<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658</id><updated>2011-11-23T23:18:21.482+05:30</updated><category term='Cars'/><category term='Activities'/><category term='Dholak'/><category term='Party'/><category term='Papa'/><category term='songs'/><category term='Growing up'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Aryan&apos;s room'/><category term='Incidents'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='competition'/><category term='Tauji'/><category term='Water'/><category term='NewGhar'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='sports day'/><category term='Naughtiness'/><category term='Story'/><category term='Phrase of the day'/><category term='diwali'/><category term='Metrosexual'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Siblings'/><category term='Antics'/><category term='OldGhar'/><category term='Dadu-Dadi'/><category term='Food'/><category term='video'/><category term='Nanu-Nani'/><category term='Imagination'/><category term='Goa'/><category term='Health'/><category term='&quot;Jab main bada ho jaonga&quot;'/><category term='Painting'/><category term='Quiz'/><category term='Shoes'/><category term='Anirudh'/><category term='Kerala'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='Tejas'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Toys'/><category term='DayCare'/><category term='Music'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Passion'/><category term='school'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Swings'/><category term='Quirks'/><category term='Complaining'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='Play Doh'/><category term='Talking'/><category term='movie'/><category term='Letter'/><category term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><category term='Annual Day'/><category term='Holi'/><category term='SandPlay'/><category term='Teeth'/><category term='Tit-Bits'/><category term='craft'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='School Trip'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Festivals'/><category term='Routine'/><category term='Day out'/><category term='Playing'/><category term='Socks'/><category term='Favourites'/><category term='Behaviour'/><category term='Swimming'/><category term='MileStones'/><category term='GP day'/><category term='Collage'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Brat'/><category term='Anupam&apos;s Office'/><category term='school events'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Times of 'Aryan'</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>276</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-2697618631107595292</id><published>2011-11-23T15:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-23T15:46:42.269+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Aryan is a Big bro now!!</title><content type='html'>As most of you know already ..Aryan was blessed with a lovely lil sister on 4th October !! And he named her Khushi !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khushi and her Mumma are doing well. And most of all we have a little young man caring for us ALL THE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is over possessive , extra caring and super lovable, esp for his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma ofcourse is lazy and doing a post after a month and that too without pictures :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mumma promises to be back in her writing shoes (is there anything like that??) soon !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then do suggest a name for Times of Aryan ..since now Khushi will share this space too :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-2697618631107595292?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2697618631107595292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=2697618631107595292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2697618631107595292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2697618631107595292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/11/aryan-is-big-bro-now.html' title='Aryan is a Big bro now!!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5873953652237042570</id><published>2011-08-03T13:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:51:29.033+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naughtiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>When you left your Mumma embarrased</title><content type='html'>Scene : Lift lobby of a shopping mall. About 10 people waiting for lift including Aryan and family. A dad is holding an infant in his lap and is cuddling with the baby. Suddenly we all hear Aryan shout :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mumma , mujhe bhi mera baby chahiye , jaldi nikalo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post that shout : Mumma is looking around to see how many eyes are on them. Aryan is trying to squeeze mumma's tummy to get the baby out. Papa is trying to divert Aryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5873953652237042570?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5873953652237042570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5873953652237042570' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5873953652237042570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5873953652237042570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-you-left-your-mumma-embarrased.html' title='When you left your Mumma embarrased'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-621088525255241738</id><published>2011-08-01T10:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-01T11:00:35.601+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>And I saw you smile ..</title><content type='html'>..okay the doctor may have used the word "yawn" but it felt like a smile to us. And your tooth less smile is so like your brother :)&lt;br /&gt;You blinked as well :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while you had your face towards us but when you realized that we just cannot stop looking at you and even the doctor is co-operating, you finally turned your back :) When do you kids learn all this attitude ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brother was thrilled to see you in 3D. He was asking and telling about what he saw for a long time after the scan. He doesnot like the gynaecologist because she checks mumma behind the curtain and doesnot let him see what is happening , while the sonographer lets him see his baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are his baby and thats the fact he has taken to heart. He thinks he will have to fulfill all the fatherly duties for you. He thinks that you will always remain small , a baby and he will keep on growing fast :-) It never fails to bring me a smile when he talks about you in all innocence :)&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to a special bond between both of you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However , when it comes to sharing Mumma , he is still very possessive. I hope together we can handle that situation when it comes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw the hospital around this saturday. The rooms where you and I will spend our first night together :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I started 8th month , time is just not moving. Cannot wait to hold you and snuggle with you. But you please dont get imapatient like your mumma. Please take your own sweet time ..no hurries :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told that you are still in breech position but there is still time and you will move ..hopefully. Do move sweety. I somehow remember that your bhaiya also was in breech during this time but he did move.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor also told that you birth weight is expected to be same as your brother's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the time really flies when it should :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-621088525255241738?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/621088525255241738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=621088525255241738' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/621088525255241738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/621088525255241738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-i-saw-you-smile.html' title='And I saw you smile ..'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-1334616582592394537</id><published>2011-07-28T15:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:02:42.707+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antics'/><title type='text'>Romance ?</title><content type='html'>with a bus / daycare friend ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : Mumma I want a flower for J. She loves flowers. Give me a flower for school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : Aryan I cannot get flower early morning. Plus you will meet her only after school na ..how will you keep it in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : Mumma , aaj maine school mein flower dekha , phir maine socha J ke liye le loon , but phir mujhe laga woh aaj shayad nahi aayengi, is liye maine nahi liya. Phir maine uska bus mein wait kiya. Maine ek girl ko dekha , uske baal J jaise the par woh J nahi thi. Phir ek girl ka bag dekha , barbie wala , J jaisa. But J nahi aayi , main sad ho gaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : Mumma maine J ko flower diya. Maine dekha school mein , ek plant , uspar flower tha , maine woh le liya aur phir maine bus mein J ko de diya. Woh bahut happy ho gayi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-1334616582592394537?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1334616582592394537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=1334616582592394537' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1334616582592394537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1334616582592394537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/07/romance.html' title='Romance ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4795569619816516486</id><published>2011-07-25T15:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-25T15:21:33.383+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Jab main bada ho jaonga&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><title type='text'>Thinking Marriage at 5 !!</title><content type='html'>Aryan : Mumma why do you have 2 Mummy and 2 Papa. &lt;br /&gt;Me:Aryan, When I got married to Papa , his mummy papa also became my mummy papa and my mummy papa became his. So we both have 2-2 mummy papa.&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : When I will get married , I will also have 2 mummy papa&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yeah , when you grow up and will get married , you will also have 2 mummy papa.&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : I will get married with J (his current best friend and lastest fascination at daycare)&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yeah , whoever , we will decide when you grow up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some pictures from his Birthday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cAsadn7VJNpRLY3ilTNIwmYH0sj1pgIcSydo8H61Ids?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-h10nuD-ieEQ/Tiz0Lib6DmI/AAAAAAAABPQ/BYBCenj9RGs/s400/IMG_3354.jpg" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mWqH-lQTaWZMfs6rlR7fQWYH0sj1pgIcSydo8H61Ids?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vZRTp2s5e0E/Tiz0vIaWdVI/AAAAAAAABQA/zhI-YNUxStM/s400/IMG_3364.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Hv8fvUwOKYtJau4IuvgeIGYH0sj1pgIcSydo8H61Ids?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Hj1X_w-1tP4/Tiz00WMkB-I/AAAAAAAABQE/JZs1Y2tkSoQ/s400/IMG_3365.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EgKCmz4zFEbySo8gr3Ph0mYH0sj1pgIcSydo8H61Ids?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WRYlLt8yddI/Tiz1T0Xa4tI/AAAAAAAABQw/fCm5R1K9Rdo/s400/IMG_3375.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4795569619816516486?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4795569619816516486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4795569619816516486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4795569619816516486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4795569619816516486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/07/thinking-marriage-at-5.html' title='Thinking Marriage at 5 !!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-h10nuD-ieEQ/Tiz0Lib6DmI/AAAAAAAABPQ/BYBCenj9RGs/s72-c/IMG_3354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-1404153415101452013</id><published>2011-07-21T11:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-21T13:31:35.148+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Behaviour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MileStones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><title type='text'>5 is a big number!</title><content type='html'>Yeah ..its half a decade since I have been a mom ! Can I believe it ..NO !! My little baby is 5 already !! I am overwhelmed with emotions, cannot find words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did this year go ! Quite well. He has been a well behaved child for most part. He matured and started understanding things when we gave proper reasoning. He rarely throws tantrums now. He usually understands when we tell him no to something with a reason. He started showing more assertiveness about his likes and dislikes and his wants but without being unreasonalble. Which I really appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, he is still a very sensitive child. He cannot hurt anyone and gets over emotional and angry about small things. He becomes excessively possessive about his friend and doesnot want to share friend with anyone. Though the friend keeps on changing , it has been always a girl or the other in all these years and this makes the situation even more funny :-) He continues to be a shy baby and cannot gel with new people easily , shys away from saying hello and talk about his problems in school. He finds crying easier than talking when we are not around. We , especially his papa continues to worry endlessly over these behaviourial issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved him to a seperate bed , in our room itself 2-3 months ago. This was a part of preparing for the new baby. It has been going on fine and since last 2-3 months he has been sleeping well on his bed except 1-2 instances when he requested to sleep between us and I gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was more difficult for me than for him. I missed his cuddling and kicking and I kept checking for him every few minutes. I actually could not sleep that night. The next few days went fine mostly , except on some rare occasions when he rolled in to our bed without his knoweledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For past 1 month or so , even that did not happen. Now he sleeps well on his bed , just that we hold each other's hand till he falls asleep and if he happens to get up at night , he touches me to check that I am around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night though , I wanted him to snuggle with me. Somehow, the realization that he will be 5 , a big boy already , made me feel uncomfortable , jittery , excited and scared. I am not sure what's the correct word to describe that feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So though I did not suggest him to move in to my bed , I initiated a talk which made him suggest that he wants to snuggle :P Selfish selfish me :P&lt;br /&gt;And so we cuddled and slept. All the while thinking that these moments may not last for long. Soon he will be grow so old that this idea of cuddling with mumma will become wierd and funny to him. I just feel like time should halt here today. I just wish that I can continue to hold , hug and tickle him forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot write anymore ..so some links :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2007/05/our-little-bundle-of-joy-came-to-this.html"&gt;Aryan's first pic with dad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-few-pics.html"&gt;Pics from Hospital&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-to-dear-aryan.html"&gt;First Birthday pics &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2008/07/three-day-birthday.html"&gt;Second Birthday !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-update.html"&gt;Third Birthday !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/07/mereka-happy-bday.html"&gt;Fourth Birthday!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-1404153415101452013?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1404153415101452013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=1404153415101452013' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1404153415101452013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1404153415101452013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/07/5-is-big-number.html' title='5 is a big number!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5146240415980074324</id><published>2011-07-19T13:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-19T14:00:13.209+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><title type='text'>Paintings in daycare</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GsFHuzL9jQYRzobI_gx8Bg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZA3SxjHY9og/TiU7FnjCjyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BftaHdoDtpU/s400/IMG_3350.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PrpsksUYcww0lBfw1sOvmQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-8Ej19qoqHJ8/TiU7HLISwDI/AAAAAAAAAPg/u_Fi1ztybhc/s400/IMG_3351.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BslxqRddgOgfn8tHKocGPA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wBK6dNJR6nc/TiU7ExYzHPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1yqXdLT-Ges/s400/IMG_33522.