The past week has been really annoying with customer service calls that never got resolved and are still Work-in-Progress. My posts on them are also W-I-P. Meanwhile, I felt like cheering up myself by remembering the anecdotes of my kids, that my mother recites over the phone exuberantly.
Ammu (my lil one) started pre-school. Mom would go and drop her everyday and come back. After a week or so, she started telling my mom, "ammamma, I am not going upstairs. I am going to stay down only". Reason being classrooms are upstairs and the play area is downstairs..ummm.
She is learning to write alphabets and every piece of paper in her vicinity, her skin, her clothes, the walls..nothing is spared. Everything is filled with As and Bs. :)
One day she was talking to me over the phone and let out a big scream. I rather say it a holler. When I asked her, why did you shout? She says: "Because I am mad". I said, "You are not going to talk like that". Then she says: "I am crack and I have a calculation for that" (This is translated. It's a movie dialogue in telugu). Sigh!! The reason for her yell is, my aunt just came in and she adores my aunt....another hmmm...
The other day was Krishnastami and all the kids in her school were asked to wear colour dress. The girls were told to wear Langa. (Lehenga). She noticed a dress between her clothes and says to mom: "Ammamma...teacher told, Amulya you must wear an orange dress tomorrow". That was a chudidar bought for her bday. Having fixed it in her mind that she wants to wear it, she repeats the same thing that night and goes to sleep. Next day, while getting her ready to school, mom tries to put on the lehenga and she says, "No, teacher told amulya you must wear an orange dress". She wears it and off she goes. Mom tells me, "Can you believe she is the only one in the whole school who is wearing a chuidaar?"...hmm..that's my 3 year old.
Wanted to post this yesterday and couldn't as I was rushing to SFO airport to pick up my son. His musings: "Amma, in India while watching a movie, why do people shout and whistle when heroes say dialogues?"
"Amma, in India, why are there shops everywhere, like on the roads?"
Mom has given him $10 to keep with him or buy food on the way. He says, "amma, I wanted to buy a perfume in the airport as your birthday present, but, pcchh..they are so expensive. Each one is like $89". His thought itself is my biggest present...:)
P.S: To all my blogger friends, as he is back from vacation and we have decided to spend more time with him to bring him out of the alien world, I won't be seen frequently. However, I will try not to miss reading all your wonderful posts. Please do keep in touch and don't forget this new friend. Cheers!!
Ammu (my lil one) started pre-school. Mom would go and drop her everyday and come back. After a week or so, she started telling my mom, "ammamma, I am not going upstairs. I am going to stay down only". Reason being classrooms are upstairs and the play area is downstairs..ummm.
She is learning to write alphabets and every piece of paper in her vicinity, her skin, her clothes, the walls..nothing is spared. Everything is filled with As and Bs. :)
One day she was talking to me over the phone and let out a big scream. I rather say it a holler. When I asked her, why did you shout? She says: "Because I am mad". I said, "You are not going to talk like that". Then she says: "I am crack and I have a calculation for that" (This is translated. It's a movie dialogue in telugu). Sigh!! The reason for her yell is, my aunt just came in and she adores my aunt....another hmmm...
The other day was Krishnastami and all the kids in her school were asked to wear colour dress. The girls were told to wear Langa. (Lehenga). She noticed a dress between her clothes and says to mom: "Ammamma...teacher told, Amulya you must wear an orange dress tomorrow". That was a chudidar bought for her bday. Having fixed it in her mind that she wants to wear it, she repeats the same thing that night and goes to sleep. Next day, while getting her ready to school, mom tries to put on the lehenga and she says, "No, teacher told amulya you must wear an orange dress". She wears it and off she goes. Mom tells me, "Can you believe she is the only one in the whole school who is wearing a chuidaar?"...hmm..that's my 3 year old.
Wanted to post this yesterday and couldn't as I was rushing to SFO airport to pick up my son. His musings: "Amma, in India while watching a movie, why do people shout and whistle when heroes say dialogues?"
"Amma, in India, why are there shops everywhere, like on the roads?"
