Patti’s House

Trivandrum trip was an amazing trip I had ever had. First of all, I was so excited travelling in flight. I slept the first one hour and the second hour I was busy shutting and opening the flight window. I smiled whole heartedly at whomever I saw and tried to grab their attention. In fact, Aryan Dada was behaving matured. First day, I was cranky, from next day I was totally different roaming all around and playing with my cousins. I was at the garden, running behind butterflies and ants, plucking flowers, leaves, playing with ball, playing with water …. I saw peacock, mynah, crow, pigeon, canary, parrot, and woodpecker, cuckoo…..jackfruits, coconut trees, banana trees, banyan tree, temple elephant…unending list. The best part of my trip was Navvya- My sweet little sister. I get so fascinated when she tries to call me Dada. At least when my mom says I am her Dada, I feel so big…..I love my periamma and Navvya. I just miss my patti’s house now. It was such a wonderful trip. Even now when my Mamma says, where is butterfly…I just try to see everywhere. Off late I am fascinated by all construction toys. I play with Aryan Dada’s construction toys, wear his shirt. I just like to do whatever he does. Whatever he eats, I also need it. If he goes to pee, even I will go. If he jumps, even I will jump. I just have been imitating him. I am also an ardent devotee when I go to temple. I do namaskaram everywhere and anywhere in the temple premise. I extend my hand for Prasad. I say Sai baba, Sai baba…All gods are Sai Baba for me. Last but not least…..I call my Mom- Abba..Abba..”M” pronunciation out of Arjun’s Memory card!!

TH

There are no words to write about TH- My fav Library.

It is a complete solace to be there during weekends and this weekend was the best. It was summer kickoff program that commenced with a story telling event. My mom was mesmerized by the way it was presented. I loved it and thanks to Treasure house for this event...Hats off to them.

MY Vocabulary

Things that I know are:

Vehicles: Car, Concrete mixer, bus, train, Autorickshaw
Nature: Flowers, plants, ants, and caterpillar
Fruits: Apple, banana, pappaya..(All my mom's efforts to teach me more fruits are in vain)
Veggies: Potato, Tomato (though that is apple to me)
Toys: Ball, Balloon, bat, books, Mickey Mouse, giraffe, tiger, turtle, dog, cow, stag, elephant, cookie..bookie (all those soft toys that Aryan Dada has)

But the funny part is: I can only say few words like car, flower, plant, and ball. Whenever I see anything else and if I cannot say them…..I shriek and shout pointing my fingers, until Mamma tells its name.

So 24/7..I get to shout!!! Oh god, when will I start pronouncing these names!!

So far So good..

My mom keeps telling she will post, but she is extremely lazy. Lot of things happening in Aryan-Arjun’s household for the past two months…

Now My mom is working from home.So she end up working 24/7.

On Jan 26th, I became Bhagat Singh

On Jan 28th, I went to Ramoji Flim city with my cousins Divya and Shiv.

On Jan 29th we got Arjun’s hair cut from a temple called Yadagirigutta. Arjun cried lot, and seeing him crying I also cried. I was feeling very sad for my brother and was scolding Mamma for putting Arjun into trouble. But Arjun looks smart without hair….

During mid Feb, Arjun got admitted in hospital for fever. I cried seeing him being pierced with injections…Bad Doctors. (Now you know who is the cry baby in our house)

When Arjun was discharged, I got fever, somehow escaped getting admitted in hospital.

Now my Mom’s eye is infected with conjunctivitis….

Of all these stuffs, I am happy that my school closes next week and in between I participated on one story telling and poem recitation completion.

I Also got one “good job” badge from school!!!

Bon-Fire

Our first Bon-fire was indeed an experience to be noted. Treasure House is the best place in terms of organizing such events for the kids. It was on Saturday at 6:00 PM.

We made sure we reached on time as TH tends to starts activities on time. Usually mamma decides on the books that I read, hence she went to get the new set of books. Pappa was playing with Arjun. I was getting all excited with the whole concept of Bon-fire.

We all sat around the fire and it was such a great experience. Swetha aunty told us about fire god and his wife. She also told us the story of Vikramaditya. Arjun was at his best. He just wanted catch hold of the fire. He ran here and there and was squealing with delight. After the story telling session, we barbequed marshmallows and they roasted the corn for us.

Anyway kudos to TH team for organizing this event.

Pappa and Me

Aryan Dada is a typical mamma boy. Pappa never understands this concept of being a Mamma boy (Pappa calls Aryan Dada as “Roshesh” of Sarabhai VS Sarabhai TV serial!!!) or Pappa boy. But it was me , who proved Pappa that BOYS can be both MAMMA and PAPPA BOYS.

I am always behind Pappa. I exactly know when he comes from office, and I wait for him. Whenever I feel like talking to him, I keep my hand on my ear and pretend as if I am calling him. Whenever I miss him, I look for his photo and non-stop say papa papppa Pappa…..Infact I have not yet learned to say mamma, but I can always say Pappa, pappa, pappa……. As soon as I wake up in the morning, I want my Pappa to lift me and be with me!!! If he is on transit, I make my mamma’s life miserable!!!!

Hence in Arjun’s household, Pappa has his share too in bringing up kids and now he understands how it feels when I am extremely fond of him..
Pappa do you feel very happy???? Atleast I feel very happy to be with you!!!

Kolaveri Di

Well, here is the incident.