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were made by Aryan in his activity class at daycare , with the help of teacher ofcourse ! There are loads but I love these ones , so keeping them here for record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editted to add : Just realized that this goes with &lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/2011/07/artsy-craftsy-july-2011.html"&gt;Artsy crafty &lt;/a&gt;theme of the month !! So we submit an entry there after a long long time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owYTKlEaeZs/ThQDQHl3IJI/AAAAAAAAP58/rIcuwNcPK7E/s1600/artsy-craftsy-main.JPG" imageanchor="1" style=""&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owYTKlEaeZs/ThQDQHl3IJI/AAAAAAAAP58/rIcuwNcPK7E/s1600/artsy-craftsy-main.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5146240415980074324?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5146240415980074324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5146240415980074324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5146240415980074324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5146240415980074324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/07/paintings-in-daycare.html' title='Paintings in daycare'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZA3SxjHY9og/TiU7FnjCjyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BftaHdoDtpU/s72-c/IMG_3350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4999916449495071363</id><published>2011-07-13T10:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:46:52.096+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Field Trip to a Deaf School</title><content type='html'>Aryan's school took his class for a field trip to deaf school in last week of June. They wanted the kids to experience how is life different for differently abled and how blessed we are to have our senses. Earlier the plan was for blind school , but it seems like some parents objected on the idea of blind school since they did not want their kids to see that pain so early in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they went to deaf school. When I asked Aryan about the field trip , he told only little :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We went far off. In big bus. Mujhe big bus mein bahut mazza aaya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you see there ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bache. Unki maam unhe hands se bata rahi thi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know why the maam was telling them with hands ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because they cannot hear from their ears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it. So I do not really know if he understood what he was supposed to understand. Perhaps the blind school would have made him think more. Since the children in deaf school looked like normal kids , these kids might not have really realized what is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it was his first brush with the harsh realities of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4999916449495071363?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4999916449495071363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4999916449495071363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4999916449495071363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4999916449495071363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/07/field-trip-to-deaf-school.html' title='Field Trip to a Deaf School'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-3417842861643664453</id><published>2011-07-06T10:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-06T13:55:42.022+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Jab main bada ho jaonga&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antics'/><title type='text'>Bhoolna mat !</title><content type='html'>Yeah thats the instruction I got this morning ..for what ?? For finishing his leftover breakfast. He doesnot like to waste food, so when he thinks he cannot finish something he gives it to one of us and insists that we finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I gave him a banana and he did not eat it. So while leaving for school he tells me , "Mumma aap banana finish kar dena ..okay ..bhoolna mat!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;On a different note , there is more I do not want to forget , so making use of the title :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he asked me , Mumma , can I call you Mother ? &lt;br /&gt;So I said yes !&lt;br /&gt;Aryan :Can I call you Mom ?&lt;br /&gt;Me :Yes! You can call me Mumma , Mummy , Mom, Mother, Ma.&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : And what can I call papa ?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Umm..Papa , Dad , Daddy, Father, Pitaji&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : Pita ji :D I will call you mother and Pitaji&lt;br /&gt;Me : Okay&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday full day I was addressed as Mother and Anupam was addressed as Pita ji. It was so funny to hear him say so. We participated in the fun by replying to him as Son and Putra.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at bedtime , Mother when baby will come, we will take the baby in pram to parking. Then you lift the baby and I will fold and keep the pram in boot. Then you sit with baby in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : No, you and baby will sit in back seat and Mumma will sit in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : Arree !!! NO , I will have to drive na , I will be big as Pita ji. Pitaji and baby can sit in back seat then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : When you will be big as papa , baby will also be big ..right ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan confused now ..keeps thinking ..but baby might be tired walking so we can use pram ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Baby will not fit in pram when baby is big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : Hmm..but baby will first be small , 0 years , then 1 year then 2 , then 3 , then 4 like me ,then 5 , then only baby will be big ..hai na ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats where the dialogue ended. I do not know the conclusion though :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-3417842861643664453?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3417842861643664453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=3417842861643664453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3417842861643664453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3417842861643664453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/07/bhoolna-mat.html' title='Bhoolna mat !'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-3225544309041692907</id><published>2011-06-24T11:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-24T11:50:48.947+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NewGhar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OldGhar'/><title type='text'>Little minds and its little stress</title><content type='html'>We are hunting for a house, since our current land lord wants to sell his. &lt;br /&gt;So obviously the son asked why we have been looking at empty houses and I explained. This was followed by a series of questions :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mumma will you take my car to the new house ?&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse I said. We will take all your toys&lt;br /&gt;2. And Papa's car?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;3. Mumma how will we take bed ?&lt;br /&gt;In truck&lt;br /&gt;4. But how will the bed come out of the door ??&lt;br /&gt;It will , you will see when uncle will take it out&lt;br /&gt;5. But mumma where will I have &lt;i&gt;Malai &lt;/i&gt;if we change house ?&lt;br /&gt;(Malai is the soft cocunut layer from tender coconut, we have a tender coconut shop right in front of our apt)&lt;br /&gt;LOL ! Don't worry Aryan , we will find new &lt;i&gt;Malai wala &lt;/i&gt;near new house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sigh ..after more than an year he stopped refering this house as "&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-ghar-and-aryan.html"&gt;New Ghar&lt;/a&gt;" and forgot about our old house and now we will shift again ..such is life !)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-3225544309041692907?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3225544309041692907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=3225544309041692907' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3225544309041692907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3225544309041692907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-minds-and-its-little-stress.html' title='Little minds and its little stress'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-3862283430130664942</id><published>2011-06-22T12:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:57:59.402+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Can you beat this ??</title><content type='html'>Mumma : "&lt;i&gt;Aryan aaj maam ne school mein kya karaya&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;i&gt;Mujhe kya pata , maam ko pata hoga na !!! &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-3862283430130664942?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3862283430130664942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=3862283430130664942' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3862283430130664942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3862283430130664942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/06/can-you-beat-this.html' title='Can you beat this ??'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5787109439153704835</id><published>2011-06-16T10:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-16T11:01:55.169+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Summer vacation crafts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-64c-VP8yj74/TfmQZLYGn_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/PmefjZXp3EQ/s400/pics%252520035.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Our First edible craft - bread as base , nutella for skin colour , fruit loops for eyes , corn flakes for hair,ears from bingo and sauce for smile :)&lt;br /&gt;Aryan did not feel like eating it later and so I had the sinful stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UtGh3pG90Yg/TfmP8JxQneI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_6Y1rUb_wXQ/s400/pics%252520036.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His school bus , we later wrote the name of school as well !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gkPX28Sh67g/TfmQCyp8kVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/yN_X62xDWJE/s400/pics%252520031.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy painting the paster of paris cars from a "Mould and Paint" craft kit. &lt;br /&gt;P.S : Do ignore the choclate wrapper and the foot of a pregnant female who has troubles sitting on floor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tOWV59I27Ak/TfmQDbFqhcI/AAAAAAAAAOo/i6hY9DjZrhA/s400/pics%252520030.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready cars !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SQMcspmj9To/TfmP-hPlDlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TnIrRzxB9j8/s400/pics%252520029.JPG" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the landscape !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xPMV6GISu0U/TfmQN3n0AgI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0htCuTncX9M/s400/pics%252520033.JPG" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what we made the next day from the empty "Mould and Paint" card board box ! And it was gifted to Papa for his news paper :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5787109439153704835?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5787109439153704835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5787109439153704835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5787109439153704835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5787109439153704835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-vacation-crafts.html' title='Summer vacation crafts!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-64c-VP8yj74/TfmQZLYGn_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/PmefjZXp3EQ/s72-c/pics%252520035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-1071365776015157023</id><published>2011-06-07T11:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:16:13.834+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naughtiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DayCare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antics'/><title type='text'>Aapki tabiyat kaise hai ??</title><content type='html'>"Abhi theek nahi hai :D :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah thats the answer you will get when you ask him this question. Don't miss the grins at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has fever since the day school started and so he is not going to school. The fever is high when its there but the gap between the fever is about 10 hours or so. So in these 10 hours the kid is happy and active except when you offer him food. Or when you ask him , "aapki tabiyat kaise hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since no fever means the end of extended vacation with no school and no daycare :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids are too smart for parents :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-1071365776015157023?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1071365776015157023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=1071365776015157023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1071365776015157023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1071365776015157023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/06/aapki-tabiyat-kaise-hai.html' title='Aapki tabiyat kaise hai ??'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7016277380694586053</id><published>2011-06-05T06:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-05T06:58:56.120+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><title type='text'>And Aryan saw his first movie in theatre</title><content type='html'>..on Saturday June 4th 2011&lt;br /&gt;..it was actually his first movie anywhere ..he never sat through a movie even on TV !!&lt;br /&gt;..it was none other than the Kungfu Panda 2&lt;br /&gt;..I loved the amused look on his face and the N number of questions during the movie&lt;br /&gt;..the parents loved the movie more than the kid did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZzEJjWOXhg/TerbPSMI_3I/AAAAAAAAIog/NeeUBe3eKYs/s1600/kung_fu_panda_2_zynga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZzEJjWOXhg/TerbPSMI_3I/AAAAAAAAIog/NeeUBe3eKYs/s400/kung_fu_panda_2_zynga.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7016277380694586053?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7016277380694586053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7016277380694586053' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7016277380694586053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7016277380694586053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-aryan-saw-his-first-movie-in.html' title='And Aryan saw his first movie in theatre'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZzEJjWOXhg/TerbPSMI_3I/AAAAAAAAIog/NeeUBe3eKYs/s72-c/kung_fu_panda_2_zynga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-2875536058300167334</id><published>2011-05-30T15:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-30T15:31:19.936+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Letter to my little one -2</title><content type='html'>This letter has a special reason sweetheart. We all SAW you ..yeah this saturday we all saw you :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you were thinking something really important, with your eyes closed and your hand on your forhead , covering half of your eye. When dotor focused on other parts of body , you removed your hand for a while but again had it back as soon as she focussed your face again. Were you feeling shy is what I wonder :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your papa thinks you look like your bhaiya , especially your nose :) Which also means you look like your mumma :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bhaiya was quite zapped to react. He just asked why are you not looking at us and why you have your eyes closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your papa came home running with the reports and spent good time looking at your pictures again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not able to get over your face. I can still see it so clearly. And the pose where you have your legs up in the air and you were trying to kick :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs sweetie , grow well :)&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Mumma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-2875536058300167334?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2875536058300167334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=2875536058300167334' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2875536058300167334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2875536058300167334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/letter-to-my-little-one-2.html' title='Letter to my little one -2'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5098153422989293828</id><published>2011-05-30T14:06:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-30T14:09:22.738+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Summer vacation crafts</title><content type='html'>I wanted to do lots of activities with Aryan, this summer but did not have enough strength and stamina. Here is little we did :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper Plate Lion :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yH04_AzIq05tUxRJDVogNVN8Xt2ZD9yfNy4qaTMw2fY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-oMmZ_gPFG9M/Tdoob4P1GlI/AAAAAAAAANA/NhJTVxnYkBU/s400/IMG_3194.