tell “Water, Mum, thanni, pani, neeru, neelu…anything to express your needs. You could have asked me in one of those names, instead of saying VOTAI for Water…..!!!!!!
Yes, that is true!!! I could have thought about different options….Bad memory!!!
Atlast after 45 minutes, I got come votai to drink!!!!! (the point is: I asked Votai, before taking bath, that time my Mama ignored my needs)
You see friends; I cannot pronounce “R”. So this is how it is for me:
Periyamma—Peyaamma
Tamatar—Tamata
For “Water” I now say “Votai”. I cannot say a decent “Wate (without R)”
When will I overcome this problem?
NB: Another transformation is about the change in my opinion that I had about my previous day care. The day care is far better that the new school…For the first time in 1.5 yrs , I urged my Mom to drop me in my old day care rather than dropping me in a new school…..
Here goes the story
From Daycare my Mama picked me in the evening and we went home.
After sometime I asked Mama for “Votai”
Mama : “What”? You want “Vada”
Aryan: “No, Votai”
Mama:” What is it? Is it some eating stuff?”
Aryan in an irritated tone: “Yes, Mama!!!! Give me Votai”
Mama: “What is that Aryan?”
Aryan crying: “Mama please give me some votia”
Aryan shouting and running here and there for Votai
Mama scared not knowing how to handle
At last Mama:”Aryan, when I come from office tomm, I will get it”. (Thinking that she can decode my mind in the night)
I am extremely bilious and runs near to water filter and ask for Votai
Mama at last decodes it: “Aryan you want water?”
Aryan: “Yes”.
Mama: “You little boy, why can’t you tell “Water, Mum, thanni, pani, neeru, neelu…anything to express your needs. You could have asked me in one of those names, instead of saying VOTAI for Water…..!!!!!!
Yes, that is true!!! I could have thought about different options….Bad memory!!!
Atlast after 45 minutes, I got come votai to drink!!!!! (the point is: I asked Votai, before taking bath, that time my Mama ignored my needs)
You see friends; I cannot pronounce “R”. So this is how it is for me:
Periyamma—Peyaamma
Tamatar—Tamata
For “Water” I now say “Votai”. I cannot say a decent “Wate (without R)”
When will I overcome this problem?
NB: Another transformation is about the change in my opinion that I had about my previous day care. The day care is far better that the new school…For the first time in 1.5 yrs , I urged my Mom to drop me in my old day care rather than dropping me in a new school…..
Monday, June 22, 2009
Happy Fathers Day
My papa is so sweet. I always like to imitate him, I get dressed like him, talk like him, sleep like him, eat like him…..…
Yesterday being papa’s day, my papa asked me, what I would do on Father’s day. I simply said that I would get a cake for my papa.
But neither Mama, nor Papa took me out of the house to get a little cake for my papa.
It is ok, even without cake I love you papa (You and Mama give similar sort of reasons when you don’t get me the things that I want; so just following your pattern)
Yesterday being papa’s day, my papa asked me, what I would do on Father’s day. I simply said that I would get a cake for my papa.
But neither Mama, nor Papa took me out of the house to get a little cake for my papa.
It is ok, even without cake I love you papa (You and Mama give similar sort of reasons when you don’t get me the things that I want; so just following your pattern)
Friday, June 19, 2009
Splash Pool
This week ended with splash pool saga. Somehow I refused to sit or float in the pool. I was simply standing and splashing the water.
After half an hour, I came out and started playing with slides and swings. Girls were still playing; while we two boys chose to do more of sliding than splashing.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Is this real!!!!!
School is a place where Mama should sit with me and help me to play with the toys…..Isn’t it?
For the past three days that is what she was doing, but today suddenly she is saying she needs to go and be away from me….leaving me all alone in the school environment.
Beads, blocks, sandpit, toys, crafts, stitching, sketching, coloring, gardening, tower making, chapatti making..…nothing nothing is interesting and no longer exciting me without my sweet Mama….
Today I was running behind Mama to hold me and take me with her, to her office.
Seeing this melodrama, such a grave sympathetic looks I get from the surroundings…but no sympathy from my Mama…
Mama, please don’t drop me or leave me alone…I will come with you to office…I know to play with computers also, are you aware of that????
Next week; Mama is saying she will drop me alone in school bus!!!!! Gosh can someone help me???
For the past three days that is what she was doing, but today suddenly she is saying she needs to go and be away from me….leaving me all alone in the school environment.
Beads, blocks, sandpit, toys, crafts, stitching, sketching, coloring, gardening, tower making, chapatti making..…nothing nothing is interesting and no longer exciting me without my sweet Mama….