The girl called N, melts me a lot. I feel like giving her all the snacks that I take to school. Every day I ask my Mom to pack special snacks for her. Once I thought I will give her one Lollipop. The next day when I offered, she refused to it. Then again she asked me, I was happy and gave her. She took that and gave to another boy “K”…

My heart broke….Now My mamma says I should listen to this soup song!!!So that is what I am doing now….listening to "Why this Kolaveri..

Arjun-Aryan

Rockstar photo!!! Yes, it is me!!!

This week’s topic is “Jungle safari”. Me and my papa cut few pictures from young world and have prepared a chart.

Btw, Arjun can recognize a dog and also Dada (Me) with the noise that we make. Whenever he sees a dog, he says bow bow and whenever he sees me or hears my voice he says Dada, dada….!!! Do you guys see any connection???

Tale of Blue Nighty...

Well..it is Arjun now. When mamma leaves him and goes to office, he chooses to hold mamma's "blue Nighty" and sit in one place: The same "BLUE NIGHTY" that I used to hold and sit at my daycare when I was 1.5yrs......

Here is the link

What to say..." the Blue nighty legend is back"

Cutting Ears

Aryan, “ Mamma, I only gave the library book to teacher, not the other HW book”
Mamma, “ Why?”

Aryan, “I forgot.”

Mamma, “OK”

After sometime, Mamma questions me, “ Aryan, how can you forget? Both the books were kept together in the bag. So, when you took your Library book, you must have seen the HW book right?

Aryan, “No, I forgot”

After sometime…

Mamma, “You know Aryan, Murugan ummachi ( Murugan God) is running here and there with a knife.”

Aryan, “Why?”

Mamma, “To cut the ears of kids who lie”

Aryan keeping his hand on ears, “Mamma, I forgot.”

Mamma, “What you forgot dear, I did not ask you anything. Oh, that topic of giving book!!! Did you really forgot or you didn’t want to give?
Remember murugan ummachi running here and there with a knife.”

Aryan, “Actually Mamma, I didn’t want to give”

Mamma, “Great…you told the truth. Whatever it is, Aryan always you should say the truth to Mamma and Papa. We know everything.”

Aryan, “Even Papa knows everything?”

Mamma, “Yes.”

Aryan, “Even Murugan ummachi knows everything?”

Mamma, “Yes, of course”

Aryan, “Phew”

At night…….
Aryan, “Mamma, cover my ears!!!!”

Mamma, “You don’t worry, you have told the truth”

Mamma thinking, “Is there any other lie that I did not catch?????

Updates so far…..

On my 5th Birthday, I was at Shiridi with my parents and my grandparents. We got good Darshan.

Evening went to Shanishingapur and from there to Mumbai. I met my little sister, Navya Kutti. She is my periyamma’s cute little daughter. I felt like lifting her and running away!!!!!!

Mumbai rains were awesome; just that it made us stay at home.
Now that I am no more a kid, my Mom says she doesn’t have anything to write about me!!!! She says, it is time to record Arjun’s antics. Well, I think, I am still a kid.

Arjun is very active, he is able to stand alone and able to walk with support. He eats anything and everything.

If you wave Bye to him, he reciprocates.

If you ask him to come to you, he crawls very fast and comes. The speed of his crawling depends on who calls him. If I call, he comes to me with so much delight.

He likes to sit in one place and rotate like a clock.

He has two little teeth and hence I call him Old man!!!

Ok coming to me, this is the “week of Music” in our school. I have to dress like a rock star on Friday. Well, my mom said, she will get one funky wig and some funky cloths and asked me to pick one toy guitar and go. And I blatantly refused it. I said, I will dress normally and will have my flute with me!!!! What is use of becoming rock star, when I don’t sync with any such favorite rock stars?????

But she convinced me and dressed me. Will share the pic soon…..

Birthday Month

Hip hip hurray…..It is my birthday month. This month I will complete 5 yrs of my life. I have many disadvantages than advantages.

1.For anything and everything my Mamma says, “Aryan you are old now, do it yourself.”
2.She expects me to help her, in cleaning and doing other chores when she is around. I can no longer afford to have a messy room. Moreover, if crayons are around, Arjun would eat it…
3.She wants me to eat all alone and that too spicy food.
4.She wants me to take bath and wash potty alone.
5.She wants me to take care of Arjun, when she is not around…
6.She doesn’t even allow me to CRY. Even if I cry for something, she simply announces..”BIG BOYS DON’TCRY”..I feel little inferior when I hear this and I stop crying. But sometimes, I can’t help but CRY!!
7.Last but not the least…..she will make me sleep in a separate room from August 27th, 2011. Not sure how we both are going to succeed in this attempt.

However, the good things I feel about growing old is:

1.Arjun calls me Dada
2.I am growing tall like a giraffe…
3.I am getting more power like Chota Bheem
4.I can read now. Atleast three letter words and books related to those words.
5.I can recite one full story to Arjun
6.Last but not the least, I can boldly tell my mamma about what I want and what I don’t.
Sometimes, she also forgets that I am old enough to make decision. If I say I don’t want to eat, she forces, If I say I want to watch TV, she denies…

One rigmarole Mom she is. Today morning she even forgot that it is PT uniform on Thursday. She made me wear the normal uniform and I trusted her decision. Later when I realized that today is Thursday, I had to change it…One slow processor mom I have!!! Probably she is growing too old!!!!!