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egg Carton Tulips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HkJ-dyO9JH8XEam78Be6pVN8Xt2ZD9yfNy4qaTMw2fY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VcXpH83q2z0/Td0NX5GxQnI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hZKD-KZK2-I/s400/IMG_3212.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They found a place in our showcase :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/whx4uImkEdzPo5DoVj1btVN8Xt2ZD9yfNy4qaTMw2fY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zWUHbsgM_Ac/Td0NA-4ynzI/AAAAAAAAANo/s_QVoyJMopA/s400/IMG_3214.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more coming soon !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5098153422989293828?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5098153422989293828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5098153422989293828' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5098153422989293828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5098153422989293828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/summer-vacation-crafts.html' title='Summer vacation crafts'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-oMmZ_gPFG9M/Tdoob4P1GlI/AAAAAAAAANA/NhJTVxnYkBU/s72-c/IMG_3194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7826653889675135148</id><published>2011-05-27T16:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-27T16:01:48.309+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anirudh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><title type='text'>Dressing up fiasco :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vjzW8yqnsAqsSe81SBbpzVN8Xt2ZD9yfNy4qaTMw2fY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-j9ojRSOlTNs/TdooPCMoAmI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rIUzv8H4aVc/s400/IMG_3191.jpg" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan was dressing himself up and did not open the top button of shirt and did not even realize it. &lt;br /&gt;And while tucking the shirt in the pants , he was frustrated since he could not understand why it was short :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way ..the guy recently started owning his own disney fame deo and talc , inspired by his dear dad and Anirudh bhaiya :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7826653889675135148?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7826653889675135148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7826653889675135148' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7826653889675135148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7826653889675135148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/dressing-up-fiasco.html' title='Dressing up fiasco :)'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-j9ojRSOlTNs/TdooPCMoAmI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rIUzv8H4aVc/s72-c/IMG_3191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4465197739026327938</id><published>2011-05-27T11:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:43:54.610+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>How big is the baby ?</title><content type='html'>Aryan keeps asking me how big is the baby and I keep telling him what I read from previous week's baby center's news letter. So last week baby was the size of a banana. &lt;br /&gt;When I told him this he asked me "jab  bahar aayega tab kiske jitna bada hoga ? " &lt;br /&gt;I was in the middle of some work on my laptop , so I showed him with both my hands the approx size. But he wanted comparison with some object he can relate too. And so I blurted out "laptop jitna " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now day before yesterday he again asked , "how big is baby now ? Bigger than banana ??" I said yes! "Like the laptop ..yay it will come out now" So I said no , not yet like laptop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again he wanted the size in terms of some object. The baby center said that the baby is 10.5 inches this week , size of a carrot. But the carrots that we get in Bangalore usually are hardly 5 inches :) So I as I said carrot , I was also thinking if he will be confused. So I clarified , the big red ones that we get sometimes na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully he did not ask further about next size :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4465197739026327938?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4465197739026327938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4465197739026327938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4465197739026327938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4465197739026327938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-big-is-baby.html' title='How big is the baby ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-6568822900814722552</id><published>2011-05-26T15:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-26T15:26:48.832+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Papa felt you baby :)</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling you for long now. But your papa and Bhaiya were not able to feel you till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening though your papa got lucky. He had his hand on my stomach and I asked him at every kick if he felt anything and he said no. Then suddenly he shouted , "is baar laga , did she kick ??" Ofcourse you had kicked :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was a happy man !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For next few moments he was lost and when I asked , he said , he was getting nostalgic about the times when he used to feel Aryan and now Aryan is already sitting next to us :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-6568822900814722552?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6568822900814722552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=6568822900814722552' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6568822900814722552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6568822900814722552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/papa-felt-you-baby.html' title='Papa felt you baby :)'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7739409659495115264</id><published>2011-05-23T15:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-30T14:10:52.097+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collage'/><title type='text'>Making greeting cards</title><content type='html'>In our winter vacations (yeah ..winter, not summer) we made lots of greeting cards for the entire family and sent them to all for birthdays and new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy Mumma forgot to post pics then ..better late than never !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IQ2NySllg18ldOfC39YgW1N8Xt2ZD9yfNy4qaTMw2fY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_C0Y2idtxJAI/TdonOvAWoCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7BMqEglfw2o/s400/IMG_2700.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aM8BkPxuadmc8KiTm2V1m1N8Xt2ZD9yfNy4qaTMw2fY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_C0Y2idtxJAI/TdonaelZGdI/AAAAAAAAAMU/GcZ4HdaCObI/s400/IMG_2711.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KxP2CWGAIPHF-uhC0ALU11N8Xt2ZD9yfNy4qaTMw2fY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_C0Y2idtxJAI/Tdonhy6H7hI/AAAAAAAAAMc/q7dlagq8LSs/s400/IMG_2716.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/m-zqrgsKM_5SfxqgP_1MsFN8Xt2ZD9yfNy4qaTMw2fY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_C0Y2idtxJAI/TdonoBim3RI/AAAAAAAAAMg/02gBSXlLbt8/s400/IMG_2717.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AIuAnpi-IldH9rrS3tm-5FN8Xt2ZD9yfNy4qaTMw2fY?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_C0Y2idtxJAI/TdonOIxzNvI/AAAAAAAAANY/DR5Dgv03D-0/s400/IMG_2719.jpg" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7739409659495115264?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7739409659495115264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7739409659495115264' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7739409659495115264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7739409659495115264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/making-greeting-cards.html' title='Making greeting cards'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_C0Y2idtxJAI/TdonOvAWoCI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7BMqEglfw2o/s72-c/IMG_2700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-3356924182784565151</id><published>2011-05-20T15:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:06:20.913+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Letter to my little one -1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;An incomplete&amp;nbsp;post that was in drafts forever...posting it now as I don't feel like discarding it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The letter was written on 8th March 2011&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet heart or as we fondly call you Runjhun and sometimes Rimjhim , you have been with me for about 10 weeks now and every moment since you came , no actually from few months before you even existed , all I have done is to think about you and to wait for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear darling , me , your dad , your brother , your grandparents , your tauji taiji , bua phupha ji , mama mami were all so excited the moment they came to know about your existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 4.5 years old brother Aryan keeps talking about you every single day. He calls you baby. Yeah baby , hamara baby , Aryan ka baby. Thats what you are for him. You should see how he gently touches my stomach and says "main baby ko paaru kar raha hoon" and how he tickles our my tummy and says "main baby ko tickli kar raha hoon" and when I tell him , baby is laughing inside , he says , "toh hasne do, aur hasne do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that he thinks about you more than he actually talks about you. I saw him playing with an imaginary baby yesterday. And then his sudden questions (without a prior notice for me to prepare an answer !!!) makes me wonder how much you are actually on his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 1-2 days he started kissing and talking to you. He will kiss n number of times on my tummy and won't actually give up unless he is literally forced to. I wonder how you will manage if he actually kisses you so many times when you are out :) And he will keep his mouth on my tummy and say hello or just shout in his shrill voice , telling me that he is talking to you. I am sure , you will repond to his voice more than mine when you are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , now lets talk about you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been quite a sweet heart actually. You don't trouble your mumma as much as your brother did. Mumma is a lot less pukish and lot less tired than she was when your brother was in her tummy. Perhaps , experience and practice make a woman perfect :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-3356924182784565151?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3356924182784565151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=3356924182784565151' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3356924182784565151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3356924182784565151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/letter-to-my-little-one-1.html' title='Letter to my little one -1'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7232707866277993448</id><published>2011-05-08T12:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-08T12:17:08.167+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>Aryan narrates a story for his blog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Once upon a time there was a crab. then crab wanted to eat fish but crab cannot hold fish. then crab gets fishing rod. then crab got fish and ate fish. then he want his mumma.But mumma went to lion house.&amp;nbsp;then baby crab went to tiger house but he cannot find mumma. then he saw tiger and shouted TIGERR!! Then tiger got disturbed. Then lion heard noise and said whose noise is that. Then mumma crab its my baby crab. Then lion open window and saw baby crab. Then baby crab went to lion house and found mumma.Then mumma crab and baby crab became happy and went &lt;em&gt;gumma walky walky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note : The story was typed as narrated without&amp;nbsp;any changes :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7232707866277993448?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7232707866277993448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7232707866277993448' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7232707866277993448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7232707866277993448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/aryan-narrates-story-for-his-blog.html' title='Aryan narrates a story for his blog!!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-2349349636206843486</id><published>2011-05-06T14:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-06T14:52:19.611+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>First fight between siblings ..too soon is it ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Your little kicks.. that I feel , off and on , make me feel so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear rimjhim aka runjhun aka baby aka jhunjhun , we love you and we are so desperately waiting for you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brother is so angry with you since you are making him wait so long , but I did explain to him that you need to grow up big and strong before you can come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;nbsp;know that yesterday evening , you pushed your brother back not once but twice. He did not realize it ofcourse. He needs to wait for you to grow stronger and soon he will feel your kick , when he would lean on my tummy :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So yesterday marks your first fight with your brother :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-2349349636206843486?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2349349636206843486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=2349349636206843486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2349349636206843486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2349349636206843486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-fight-between-siblings-too-soon.html' title='First fight between siblings ..too soon is it ???'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5420450532546240900</id><published>2011-05-05T15:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-06T14:51:42.115+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><title type='text'>Complimenting Mom and Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Yeah , yet again !! These days I frequently get compliments from my sunny. Like some of you know I got to hear the following on Apr 21 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Mumma you are looking very cute today&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post that one day I got "&lt;em&gt;Nice Dress Mumma&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Then day before yesterday I washed my hair and let them loose. So my son says , "&lt;em&gt;Looking nice !! Your hair are very nice&lt;/em&gt;"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I got a compliment for my hair and that too from a handsome little guy !!! WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the same evening , Papa got lucky , when he got dressed for a dinner. "&lt;em&gt;Nice Black Pants papa&lt;/em&gt;!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5420450532546240900?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5420450532546240900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5420450532546240900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5420450532546240900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5420450532546240900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/05/complimenting-mom-and-dad.html' title='Complimenting Mom and Dad'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-430826349533929768</id><published>2011-04-21T14:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-21T14:08:41.861+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>1 - 1 = ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;We are going to visit both set of grandparents after an year now and obviously Aryan is super excited ever since I started preparing. And I usually start preparing 1 weekend in advance. So since Saturday he knows that we will go on vacation on coming friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every evening he is counting how many days left for 10 days of vacation on his fingers. So I tell him , 5 fingers minus 1 ..whats left and he will tell 4 and so on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was trying wake him up and he was being lazy. So I played smart and asked , Aryan after we go today , 1 minus 1 what will be left ??? My idea was to excite him and wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reply was "TEN" , followed by a sweet smile while the eyes were still closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad maths ..nope ..the smile told ..1-1 was 10 days holidays ..smart maths :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-430826349533929768?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/430826349533929768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=430826349533929768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/430826349533929768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/430826349533929768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-1.html' title='1 - 1 = ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8616305251777190034</id><published>2011-04-19T14:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-19T14:12:25.581+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Baby and related questions :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;These days questions, statements and queries crop up without mumma having enough time to prepare answers. Now you ask if it was better earlier and I say yeah the questions were bit more managable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witness these :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mumma mujhe chota ho kar aapke tummy ke hole(naval) se, andar jana hai aur baby se mil ke aana hai."