Teary Eyed

...somethings well actually very few things...these days make me really teary!!! This is one of them!!

Yesterday, I reached home late (traffic jams at shil phata are horrendous!!). As I walked in I was greeted by a pair of hands (Champ!!) who wanted to be picked up and another pair of hands and eyes which were concentrating on completing their studies (Cuckoo, playing teacher teacher!!!).

I hugged and kissed and moved on to do my daily chores. As I sat down with warm food to feed the lil brats, there was a down pour of stories to be foretold ( I love listening to the constant rambling!!). So the brat was busy explaining what all his lovely drawings meant which included an Alien Generator(machine that builds/creates Alien), Cuckoo on the other hand insisted she wanted to continue with her teacher-teacher game with baba. That's strange!! as Cuckoo is the one with a large number of stories, ending with WHY-a-certain-person-does-something? eg., Why do big people fight? Why are you sad? Why can't we do this? why can't we do that?

Amma had her share of story to tell. Apparently, this morning - amma left some utensils unwashed in the sink and headed to the bathroom. In the meantime, Cuckoo saw that amma was struggling to do her chores. So cuckoo with her baby hands finished washing the utensils the way a baby could, left them for drying on the kitchen platform. She then headed to do another task. Whilst Amma sat down to rest for few mins, Cuckoo served her breakfast of rotis and bhaajis and water.
Amma was choked!

So was I, when I heard what cuckoo had to say "Mumma you do so much work, I thought I would help you."

My dearest Cuckoo,
Although, I am proud of what you did today - I would rather, you lead a carefree way of going about your life - like a child does. Only hoping to play, to eat chocolates, to have fun with friends etc.
I would want you to be a child first - a small baby butterfly.
Happy Birthday in advance baby!!!
Have a great year ahead!!!

God Bless!!
Luv,
Mumma

I am

gucha (gussa)!!!!

Says my lil baba!! And when the 6.5 years old lil man is gussa you better ask him "why?"

Here we are, so happily heading for shopping and after a longggggggggggg time look forward to the happy times ahead!!!

And here is baba who started off on a crib session!!
You cann't ignore when he talks like that!! Makes a sullen face, hands crossed across his chest and tears welling in his eyes, looking down and talking and again repeats "I am gucha" (I go awwwwwwww so cute at the same time I can't encourage crib sessions all the time !!)

So I kiss him and hug him and ask him lovingly"Why baba?? why are you gucha baba?"

He replies : "because because when I was in senior Kg and cuckoo was in 4th std, she gave me lot of work and called me a waiter. No, I was in Junior Kg and Cuckoo was in 3rd std she gave me lot of work and called me a waiter."

Before I could burst out laughing, with a very controlled tone I had to tell Baba :" but you are NOT a waiter na baba. So why get upset?"

I kiss baba on his forehead and remind him that we will be playing UNO once we go back home and also having dinner at Indigo - we will order for Chicken lollypop and ice cream. Then he forgets all about the incident.

However, I can't help and laugh out loud about the incident.

Cutie baba!!!

Luv Mum