Today I was running behind Mama to hold me and take me with her, to her office.
Seeing this melodrama, such a grave sympathetic looks I get from the surroundings…but no sympathy from my Mama…
Mama, please don’t drop me or leave me alone…I will come with you to office…I know to play with computers also, are you aware of that????
Next week; Mama is saying she will drop me alone in school bus!!!!! Gosh can someone help me???
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Wonder 6 School
The world is wonderful and you can learn many things till the age of 6, good theme for my first school “Wonder 6”. Today was my first day in school. Mama was more tensed than me. She was behaving as if it is her first day in school. I guess not all Mamas are of this tension category. .. . .anyways.
For a week, she needs to assist me in getting used to the school environment for one hour and then she drops me in Rays daycare and then goes to office. I don’t like to leave my Mama. Why can’t she take me to office????
Weekend update:
1.Yesterday, my new friend of my age, K, and her Mom came to my house. K’s mom is my teacher in Wonder 6 School. I am always deceptive if any new kid or any new faces drop in to my house. I make sure that my toys are in place and I simply sit in my chair and observe them rather than talking with them. My Mom starts her hostess behavior and yesterday she advised me to assist her in giving snacks and water to the guests. I took the task of taking snacks and my Mom got water.
K’s mom had come for a house visit and wanted to spend some time with me to see how I get adjusted. My mama was nonstop chatter box explaining about me and my habits to my new teacher, while I was busy observing the surroundings.
After a while they were about to leave and they reached near the main door.
I went and asked Mama.: “Mama, did they take her Cap?”
Mama said: “I don’t know”
Then Mama asked K’s Mom: “K’s Mom did you take K’s cap”
She replied:” Yes I did. Thank you Aryan for reminding. ”
Then K’s Mom said to my Mama” Your kid is a good at grasping the things……”
Mama looked at me and smiled.
K’s cap was so attractive, with a shining blue lace….that I couldn’t keep my eyes out from it. Why do only girls have such good caps/hats?
Sometimes isn’t it boring to be a boy? No hats, No Bindi’s, No hairbands, No earrings, No lipsticks……..
2.Yesterday, my Mama took me out to buy a Lollipop. Mr Pop lollipop is totally out of stock in every shop ….We went in a city bus, because of the following reasons:
-For a long time I was craving to go in a city bus. I feel so good to sit in a city bus and travel. Why can’t Papa get on Bus for me?
-To buy Rs 2 lollipop, my Mom did not want to hire a Rs 20 auto. According to her it is not a bad logic, but I neither understand logic, nor maths….so the first reasons is the best for me.
3.My Mama didn’t want any jazz purchase before going to Wonder6. She simply sensed that my sipper needs a change and thus just got a sipper that suits me the best. Thank you….and hope she also senses that I need a belt, a watch, a sandal…etc etc like Papa….because I like to get dressed like Papa.
For a week, she needs to assist me in getting used to the school environment for one hour and then she drops me in Rays daycare and then goes to office. I don’t like to leave my Mama. Why can’t she take me to office????
Weekend update:
1.Yesterday, my new friend of my age, K, and her Mom came to my house. K’s mom is my teacher in Wonder 6 School. I am always deceptive if any new kid or any new faces drop in to my house. I make sure that my toys are in place and I simply sit in my chair and observe them rather than talking with them. My Mom starts her hostess behavior and yesterday she advised me to assist her in giving snacks and water to the guests. I took the task of taking snacks and my Mom got water.
K’s mom had come for a house visit and wanted to spend some time with me to see how I get adjusted. My mama was nonstop chatter box explaining about me and my habits to my new teacher, while I was busy observing the surroundings.
After a while they were about to leave and they reached near the main door.
I went and asked Mama.: “Mama, did they take her Cap?”
Mama said: “I don’t know”
Then Mama asked K’s Mom: “K’s Mom did you take K’s cap”
She replied:” Yes I did. Thank you Aryan for reminding. ”
Then K’s Mom said to my Mama” Your kid is a good at grasping the things……”
Mama looked at me and smiled.
K’s cap was so attractive, with a shining blue lace….that I couldn’t keep my eyes out from it. Why do only girls have such good caps/hats?
Sometimes isn’t it boring to be a boy? No hats, No Bindi’s, No hairbands, No earrings, No lipsticks……..
2.Yesterday, my Mama took me out to buy a Lollipop. Mr Pop lollipop is totally out of stock in every shop ….We went in a city bus, because of the following reasons:
-For a long time I was craving to go in a city bus. I feel so good to sit in a city bus and travel. Why can’t Papa get on Bus for me?