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a candy out of his mouth , almost placing it on my tummy .."Mumma mujhe baby ko choclate dena hai" , &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said baby cannot have choclate , baby will have only milk till he is little old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Milk , joh uncle laate hai" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "No Aryan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Then"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Jab aap baby the, toh kahan se milk peete the"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viola , he points to the right place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Baby yahan se milk piyega"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Haan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Yahan se milk aayega , ganda ya saaf"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Saaf :P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day after play time , when he did not get anyone to play with, he comes and tells :"Mumma jaldi baby nikalo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had a long session explaining that baby will not be a playmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day , "mumma we will have girl baby or boy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "What do you want Aryan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Both, mujhe 2 baby chahiye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see a freaking papa in the background :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "No aryan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : wailing "No , I want 2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "yes yes , we will have 2 , your mami will get you one in may and mumma will get you one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8616305251777190034?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8616305251777190034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8616305251777190034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8616305251777190034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8616305251777190034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-and-related-questions.html' title='Baby and related questions :)'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5346376754239743851</id><published>2011-04-18T10:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-18T10:32:48.235+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Was it you ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Early in the morening yesterday when I was still lazy in my bed , I felt a slight slap inside of my tummy. My instant thought was YOU. And then I thought it cannot be , since its only 16 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most cases quickening is felt only after 19 weeks. I felt your brother in 19th week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it happened again , around 11 am. And this time I googled. I figured out that some women do feel it in 16th weeks too and since its second time, I can expect it sooner. Then I almost got convinced that it was YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your excited papa started thinking names for you since that moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have been waiting since then baby , please knock me again baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5346376754239743851?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5346376754239743851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5346376754239743851' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5346376754239743851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5346376754239743851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/04/was-it-you.html' title='Was it you ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5902285612899874257</id><published>2011-04-11T15:20:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:20:51.228+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nanu-Nani'/><title type='text'>Mumma ko daanto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Saturday Morning :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mumma aaj hum kahan jayenge"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Shopping"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Kya laana hai"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Mumma ki dress"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Aur meri"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Aapki last week laye na"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Aur baby ki"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Jab baby aayega tab"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post shopping on phone with Nanu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nanu Mumma ne apna dress laya , mera nahi , Mumma ko daanto"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the daant :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nanu , Mumma ke tummy mein ek baby hai na , uska dress bhi nahi laaya , mumma ko daanto"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5902285612899874257?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5902285612899874257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5902285612899874257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5902285612899874257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5902285612899874257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/04/saturday-morning-aryan-mumma-aaj-hum.html' title='Mumma ko daanto'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8394063309561637163</id><published>2011-04-01T13:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-01T13:44:32.290+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Mumma ka gussa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;One of these days , he said something and I shouted at him. So he walked slowly near me and rubbed his hands on the creases on my forhead. Then he smiled and said , " &lt;em&gt;main aapka gussa thik kar raha hoon&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I just forgot what I was angry about and I still don't remember :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do these kids manage to be so lovable ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8394063309561637163?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8394063309561637163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8394063309561637163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8394063309561637163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8394063309561637163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/04/mumma-ka-gussa.html' title='Mumma ka gussa'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-2467106217492206265</id><published>2011-03-29T15:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T15:34:22.482+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Talking about the Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A post from my drafts :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 1-mar-2011&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;at a restaurant :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Mummmaaa, aapne baby ke upar khana daal diya&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;No Aryan , don't worry , baby ke upar nahi daala&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Baby tummy mein hai na&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Baby doosre packet mein hai , food dusre&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Papa ???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa : "&lt;em&gt;haan aryan baby ka box alag hai, dont worry&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Next day at night , when he was lying next to me and moving his legs up and down quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Aryan aaise leg mat chalo , baby ke lag jayegi&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Aryan :" &lt;em&gt;Main right leg hila raha hoon , baby ke nahi lagegi , main careful hoon&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Aryan :" &lt;em&gt;Mumma jis packet mein baby hai uska naam kya hai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Uterus&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Aapke paas baby diaper hai&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Nahi , jab baby aayega tab layenge&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Aryan , who will clean baby potty&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan :" &lt;em&gt;aap&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me :" &lt;em&gt;okay , and baby ko khana kaun khilayega&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;aap&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;acha , aur baby ko paaru kaun karega&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;aap&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;arre , aap paaru bhi nahi karoge , then aap kya karoge&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : *giggles* "&lt;em&gt;main baby ko apne toys doonga , roz one toy&lt;/em&gt;" *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Aur Paaru&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;ummm..okay ..main paaru karoonga , main abhi paaru kaaroon"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gently starts moving his hand on my tummy. &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;main softly kar raha hoon&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;And then he wanted to see my tummy , to see the baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Mumma hum hema baby layenge ya Krish baby&lt;/em&gt; ?"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;It will be Aryan's baby&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Hema or Krish&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;You mean Boy or Girl &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;haan&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;Mujhe nahi pata Aryan , bhagwan ji jo baby denge wohi layenge&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Aap bhagwan ji se pooch lo na&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;Aap pooch lo Aryan , aap bol do bhagwan ji ko aapko kaun sa baby chahiye&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan :&amp;nbsp; Goes to a ganesha calender and comes back , "&lt;em&gt;Mumma maine bhagwan ji ko bola mujhe Hema baby chahiye ,okay&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Beta , Amen !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-2467106217492206265?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2467106217492206265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=2467106217492206265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2467106217492206265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2467106217492206265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/03/talking-about-baby.html' title='Talking about the Baby'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5054395218688238290</id><published>2011-03-28T15:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:30:18.052+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Aryan ka baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Yes , &lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/01/socho-ki-phulo-ka-shehar-hoaur-usme.html"&gt;Aryan ka baby&lt;/a&gt; is in making !! &lt;br /&gt;And this is how he reacted when I told him the news on 2nd Feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was playing with me and was about to sit on my stomach , so I told him, "&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;isme baby hai Aryan&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;he goes .."&lt;em&gt;aapne baby lagaya&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;dikhao&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;nikalo&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;I &amp;nbsp;told&amp;nbsp; him , "&lt;em&gt;abhi bhagwan ji baby bana rahe hai ..bahut din mein banega&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;so he goes&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;bhagwan ji bhi andar hai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said yes :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he says .." &lt;em&gt;andar kyo bana rahe hai ..bahar kyo nahi&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &amp;nbsp;he started kissing my tummy&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and I&amp;nbsp;said thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he says .."&lt;em&gt;aap kyo thankyou bol rahe ho&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;main baby ko pucha kar raha hoon&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day&amp;nbsp;he was asking "&lt;em&gt;mumma jab main tummy mein tha ..tab bhagwan ji bhi andar the :)&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5054395218688238290?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5054395218688238290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5054395218688238290' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5054395218688238290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5054395218688238290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/03/aryan-ka-baby.html' title='Aryan ka baby'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-3644091160265558267</id><published>2011-03-01T13:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-01T13:23:29.935+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><title type='text'>Bubble gum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;One day .. "&lt;em&gt;Mumma aap mere liye bubble gum lana&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma surprise , where the hell did he learn bubble gum ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;Bubble gum kya hota hai Aryan&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Usse khate hai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;Okay , aapne khaya ?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Nahi , woh bus mein big girl hai na , woh kha rahi thi&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;Okay , we will get&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its the bus where he learnt Bubble gum from. But thankfully he forgot that for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon enough somewhere at a fast food chain , we got a complimentary pack of chewing gum and there was a shout ..."&lt;em&gt;Wow Mumma , Yeh bubble gum hai ..mujhe khana hai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there was no going back. So I explained him how the thing is to be chewed till it is juicy and then thrown and not swallowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire packet was in and then out of the mouth one by one within 30 minutes since the juice in the bubble gum lasted only that much of the time :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully , he thinks that only THAT fast food chain gives bubble gum and no one else and hence no more demand since then :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-3644091160265558267?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3644091160265558267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=3644091160265558267' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3644091160265558267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3644091160265558267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/03/bubble-gum.html' title='Bubble gum'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5576535409875099105</id><published>2011-02-25T16:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-25T16:47:22.482+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Behaviour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>Sensitive ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Is that the word for him ..I am not sure but sometimes he amazes me with what he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day after daycare , he was in a bad mood when I picked him up , so I asked what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Anisha bad girl hai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Kyo&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Usse mere saath khelna tha&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Toh&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Mujhe uske saath nahi khelna tha , mujhe Krishita ke saath khelna tha&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;aap dono ke saath khelo&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;NO&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Toh aap usko bolo ki I dont want to play with you today&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Nahi&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Kyo&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Agar main aaise bolunga toh woh cry karegi na&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Papa aaj Joshi ne mujhe pinch kiya&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Papa : "&lt;em&gt;Acha , aapne kya kiya&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Maine Cry kiya&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Papa : "&lt;em&gt;Kyo woh itni choti bachi hai , aap usse pitai kha ke aate ho&lt;/em&gt;." (She is a year younger than him and small built)&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Haan, Agar main usse pinch karta toh woh cry karti , isliye nahi maine pinch nahi kiya&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5576535409875099105?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5576535409875099105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5576535409875099105' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5576535409875099105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5576535409875099105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/02/sensitive.html' title='Sensitive ???'