Mom has given him $10 to keep with him or buy food on the way. He says, "amma, I wanted to buy a perfume in the airport as your birthday present, but, pcchh..they are so expensive. Each one is like $89". His thought itself is my biggest present...:)
P.S: To all my blogger friends, as he is back from vacation and we have decided to spend more time with him to bring him out of the alien world, I won't be seen frequently. However, I will try not to miss reading all your wonderful posts. Please do keep in touch and don't forget this new friend. Cheers!!
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Hi FIF,
ReplyDeleteCute daughter you have. Both ur kids stay away with your parents? So vacation must be over special...Have fun.
Sure, she is. Thank you Jaish. No, both went for vacation, but he is back. She's gonna stay there for this yr may be..
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ReplyDeleteI liked the question why do people cheer and whistel in cinema, Recently well last year I will say went to see Delhi Belly in london about 15 of us and WHAT fun we had oh yes imagine London Piccadily , and the whistles and all that he he he it was fun ..
and yes definitely a thought that counts m he wanted to buy a perfume for you awwwwwwwwwww god bless the little one ..
Bikram's
Hehehe....i know how it is. My hubby is one of those whistlers...really, the thought counts...I can't expect any such thoughts when he grows big and gets his wife though...:) so, let me savour the moment...:)
Deleteso sweet :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Uma...ya, these growing up years are really sweet...at the same time a big pain in the.....:)
Deletesuch a sweet thought, and that is what counts :). And all walls *sigh*!
ReplyDeleteYou know the devilish wish I have? I want her to do that on my apt walls here and see her dad's pleasure when he pays the fine. Otherwise, if I want to put anything on the wall or fix the curtain rods, he goes nononono.....ya, a sweet though. I felt so happy
DeleteMy husband was extra finicky! He never allowed kids to scribble on walls, and painting had to be done after spreading newspapers on the floor and protecting floors :).
DeleteI totally understand how they feel about it. That's why I have these devilish wishes..If me or my son did anything, we are gone. If it's my daughter, I know he won't say anything..:P That's why I am waiting for that moment..hehe..I am so bad ;)
DeleteSuch a cute post. Do spend time with your son, blogging can take a temporary back seat :-)
ReplyDeleteThank u so much santosh. Welcome here. Yeah, donno how to handle him...btw, how do I get notifications of your blog?
DeleteSuch a cute post. Your daughter is a sweetheart :)
ReplyDeleteThank u Jas...sure, she is...:)
Deletehey found in folsom, you are going to be a 'not-so-active' blogger from now on, damn! guess what? i have couple of posts lined up and after that even i won't be seen that often. but being an eternal show off, i am going to write a post on that as well :D
ReplyDeleteOh Deb, don't you worry? How can I miss reading your posts? I still will have some time on the train to cover on what I am missing. But the frequency and speed of responding changes...:)
DeleteA very sweet post indeed, Latha:)
ReplyDeleteThank you Rahul ji...:)
DeleteHe wanted to buy you perfume??? Your son is a keeper! Lucky will be his girlfriend when he grows up...! He must be getting his lovely traits from you, Latha. Your blog is so light and easy on the soul. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteAfter reading your comment, I just asked him few minutes back if it was true. He reaffirmed it...:) hehe..that's what I think too..he already has big plans for his wife and how many kids to have too..umm.. And thank you for your sweet comments..that was the first thing I saw after I opened my eyes today..you made my day..:)
DeleteThank you Ashwini...I don't know how lucky I am. I will know it once grows up...:)
ReplyDeleteHi Latha,
ReplyDeleteyou wrote this blog in August.I am sure you must have had a great time with your sonny.How sweet of him to wish to buy a perfume for his Mom!!And the little one....she is a darling!! She knows how to have her own ways.
(hope you dont mind my addressing you Latha)
Absolutely not. Am indebted to you for going through all my posts and taking time to comment on most of them, what else could I ask a reader for? Yeah, right now, am out of project and spending time with him after school. Yes, that sweet gesture amuses me till date. Oh and my daughter, she is 'Amulya'm to us. She does get her way.
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