-To buy Rs 2 lollipop, my Mom did not want to hire a Rs 20 auto. According to her it is not a bad logic, but I neither understand logic, nor maths….so the first reasons is the best for me.
3.My Mama didn’t want any jazz purchase before going to Wonder6. She simply sensed that my sipper needs a change and thus just got a sipper that suits me the best. Thank you….and hope she also senses that I need a belt, a watch, a sandal…etc etc like Papa….because I like to get dressed like Papa.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Random Conversations
1.Papa and Aryan talking
Papa: Do you want to become an Engineer, when you grow big?
Aryan: NO
Papa: Do you want to become a Doctor, when you grow?
Aryan: NO way Papa
Papa: Then what do you want to become?
Aryan: I want to become a Prince. That is it.
Papa thinking: ??? Which century this guy is in???
2.Aryan and Mama watching TV
Mama: Aryan, see this is “Vishal”. See how he is dancing.
Aryan: No mama, this is not “Vishal”. This is “TV Vishal”. Vishal is my Papa. Mama, you don’t know this much also????
3.Aryan at his Day care
Aryan in a sad tone: “A”, why did you cut your hair? (“A” is a girl of his age)
A: ???
Aryan: Did you cry when you went to Saloon?
A: NO
Aryan: You are a good girl, but I will cry if a go to Saloon. Mamma says, that is why I am a bad boy.
Somtimes it is good to be a Bad boy. Isn't?
Papa: Do you want to become an Engineer, when you grow big?
Aryan: NO
Papa: Do you want to become a Doctor, when you grow?
Aryan: NO way Papa
Papa: Then what do you want to become?
Aryan: I want to become a Prince. That is it.
Papa thinking: ??? Which century this guy is in???
2.Aryan and Mama watching TV
Mama: Aryan, see this is “Vishal”. See how he is dancing.
Aryan: No mama, this is not “Vishal”. This is “TV Vishal”. Vishal is my Papa. Mama, you don’t know this much also????
3.Aryan at his Day care
Aryan in a sad tone: “A”, why did you cut your hair? (“A” is a girl of his age)
A: ???
Aryan: Did you cry when you went to Saloon?
A: NO
Aryan: You are a good girl, but I will cry if a go to Saloon. Mamma says, that is why I am a bad boy.
Somtimes it is good to be a Bad boy. Isn't?
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Summer Special
1. Stones are erecting on my head. Mama said it I because of summer and she advised me to drink more water. The after effect: I am always in the rest room…..
2. Oye Summer Summer Oye : I am in summer camp and have made a mouse, a caterpillar and a fan. Thanks Uma madam. My Mom is yet to see my master pieces; I can bring it home at the end of summer camp only.
3. I am a “Banian chaddi wala” at home…no fancy dresses….the temperature is shooting up high. It is 45 C.
4. I am in the mood of frequent hair cuts for an ease feeling. (Though I cry and try to run away when I reach the Saloon).
5. Last but not the least: I have been enrolled for Montessori System of education and will be attending the classes from June 15th. My Mom says; selecting a school is tougher than selecting a MBA college? True? False?
2. Oye Summer Summer Oye : I am in summer camp and have made a mouse, a caterpillar and a fan. Thanks Uma madam. My Mom is yet to see my master pieces; I can bring it home at the end of summer camp only.
3. I am a “Banian chaddi wala” at home…no fancy dresses….the temperature is shooting up high. It is 45 C.
4. I am in the mood of frequent hair cuts for an ease feeling. (Though I cry and try to run away when I reach the Saloon).
5. Last but not the least: I have been enrolled for Montessori System of education and will be attending the classes from June 15th. My Mom says; selecting a school is tougher than selecting a MBA college? True? False?
Monday, February 16, 2009
SpiderMan
I am a fan of spider man. I stand like him, I wear T-shirts with his pictures, and I try to walk like him. My mother was the one who indulged this craze in me.
The history goes like this: On one Sunday, during the mid of January she saw spider man movie which came in Star plus. I also had to watch that with her and somehow I understood what spider man is……..
Yesterday, My papa and Mama were talking. I was playing with my colors. Suddenly my Papa said, what to do, “Great Power comes with Great responsibility.” Like a lightening, something clicked in my mind. Wait what did papa say, Great power……oh…
“ PAPA SPIDERMAN SAYS THIS NOT PAPAs””. This is what I told him….
My Papa was little taken aback with my words, but he chose to keep quiet and move on……
Why was he shocked?