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-84353851521058209</id><published>2011-02-25T15:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:35:36.516+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>Cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;One day during our cuddle time , I told Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Aryan aap mujhe itne pyare kyo lagte ho &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Kyoki main bahut CUTE hoon na&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Acha , yeh kisne bola&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Kyoki main bacha hoon na , bache bahut CUTE hote hai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Is it ? Yeh kisne bola&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Anisha , usne bola bache CUTE hote hai&lt;/em&gt;" (She is his friend of same age)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt;" And a BIG KISS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-84353851521058209?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/84353851521058209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=84353851521058209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/84353851521058209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/84353851521058209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/02/cute.html' title='Cute!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5385102827936177526</id><published>2011-02-18T11:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:02:28.920+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nanu-Nani'/><title type='text'>Talking to grandparents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Few days back one evening I noticed Aryan lying on the bed with one leg resting on the other and talking on my mobile. I knew he was talking to my dad , by his tone. I went inside and came back after 15 minutes and found him in same situation. I was surprised at what he was talking for so long. The next day my mom told me the conversation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : &lt;em&gt;"Hello"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom : &lt;em&gt;"Hello Aryan"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : &lt;em&gt;"Namaste , Nanu hai kya"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom : "&lt;em&gt;Haan and gave phone to my dad"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : &lt;em&gt;"Hello Yaar !, Kya kar rahe ho&lt;/em&gt;" (Yes , he calls my dad Yaar sometimes and ofcourse my dad encourages that saying they are friends ..what can I do about it :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad : &lt;em&gt;"Hello Yaar !"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : &lt;em&gt;"Aapke ghar train aayi kya , mujhe train ki awaaz sunao&lt;/em&gt;" (Near their house there is a train track)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad : &lt;em&gt;"Abhi train nahi hai"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they spoke for sometimes about various things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : &lt;em&gt;"Train aayi"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad : &lt;em&gt;"Nahi , jab train aayegi toh main aapko phone kar ke train ki awaaz suna doonga"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan &lt;em&gt;"Okay , bye"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept the phone. Called again in 2 mins :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : &lt;em&gt;"Hello Nani , Jab tak aap phone karoge train chaali jayegi , its okay main hold karta hoon , I dont mind , aap baat karo mujhse"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they spoke till there was a train :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5385102827936177526?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5385102827936177526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5385102827936177526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5385102827936177526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5385102827936177526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/02/talking-to-grandparents.html' title='Talking to grandparents'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-6966246175673830801</id><published>2011-02-18T10:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-18T10:46:14.802+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>Main toh bacha hoon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;On 16th Feb was our anniversary. So we bought a pastry slice and told Aryan that this is small cake that we will cut since its our anniversary. And he asked , where is the party popper. Ofcourse we did not have any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told him , "Party popper toh bache chalate hai , mumma papa toh big hai na"&lt;br /&gt;and pat came the reply "toh main chalaonga na , main toh bacha hoon na" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-6966246175673830801?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6966246175673830801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=6966246175673830801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6966246175673830801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6966246175673830801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/02/main-toh-bacha-hoon.html' title='Main toh bacha hoon!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-3222618802577374599</id><published>2011-01-12T09:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:52:12.942+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Socho ki phulo ka shehar ho...aur usme kaun ho ?</title><content type='html'>Today during bath :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;Socho ki phoolo ka shehar ho&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Lehro pe apna ek ghar ho&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;Aryan ho Mumma ho Papa ho&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Baby ho&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOPE , there is no baby as of now , not even in making , however thats on his mind , thanks to all his friends with siblings , he wants "&lt;em&gt;Aryan ka&amp;nbsp;baby&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-3222618802577374599?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3222618802577374599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=3222618802577374599' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3222618802577374599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3222618802577374599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/01/socho-ki-phulo-ka-shehar-hoaur-usme.html' title='Socho ki phulo ka shehar ho...aur usme kaun ho ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-6739450962240407408</id><published>2011-01-07T13:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-07T13:58:29.755+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>The P word</title><content type='html'>Yeah , he is all fasicinated by the P word&amp;nbsp;these days and its a part of all conversations and fantasies. &lt;br /&gt;We have been trying all tricks and tactics to avoid the use of P word but its not helping much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So day before yesterday I told him , that you should not say "P****" all the time&lt;br /&gt;He asks "&lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;And I tell him , because "&lt;em&gt;P**** is dirty&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the after effect of the conversation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Morning , "&lt;em&gt;Aryan , take your bath&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Because you are dirty&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Mumma , P**** bhi dirty hoti hai , main usko bhi bath kara dunga&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-6739450962240407408?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6739450962240407408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=6739450962240407408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6739450962240407408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6739450962240407408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/01/p-word.html' title='The P word'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4001221635427996210</id><published>2011-01-04T16:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-04T16:56:36.866+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naughtiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>Talking Talking and Talking</title><content type='html'>is what he is upto these days.&amp;nbsp; He talks a LOT !! And he broadcasts everything. And he mimicks all of us. And he tells everyone that he has become naughty :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he makes me feel like ..ummm ..what do I do with this guy ..grrrrr !! But he is a cutie ..grrrr !!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some snippets :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a birthday card Aryan's dadi's birthday to surprise her when she comes and the guy calls dadi to tell .."&lt;em&gt;Dadi maine aapke liye card banaya&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine ..one surprise gone ..the next day we order a cake and before we can get out of the shop , he calls her again to give the update :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;One of the days , my stomach is upset and I puked early in the morning. I am happy that the in-laws have gone for their morning walk and I won't be questioned about ***early morning puking***.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as they are back , "&lt;em&gt;Dadi jab mumma ne vomit kiya tha na&lt;/em&gt;….."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadi : "&lt;em&gt;Kab&lt;/em&gt; ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Abhi jab aap walk karne gaye the&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;He does something to irritate me and then before I can say something , he comes up with my reaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Aryan , Mumma ko pareshaan mat karo&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he says :"&lt;em&gt;main mumma ki nakal kar raha hoon&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then again thinks of my reaction and says that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;aryan aap bahut maughty ho gaye ho&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;aryan mumma ki nakal nahi karte&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he giggles :P&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does something naughty in the morning and then giggles and tells me : " &lt;em&gt;Mumma main subah bhi naughty ho gaya hoon" "Main sare time naughty ho gaya"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the evening again he does something funny and says&lt;em&gt; "Mumma main shaam ko bhi naughty ho gaya " "Main 10 times naughty ho gaya hoon"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4001221635427996210?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4001221635427996210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4001221635427996210' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4001221635427996210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4001221635427996210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/01/talking-talking-and-talking.html' title='Talking Talking and Talking'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-1037979372695746308</id><published>2011-01-04T16:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-04T16:06:47.655+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><title type='text'>THE WHY</title><content type='html'>..is &lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-our-talks-end-with-why.html"&gt;back&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every sentence these days has WHY or KYO ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mumma paani mein dalne se kapde gile kyo ho jate hai "&lt;br /&gt;Mumma scratching her head for an apt answer&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile son pops out the answer himself :&lt;br /&gt;"Kyunki paani geela hota hai na !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : The lazy Mumma will try to post more often !! And the Cutie Aryan wishes everyone Happy New Year !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-1037979372695746308?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1037979372695746308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=1037979372695746308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1037979372695746308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1037979372695746308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2011/01/why.html' title='THE WHY'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8748369625256667837</id><published>2010-07-21T14:11:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:23:01.171+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Mereka Happy Bday</title><content type='html'>You started waiting for this day perhaps from your previous Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you attend a birthday party you ask , "Mumma mereka happy&amp;nbsp;bday kab aayega"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you plan minute details , &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Main Pooh bear cake laaonga , nahi cartoon wala , tom and jerry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Main party popper karoonga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Main baloon burst NAHI karoonga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mumma didi aayegi mereke bday mein?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it is ... "Mereka Happy&amp;nbsp;Birthday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see this morning how you were on cloud 9 , with people calling you from around the world , I could see a ring in your voice as you said "Thank you !" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your birthday turns out just the way you wanted it to be. Hope you have loads of fun today and on Sunday , when we are having over your cousins for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have 100 such birthdays and I wish that all your plans for each of those birthdays come true !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all your plans for days between birthdays also come true !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love to my little - BIG BOY !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8748369625256667837?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8748369625256667837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8748369625256667837' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8748369625256667837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8748369625256667837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/07/mereka-happy-bday.html' title='Mereka Happy Bday'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-3070431838054494639</id><published>2010-07-01T09:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-01T09:38:14.164+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>YAAAAYYY !!! We won a bronze medal , for &lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-we-are-not-starting-monthly-craft.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; project !! YES ..in the prestigious Artsy-Craftsy challenge !! Hip Hip Hurray! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TCwRrGWGT6I/AAAAAAAAIL4/W4BpxNNRtdA/s1600/artsy-craftsy3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TCwRrGWGT6I/AAAAAAAAIL4/W4BpxNNRtdA/s320/artsy-craftsy3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Check this out &lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/2010/06/artsy-craftsy-june-winners.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-3070431838054494639?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3070431838054494639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=3070431838054494639' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3070431838054494639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3070431838054494639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/07/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TCwRrGWGT6I/AAAAAAAAIL4/W4BpxNNRtdA/s72-c/artsy-craftsy3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8618276741678190577</id><published>2010-06-22T14:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T14:44:43.067+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>Getting Assertive with his Demands!</title><content type='html'>Scene :&lt;br /&gt;Aryan loves mom-made burgers (anti-jinx!!). So after he finished his burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mumma give me camera"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Why"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Aapne bahut acha burger banaya na , main aapka photo khichoonga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma was on 11th heaven !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene : Super market Entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mumma jab nanu nani aaye the , toh unhone mujhe paise diye the na , bola toy lana"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : (Shocked !!! He never really demanded anything till date) "Okay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Toy lena hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Okay lets see the toy section , what you want"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : (spots Play doh !) "Play doh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delighted Mumma picks 4 different colours of play doh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : (spots a big set of sketch pens) "Yeh bhi lena hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Do you know what that is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "thats XYLOPHONE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Its not xylophone , we will get you xylophone tomorrow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene change : Next day in a gift shop , buying gift for a birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma notices a xylophone , remembers her promise and shows it to Aryan. Aryan is delighted and wants to buy that. After sometime , while we are still looking for gift for the party,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mumma I want MIKE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Okay , choose between xylophone and mike"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan is confused for long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Okay , lets buy xylophone today and mike on your birthday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene change : Aryan played with xylophone for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mumma lo , I dont want xylophone now , I want mike now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma is too shocked to believe his new milestone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8618276741678190577?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8618276741678190577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8618276741678190577' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8618276741678190577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8618276741678190577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-assertive-with-his-demands.html' title='Getting Assertive with his Demands!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4567268371448676274</id><published>2010-06-21T09:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-21T09:23:47.641+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Crafts of the month!</title><content type='html'>No, we are not starting a monthly craft competiotion , Shruti is already doing a great job on that. We are just showcasing what all we did this month :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is our firt Origami craft , a hat from the book we got from &lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shruti Aunti !! THANK YOU SHRUTI AUNTI !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7a7_4E9WI/AAAAAAAAIKY/CNvmCzkiIc8/s1600/IMG_6865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7a7_4E9WI/AAAAAAAAIKY/CNvmCzkiIc8/s320/IMG_6865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you see below is the remains from a party popper ! Yes , Aryan is so fond of party popper that we was asking everyday about his birthday for the sake of it. So his dad got him one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7ZHA0kiYI/AAAAAAAAIJo/dvtH5lg1yLI/s1600/IMG_6868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7ZHA0kiYI/AAAAAAAAIJo/dvtH5lg1yLI/s320/IMG_6868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what we did with the remains. A black canvas , which was painted long ago and was saved by mumma was used to make a shiny star !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7ZqGUi71I/AAAAAAAAIJ4/rJTfV2bEhgs/s1600/IMG_6877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7ZqGUi71I/AAAAAAAAIJ4/rJTfV2bEhgs/s320/IMG_6877.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we made a colourful house on the same day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7bGVRq9hI/AAAAAAAAIKg/0TGEQTdOpWI/s1600/IMG_6875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7bGVRq9hI/AAAAAAAAIKg/0TGEQTdOpWI/s320/IMG_6875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showcasing his creation !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7Z1GJjilI/AAAAAAAAIKA/hnhVDFhTvbY/s1600/IMG_6872.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7Z1GJjilI/AAAAAAAAIKA/hnhVDFhTvbY/s320/IMG_6872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Shruti Aunti is talking about block printing , so we did something to mark our participation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7bRvGLvZI/AAAAAAAAIKo/o_pN0Wh2Y08/s1600/IMG_6882.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7bRvGLvZI/AAAAAAAAIKo/o_pN0Wh2Y08/s320/IMG_6882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7bdA-mkpI/AAAAAAAAIKw/PYWQr3AKCc8/s1600/IMG_6880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7bdA-mkpI/AAAAAAAAIKw/PYWQr3AKCc8/s320/IMG_6880.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7bkN6w8SI/AAAAAAAAIK4/zZuX80G3d6E/s1600/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7bkN6w8SI/AAAAAAAAIK4/zZuX80G3d6E/s320/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another block printing attempt with potatos , but it is not neat and hence I am not giving it for the artsy crafty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7ha1m8eiI/AAAAAAAAILU/5WJqjHc4Wbg/s1600/IMG_6879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7ha1m8eiI/AAAAAAAAILU/5WJqjHc4Wbg/s320/IMG_6879.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4567268371448676274?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4567268371448676274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4567268371448676274' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4567268371448676274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4567268371448676274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-we-are-not-starting-monthly-craft.html' title='Crafts of the month!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/TB7a7_4E9WI/AAAAAAAAIKY/CNvmCzkiIc8/s72-c/IMG_6865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4906188959649777961</id><published>2010-05-21T15:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-21T15:08:33.914+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Mera Bawarchi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S_ZSkEeFMrI/AAAAAAAAIIM/Fs9g_8N8y5g/s1600/IMG_0976.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S_ZSkEeFMrI/AAAAAAAAIIM/Fs9g_8N8y5g/s320/IMG_0976.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4906188959649777961?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4906188959649777961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4906188959649777961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4906188959649777961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4906188959649777961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/mera-bawarchi.html' title='Mera Bawarchi'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S_ZSkEeFMrI/AAAAAAAAIIM/Fs9g_8N8y5g/s72-c/IMG_0976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4238472785655238385</id><published>2010-05-18T15:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-18T15:14:54.477+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collage'/><title type='text'>Collage fun !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S_Jg6zEJVCI/AAAAAAAAIH4/3ThoBxaRlZ4/s1600/IMG_0973.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S_Jg6zEJVCI/AAAAAAAAIH4/3ThoBxaRlZ4/s320/IMG_0973.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S_JhcscgXzI/AAAAAAAAIIA/MbvMo1CX7gE/s1600/IMG_0970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S_JhcscgXzI/AAAAAAAAIIA/MbvMo1CX7gE/s320/IMG_0970.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4238472785655238385?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4238472785655238385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4238472785655238385' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4238472785655238385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4238472785655238385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/collage-fun.html' title='Collage fun !'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S_Jg6zEJVCI/AAAAAAAAIH4/3ThoBxaRlZ4/s72-c/IMG_0973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8084023940610808069</id><published>2010-05-10T14:05:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-12T10:42:44.299+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incidents'/><title type='text'>Confident to Over-confident</title><content type='html'>Last year when Aryan went for the first time in apartment's splash pool , he slipped in the water and water got into his tummy. As a result he vomitted and got scared of swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day , we kept on encouraging him to step into the pool,but did not succeed until last week. After and year or so, last week he stepped into the splash pool and then into the bigger pool (kids above 3 are allowed in the bigger pool under parent's supervision) and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend again he went to the bigger pool with his father. After splashing and playing for few minutes he tells his papa , "Papa aap ruko , main ek round leke aata hoon" (You wait here papa , I will go and swim a lap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anupam and I could not help laughing for minutes when he told me this. My little prince took little time from becoming confident to over-confident :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anti-Jinx..Kala tika ..touchwood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8084023940610808069?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8084023940610808069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8084023940610808069' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8084023940610808069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8084023940610808069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/confident-to-over-confident.html' title='Confident to Over-confident'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8329430603691822684</id><published>2010-05-10T13:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-10T13:40:35.837+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Kyoooooki</title><content type='html'>Yesterday he was watching a cd on laptop , while I was sitting near by. So he slipped himself in my lap while he continued watching cd. So I asked :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aap mumma ki godi mein kyoooo baithe ho ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : Kyooki mujhe baithna haiiii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Kyo baithna haiiiiii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Kyoooki mujhe achaaaa lagta haiiiii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Kyoo acha lagta haiiii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan "Kyoooooki mujhe mumma acha lagta haiiii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extra "i" and "o" are to indicate that the talk happened in quite a musical way :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8329430603691822684?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8329430603691822684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8329430603691822684' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8329430603691822684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8329430603691822684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/kyoooooki.html' title='Kyoooooki'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-316781463805170548</id><published>2010-04-30T15:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:34:12.302+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Yesterday night..</title><content type='html'>He took my hand into his and wrapped it around his body and hugged it tight and said "Yeh mera mumma hai , mera friend" and kissed my hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-316781463805170548?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/316781463805170548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=316781463805170548' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/316781463805170548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/316781463805170548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/yesterday-night.html' title='Yesterday night..'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8747529034909243922</id><published>2010-04-29T11:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:26:29.227+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phrase of the day'/><title type='text'>Kal bhi nahi</title><content type='html'>So yesterday it was 1 phrase that dominated all the talks we had. Some examples :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mumma mujhe bread khana hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Aryan ab roti khayenge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Nahi mumma , mujhe bread acha lagta hai , maine &lt;strong&gt;kal bhi nahi&lt;/strong&gt; khaya na bread!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Papa aap TV dekho"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa : "Nahi Aryan , I am done"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Nahi Papa , aapne &lt;strong&gt;kal bhi TV nahi&lt;/strong&gt; dekha na!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mumma book padenge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Thodi daer baad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Nahi Mumma , maine &lt;strong&gt;kal bhi book nahi&lt;/strong&gt; pada na"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8747529034909243922?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8747529034909243922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8747529034909243922' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8747529034909243922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8747529034909243922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/kal-bhi-nahi.html' title='Kal bhi nahi'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-3817689070260841371</id><published>2010-04-28T10:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-06T15:16:35.095+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phrase of the day'/><title type='text'>Yeh Kaun laya ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;"Yeh kaun laya ?" is the latest question on his mind for each and EVERY THING. For eg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mumma, wall kaun laya ?"&lt;br /&gt;"fan kaun laya ? , Aur AC ?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeh Tshirt kaun laya ?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tub kaun laya ? , Aur soap , aur bathroom ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you get the zing , don't you ? We try to be sane and reply to these questions to perfection as much as possible. But there are things that we don't really remember that who actually bought those but&amp;nbsp;he won't leave&amp;nbsp;us without an answer&amp;nbsp;and so we say "Mumma laya" or "Papa laya" just to close the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend it happened like that :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mumma Aryan soap kaun laya"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "ummm..Mumma laya"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Nahi maine papa se poocha , papa ne bola , papa laya"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : (ufff...He is cross verifying also :P) "Haan , Mumma aur Papa dono laya"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Aur main ? Main bhi laya ?"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : (thinking , let me tease him ;-) ) "Nahi , Aryan nahi laya , Mumma aur Papa gaye the"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : " Nahi Mumma , Aryan bhi gaya tha , aapko pata hai , main aapki godi mein tha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how to reply that ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-3817689070260841371?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3817689070260841371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=3817689070260841371' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3817689070260841371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3817689070260841371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/yeh-kaun-laya.html' title='Yeh Kaun laya ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4125271006259803119</id><published>2010-04-27T17:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-27T17:21:18.945+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Golden words..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Mujhe school jana hai , mujhe school acha lagta hai"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he holds on the feeling till June 9th :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4125271006259803119?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4125271006259803119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4125271006259803119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4125271006259803119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4125271006259803119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/golden-words.html' title='Golden words..'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-248193143618724074</id><published>2010-04-23T13:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-23T13:38:40.227+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antics'/><title type='text'>Papa's AA</title><content type='html'>Every morning when Papa gets ready, Aryan asks him , "Papa kaun sa shoes" (which shoes you want to wear?) and runs to get those. Then while papa is wearing his shoes he runs to get Papa's Icard and car keys and hands them over to Papa. And then he goes hunting Papa's mobile and asks "mobile liya ?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such a efficient administrative assistant, how can Papa forget anything ? &lt;br /&gt;I am sure Anupam is happy that atleast his son does all that his wife never did for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-248193143618724074?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/248193143618724074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=248193143618724074' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/248193143618724074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/248193143618724074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/papas-aa.html' title='Papa&apos;s AA'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-2080166282540506174</id><published>2010-04-21T11:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:40:25.851+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Jab main bada ho jaonga&quot;'/><title type='text'>Never call him a big boy</title><content type='html'>Never call him a big boy because if he is big ..he should be able to drive Papa's car with KEYS !