1.Did he expect that: When I am playing, I keep my ears and eyes shut and I am oblivious of what people are talking in the surroundings?
2.Did he expect that: I have a poor memory and I don’t recollect what my favorite movie star’s dialogue is?
3.Did he expect that: I am a dumb 2.6 yrs old kid, who simply knows to listen rather than voice my opinion in a discussion?
The history goes like this: On one Sunday, during the mid of January she saw spider man movie which came in Star plus. I also had to watch that with her and somehow I understood what spider man is……..
Yesterday, My papa and Mama were talking. I was playing with my colors. Suddenly my Papa said, what to do, “Great Power comes with Great responsibility.” Like a lightening, something clicked in my mind. Wait what did papa say, Great power……oh…
“ PAPA SPIDERMAN SAYS THIS NOT PAPAs””. This is what I told him….
My Papa was little taken aback with my words, but he chose to keep quiet and move on……
Why was he shocked?
1.Did he expect that: When I am playing, I keep my ears and eyes shut and I am oblivious of what people are talking in the surroundings?
2.Did he expect that: I have a poor memory and I don’t recollect what my favorite movie star’s dialogue is?
3.Did he expect that: I am a dumb 2.6 yrs old kid, who simply knows to listen rather than voice my opinion in a discussion?
Monday, January 19, 2009
HAPPY-SAD Drama
My Mom was saying that I should drink more water, otherwise stomach will pain when I poop. Don’t you think this is getting into heights????
The problem is, she feeds me full stomach telling all fancy stories and immediately after that she expects me to drink water. Yesterday I refused.
She said:” Aryan, Mama sad if you don’t drink water….”. She went to one corner of the room, sat there, and started crying. I couldn’t see her sadness. Even though I know she becomes sad to get the things done from me, I just drank the whole glass of water to see the artificial happiness that glows on her face.
My Mama thinks that I am oblivious about her melodrama, but Mama why don’t you understand that when I need to get things done from you (like not sending me to day care), I will also hoist the same Happy-Sad drama..
What do you say friends?
The problem is, she feeds me full stomach telling all fancy stories and immediately after that she expects me to drink water. Yesterday I refused.
She said:” Aryan, Mama sad if you don’t drink water….”. She went to one corner of the room, sat there, and started crying. I couldn’t see her sadness. Even though I know she becomes sad to get the things done from me, I just drank the whole glass of water to see the artificial happiness that glows on her face.
My Mama thinks that I am oblivious about her melodrama, but Mama why don’t you understand that when I need to get things done from you (like not sending me to day care), I will also hoist the same Happy-Sad drama..
What do you say friends?
Monday, January 5, 2009
To Mama with Love.
Last year, my Mom wrote a sweet letter in this blog. That was my New Year gift. This year she totally forgot to write such lovely letters. Here is a synopsis of last year’s letter:
"Oh my dear Aryan..I love you. May this year be full of blossoms in your life. You will learn to talk properly, you will learn to eat by yourself, you will learn to behave socially with other kids, you will learn to sleep alone, you will learn to play more…..oh no so many milestones ahead”
The bottom line is, whatever my Mom wanted, I have achieved it last year. Most importantly I got adjusted with daycare. I talk, walk, eat, smile, cry etc etc. Behave socially (though I don’t share any of my toys), sleep alone, got weaned, play more………
So now this year, let me write a letter to my Mom.
My dear Mama,
I am your flower, your essence of life, your beauty and of course your beast….Why do you get angry when I throw tantrums? When I get angry, Mama, please try to be calm and except my beatings. When you get angry, I will cry calmly and I don’t expect you to beat me, because you love me so much….
Can we embrace this strategy as our New Year resolution?
"Oh my dear Aryan..I love you. May this year be full of blossoms in your life. You will learn to talk properly, you will learn to eat by yourself, you will learn to behave socially with other kids, you will learn to sleep alone, you will learn to play more…..oh no so many milestones ahead”
The bottom line is, whatever my Mom wanted, I have achieved it last year. Most importantly I got adjusted with daycare. I talk, walk, eat, smile, cry etc etc. Behave socially (though I don’t share any of my toys), sleep alone, got weaned, play more………
So now this year, let me write a letter to my Mom.
My dear Mama,
I am your flower, your essence of life, your beauty and of course your beast….Why do you get angry when I throw tantrums? When I get angry, Mama, please try to be calm and except my beatings. When you get angry, I will cry calmly and I don’t expect you to beat me, because you love me so much….
Can we embrace this strategy as our New Year resolution?
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