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , Aryan has a one point agenda these days ..to become big..since when is as big as papa he will be able to drive papa's car , WITH KEYS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa does allow him to sit of driving seat and play with the stearing when the car is safely parked ..so he does drives the car ..but papa never give him keys to drive the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on rare occasions when he eats his veggies , he stands on his toes with hands held high and asks if he has become big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he is with younger kids , he asks me to notice that he is big..like he stood next to Poppin's SweetPea (who is not even 2) and told me that mumma see I am big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night there was a small lizard in the house and he was scared like anything when I told him that big boys are not scared with lizards , cockroaches and fire flies , like papa is not. And so he got thinking and checking all over again if he was big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mumma can never tell him that he is a big boy now , because the moment mumma says "Aryan you are a big boy: , Aryan says "Main big ho gaya hoon na , toh main papa car chalonga , keys se "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-2080166282540506174?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2080166282540506174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=2080166282540506174' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2080166282540506174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2080166282540506174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/never-call-him-big-boy.html' title='Never call him a big boy'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-9113875298137119546</id><published>2010-04-15T11:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:20:34.018+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aryan&apos;s room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dadu-Dadi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Who will sleep where ?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at bed time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Aryan aap apne room mein ninna karoge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Nahi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Kyo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Phir mujhe darr lagega"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Kyo , darr kyo lagega , wahan aapka mickey mouse hai , doll hai , aapka painting hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan Listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Main pooh bear wala bedsheet bicha deti hoon aapke liye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Kyo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Phir pooh bear aapke saath soyega na , toh darr nahi lagega"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Nahi , mujhe mumma paas sona hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma quiet for few minutes. Suddenly a bulb lights and Mumma recalls ~nm's talks to Anirudh. So she strikes a conversation on similiar note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Aapko small baby lana hai na , phir baby kahan soyega"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : (Patting at where his dad sleeps) "yahan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Phir Papa kahan soyenge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Papa apna pillow leke , Us room mein"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : (Thinking that this conversation would end exactly like ~nm's and Anirudh's) "Phir dadu dadi aayenge toh woh kahan soyenge?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Dadu big room mein bed par soyenge, dadi apna pillow leke sofa pe soyengi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We have a diwan in living room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mumma was wrong , he is one step ahead of his cousin, who atleast thought dadi dadu can sleep with papa in the other room (since papa is their betu! ). My son has moved dadi to sofa altogether. I wonder how dadi would react to the news :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-9113875298137119546?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9113875298137119546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=9113875298137119546' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/9113875298137119546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/9113875298137119546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-will-sleep-where.html' title='Who will sleep where ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7036903883809154910</id><published>2010-04-15T10:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:17:16.476+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Jab main bada ho jaonga&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Jab main bada ho jaonga..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at bedtime :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan :"Mumma , jab main bada ho jaonga , main papa car mein office jaonga , laptop le ke"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Papa right side mein baithenge , aap peeche baithna"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma :"okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Papa office jayenge, phir main aap ko ghumma leke jaonga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "okay :D" (Hugs him tight and showers with kisses)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7036903883809154910?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7036903883809154910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7036903883809154910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7036903883809154910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7036903883809154910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/jab-main-bada-ho-jaonga.html' title='Jab main bada ho jaonga..'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-3840506542715981248</id><published>2010-04-14T17:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:42:20.796+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>Mumma : "Aryan aapko pata hai aunty ke tummy mein baby hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan (confused , touching aunty's tummy): "Kahan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "Tummy mein, thode din baad bahar aayega"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mumma aap bhi tummy mein baby lagana ..theek hai"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-3840506542715981248?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3840506542715981248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=3840506542715981248' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3840506542715981248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/3840506542715981248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8722551124741473797</id><published>2010-04-14T17:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:17:53.746+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Already buying me gifts :)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night at bedtime "Mumma main aapke liye Papa car laonga aur keys bhi , theek hai , phir aap bhi Sanika ki mumma jaise car chalana..theek hai "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to buy me a car like his dad's , with keys ofcourse , so that I can also drive car like other moms :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8722551124741473797?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8722551124741473797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8722551124741473797' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8722551124741473797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8722551124741473797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/already-buying-me-gifts.html' title='Already buying me gifts :)'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-2616349420713955792</id><published>2010-04-12T13:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-12T13:30:19.908+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>And we get crafty again!</title><content type='html'>Holidays means fun and crafts and paintings..so we made the following :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caterpillar ..though it doesnot look like one and I could not find anything to make tentacles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S8LQFrtO3PI/AAAAAAAAIFY/Owh25cPPuQY/s1600/IMG_6714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S8LQFrtO3PI/AAAAAAAAIFY/Owh25cPPuQY/s320/IMG_6714.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady bug puppet - which hardly looks like lady bug though ..but it was 100% painted by the prince and so I have no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S769cHe2j4I/AAAAAAAAIFI/X-YZlpCm4ns/s1600/IMG_6713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S769cHe2j4I/AAAAAAAAIFI/X-YZlpCm4ns/s320/IMG_6713.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Paper Mache Musical Maracas - for &lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/search/label/Artsy-Craftsy"&gt;Shruti&lt;/a&gt; ! Only because of her I tried hands on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S8LSZa3sz3I/AAAAAAAAIFk/5t33EERIcew/s1600/rattle.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S8LSZa3sz3I/AAAAAAAAIFk/5t33EERIcew/s320/rattle.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old ice cream container used as the base. &lt;br /&gt;I have put some channa in it for the sound. &lt;br /&gt;The handle is of rolled paper. &lt;br /&gt;The ready structure was then dipped in paper mache paste.&lt;br /&gt;And we then rolled it over on pieces of news paper.&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was dipped again in paper mache paste.&lt;br /&gt;We finally had a colourful Musical Maracas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make 2 but Aryan lost patience and so the other one was left like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea courtsey : google bhaiya as always. I cannot get so innovative myself :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-2616349420713955792?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2616349420713955792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=2616349420713955792' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2616349420713955792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2616349420713955792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-we-get-crafty-again.html' title='And we get crafty again!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S8LQFrtO3PI/AAAAAAAAIFY/Owh25cPPuQY/s72-c/IMG_6714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4427577453318572772</id><published>2010-04-06T10:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:20:50.292+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Holidays have started ..The Proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S7q9Ax24KjI/AAAAAAAAIEc/abJegBhEAfw/s1600/IMG_0930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S7q9Ax24KjI/AAAAAAAAIEc/abJegBhEAfw/s400/IMG_0930.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did first of the kinds ..plaster of paris crafts. These fridge magnets were painted by Aryan all by himself :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am sure you can see the other camera in the pic , thats him clicking his creations :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4427577453318572772?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4427577453318572772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4427577453318572772' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4427577453318572772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4427577453318572772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/holidays-have-started-proof.html' title='Holidays have started ..The Proof'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S7q9Ax24KjI/AAAAAAAAIEc/abJegBhEAfw/s72-c/IMG_0930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7923262315443562820</id><published>2010-03-18T13:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:50:07.547+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>Papa ka mush kahan gaya ?</title><content type='html'>This Sunday Aryan's Papa shaved off his moustache for the first time in his life. So after the event , he went to Aryan to see his reaction. And Aryan started giggling looking at papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa : "&lt;i&gt;Kya hua &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;i&gt;Mush nikal diya&lt;/i&gt;" giggles &lt;br /&gt;Aryan runs to the bathroom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;i&gt;Kahan rakha&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Papa : "&lt;i&gt;Kya&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;i&gt;Aapne Mush kahan rakha &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL , he thought papa has removed his moustache and kept somewhere. Papa and Mumma had tough time to make him understand that it was shaved off just as beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan's afterthoughts to the episode :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour :&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;i&gt;Mumma mujhe Mush lagana hai&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bedtime :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;i&gt;Aryan Papa ka Mush kahan gaya&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : giggles "&lt;i&gt;Potty Mein gaya&lt;/i&gt;"  (Meaning : It got flushed off!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7923262315443562820?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7923262315443562820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7923262315443562820' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7923262315443562820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7923262315443562820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/03/mush-talks.html' title='Papa ka mush kahan gaya ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-819115617026820409</id><published>2010-03-11T13:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:09:27.151+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Holi Hungama</title><content type='html'>Aryan is back after having a whole lot of fun. He played holi first time ever and I bet he just LOVED it !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say a picture say more than thousand words and hence I leave you with these :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S5YG7iTYEcI/AAAAAAAAHyw/6ZlenHvI6yA/s400/IMG_0665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S5YG9ED8sPI/AAAAAAAAHy0/z7lwBKXj-rM/s400/IMG_0666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S5YG-DNJSoI/AAAAAAAAHy4/TVkNHsPCY2Y/s400/IMG_0667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S5YHMQiEZqI/AAAAAAAAHz8/LfPktwRl-SM/s400/IMG_0704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S5YHSoEPApI/AAAAAAAAH0g/VQrU1qvmfac/s400/IMG_0715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S5YHWANNoNI/AAAAAAAAH0w/ufen20eLlfg/s400/IMG_0720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-819115617026820409?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/819115617026820409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=819115617026820409' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/819115617026820409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/819115617026820409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/03/holi-hungama.html' title='Holi Hungama'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S5YG7iTYEcI/AAAAAAAAHyw/6ZlenHvI6yA/s72-c/IMG_0665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8997069683856696950</id><published>2010-02-11T14:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:13:17.569+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Aerolplane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3Eooj1QTtI/AAAAAAAAHuo/TqGMHQhDAHw/s1600-h/IMG_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436170902491385554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3Eooj1QTtI/AAAAAAAAHuo/TqGMHQhDAHw/s400/IMG_0578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On 5th Feb 2010 , he drew this on his right hand , using his left hand. And he is NOT a lefty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8997069683856696950?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8997069683856696950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8997069683856696950' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8997069683856696950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8997069683856696950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/aerolplane.html' title='Aerolplane'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3Eooj1QTtI/AAAAAAAAHuo/TqGMHQhDAHw/s72-c/IMG_0578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4973305535821946463</id><published>2010-02-10T13:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:09:50.918+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Behaviour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>He gives us compliments !</title><content type='html'>Yes he does !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The other day he told me , "Beautiful !" after I got ready for an outing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This weekend he pulled out a shirt after his papa came from bath and tells him to wear that. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The other day he pulled out a T-shirt for him and when he wore it he told "Yeh Mujhe Pasand hai" (I like it !)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day I had a hair band on and he tells , "WOW , Nice"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4973305535821946463?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4973305535821946463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4973305535821946463' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4973305535821946463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4973305535821946463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/he-gives-us-compliments.html' title='He gives us compliments !'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-1205892903950582262</id><published>2010-02-09T14:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-09T15:17:57.506+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>More crafts from January</title><content type='html'>We really had some kind of craft fever last month , here are some more proofs to that :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On 12th Jan 2010 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oil Pastel Resist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EooyIDXvI/AAAAAAAAHuw/R8FiEZa_JtI/s1600-h/IMG_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436170906328325874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EooyIDXvI/AAAAAAAAHuw/R8FiEZa_JtI/s400/IMG_0228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Idea from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-joy-of-my-life-and-other-things.blogspot.com/2010/01/kids-art-oil-pastel-resist.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sheela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shruti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan painted the water with a brush and then we finger painted the fishes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EopbQtR5I/AAAAAAAAHu4/dXDIhScu_QM/s1600-h/IMG_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436170917370480530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EopbQtR5I/AAAAAAAAHu4/dXDIhScu_QM/s400/IMG_0225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Idea from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/2009/08/finger-painting-aquarium.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On 15th Jan 2010 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tissue Paper Fruits !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EopiRh8iI/AAAAAAAAHvA/xDy3paFSPy8/s1600-h/IMG_6630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436170919252980258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EopiRh8iI/AAAAAAAAHvA/xDy3paFSPy8/s400/IMG_6630.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With Mumma's help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EpJp6CnxI/AAAAAAAAHvU/3MptZzRghRQ/s1600-h/IMG_6633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436171471057755922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EpJp6CnxI/AAAAAAAAHvU/3MptZzRghRQ/s400/IMG_6633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Artist at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EpKIMoR6I/AAAAAAAAHvc/ScFjrUq_hck/s1600-h/IMG_6634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436171479188785058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EpKIMoR6I/AAAAAAAAHvc/ScFjrUq_hck/s400/IMG_6634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Artist at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3Eop3xRJWI/AAAAAAAAHvI/pyXsPDNQqps/s1600-h/IMG_6631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436170925023241570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3Eop3xRJWI/AAAAAAAAHvI/pyXsPDNQqps/s400/IMG_6631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Independent creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Idea from google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Submitting the Apple and Mango for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/2010/02/artsy-craftsy-challenge-february.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;contest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-1205892903950582262?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1205892903950582262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=1205892903950582262' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1205892903950582262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/1205892903950582262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-really-had-some-kind-of-craft-fever.html' title='More crafts from January'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S3EooyIDXvI/AAAAAAAAHuw/R8FiEZa_JtI/s72-c/IMG_0228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7492949293238536619</id><published>2010-02-08T10:19:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:18:49.382+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annual Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>10 on 10 !</title><content type='html'>Aryan's Annual Day was on friday , 5th Feb. The school told to send the kids by 4 in the evening , while they would start the function at 6.30 Pm and the function would last for 3 hours or so, after which we can collect the kids from their classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , me being me was so apprehensive. Will he dance when he will see so many people. Plus it will be dark that time , will he feel Mumma left him in school overnight. All kinds of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did my part and explained him the sequence of events as much as I could. When we reached there , we realized that the front rows were already full and we were almost in the center of seating area. We came to know that parents stood in line for 2 hours to get the front rows :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stage was huge with lots of flashing lights. Anupam declared that he is sure, Aryan will cry. I just told him not to underestimate my son and hope for the best !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event started at 7.00 PM. It was a designed as a dream sequence of a small kid , who had all the fairy tales running in parralel in his fantasy. And like a movie the fantasy had dance and songs in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan's class had the second dance on the song, 10 on 10 (Priyanka Chopra's song from Pyar impossible). The situation was when Snowhite's mother asked mirror , who is the prettiest of all and the mirror named her ! Apt for the situation , I must say !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;HE DID NOT CRY !! &lt;/strong&gt;Actually none of the kids cried. They all moved...err..danced :) And they all did it pretty well. Considering it was their first encounter with stage , considering that it was dark , considering that they would not have seen such grand flashing lights before , they did it REALLY well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tough to spot him actually. I saw him on the closeup on side screen twice. Anupam could not see at all , but later realized that he actually clicked him , when we saw the 2 photographs that we clicked after the function:) Others who sat in front row, told that initially when the lights came on him , he was dancing with his eyes(head turned up) on the roof :) Later he was dancing normal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event lasted till 9.45 pm and the kids were waiting in their classes with teachers. All the parents were worried that the kids might have slept , might be crying and cranky etc etc. But we found them all happy and bubbling. And when I asked him , did he enjoy , I got a BIG YES as the answer :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera was not allowed officially but we carried (like everyone else) and clicked only 2 pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2-dcupYvQI/AAAAAAAAHtg/vLHxQO9Lows/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435736392142994690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2-dcupYvQI/AAAAAAAAHtg/vLHxQO9Lows/s400/IMG_0579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2-ddM5PaKI/AAAAAAAAHto/mjGg8ii4X6s/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435736400262555810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2-ddM5PaKI/AAAAAAAAHto/mjGg8ii4X6s/s400/IMG_0582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd boy (in pair) from the left, if leave the girl in solo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the song , for those who have not heard it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hm-9NmIihqQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hm-9NmIihqQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7492949293238536619?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7492949293238536619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7492949293238536619' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7492949293238536619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7492949293238536619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/annual-day.html' title='10 on 10 !'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2-dcupYvQI/AAAAAAAAHtg/vLHxQO9Lows/s72-c/IMG_0579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7050884209355547790</id><published>2010-02-05T12:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:09:51.809+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School Annual day today and I am more tensed than him. Wait for updates and wish us luck !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7050884209355547790?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7050884209355547790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7050884209355547790' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7050884209355547790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7050884209355547790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/school-annual-day-today-and-i-am-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7836112270739606810</id><published>2010-02-04T12:12:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-04T14:55:50.590+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antics'/><title type='text'>Chocolates</title><content type='html'>Aryan suddenly comes and gives a very warm kiss to Mumma and says ,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Mumma aapko chocolate khana hai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : (surprised by sudden love and offer and thinking , lets see what he is upto) "&lt;em&gt;haan, kahan hai chocolate&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;In the market&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;Okay , so you will get from market&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Yes , Aryan and Papa will get&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;For me :-D&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;yes , aapke liye aur Aryan ke liye&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Securing his chocolate in my name ..smart and wicked !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7836112270739606810?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7836112270739606810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7836112270739606810' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7836112270739606810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7836112270739606810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/chocolates.html' title='Chocolates'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5304414129988724069</id><published>2010-02-02T10:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:07:51.706+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Favourite Songs</title><content type='html'>I have been wanting to post this for long but keep forgetting. A list of songs that Aryan loves to see on you tube !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sA7AZ3FCMms"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thande Thande Paani se &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3iOMHOg7DI"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lala Lala Lori&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both these songs he visualizes himself to be the kid and the man and woman as his dad and mom. He sometimes tries to enact the sequence. He sometimes runs to get and put a bindi for me. He sometimes asks me to wear sari tomorrow. He sometimes insist on me bathing with him and his dad. He sometimes wants to get into the laptop to play with that kid :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5CS4nLI2ZX8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chal Chal Chal Mere Haathi&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song started with lots of questions. Why is Aunty angry? Why is Uncle sitting on elephant ? Why is Aunty smiling ?&lt;br /&gt;BUT yesterday , he held my hand , dragged me to the bedroom and sung "&lt;em&gt;chal chal chal re mere HAATHI&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gB12me3xFkg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haina Bolo Bolo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remembers the full stanza of the song and sings it to us sometimes. Looks every cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other favourite ones are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZnL1sQgSD7k"&gt;Lakdi ki Kathi&lt;/a&gt; - Now which kid doesnot like this one and yeah the you tube mania started from here only !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anCPlh18xSA"&gt;Bum Bum Bole&lt;/a&gt; - When the song starts , he hides behind me , saying I am scared of joker and as soon as joker turns into Uncle its fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yhcA9tmTqaw&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;Maine Kaha Phoolon se&lt;/a&gt; - He loves the dance here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ELoOUrKSGWA"&gt;Dadi Amma Dadi Amma Man jao&lt;/a&gt;  - Reminds him of dadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_kTeoaSkek&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Sare ke Sare &lt;/a&gt;- Loves the little boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=puNCwr_g_e0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Mera Raja Beta&lt;/a&gt; - Defined as &lt;em&gt;Ninna wala&lt;/em&gt; song (sleep song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMcg7TMj1RM&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;Chanda hai Tu&lt;/a&gt; - Used to like it because I used to sing it to him when he was baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5304414129988724069?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5304414129988724069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5304414129988724069' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5304414129988724069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5304414129988724069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/favourite-songs.html' title='Favourite Songs'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-6548041696200134041</id><published>2010-01-29T15:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T15:55:23.791+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>Bday Card to Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1_MNo66aEI/AAAAAAAAHVw/tDZ74AADad8/s400/IMG_0497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1_MM0GV-hI/AAAAAAAAHVs/3gacbi-Vl10/s400/IMG_0496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Idea Courtsey : Google Bhaiya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-6548041696200134041?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6548041696200134041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=6548041696200134041' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6548041696200134041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6548041696200134041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/bday-card-to-papa.html' title='Bday Card to Papa'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1_MNo66aEI/AAAAAAAAHVw/tDZ74AADad8/s72-c/IMG_0497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4810020160031666296</id><published>2010-01-28T11:11:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:49:24.226+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>The Monkey Story!</title><content type='html'>On 25th January we went sight seeing in Kodaikanal and at Green Valley view (sucide point) there were loads and loads of monkeys. Those monkeys were the most courageous monkeys we have ever seen in life. Humans don't bother them at all. Neither they are scared nor do they want to scare anyone. You can pass beside them like you are another monkey only :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one of these brave monkey saw a half consumed packet of chips in our taxi , which was parked by road side. It had 4 adults and a kid sitting in that and we were waiting for the driver. Just then the brave monkey came from driver's window into the car. It had all the adults and the kid (Aryan) screaming , in scare and in attempt to chase it away while within few seconds the monkey grabbed what it wanted and was out from the same window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It left Aryan under terror. He could not believe that the monkey took his packet of chips under the nose of his parents. He cried in fear and his heart pumped like it would pop out. The parents and the rest of the junta tried to sooth him. But he kept crying after every few minutes thinking about the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never got down from Mumma's lap the entire day. He was no longer interested in sight seeing and wanted to go home. He told mumma that "main monkey se gussa hoon. woh mera chips le gaya.mera yellow chips "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later even in train , he asked why the monkey took his chips even though mumma had bought him another one by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the monkey story is a part of our life. Every night we narrate to each other , how the monkey took Aryan's yellow chips :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1_Ma6WFevI/AAAAAAAAHW0/OxetXWCAEq4/s400/IMG_0544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Monkey whose brother scared Aryan out !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a serious note though , we know he would take a looooooooong time to get over this monkey fear. Also , I wanted to take him to zoo soon , since he missed his school trip to zoo , due to our kodaikanal trip but now I fear that he would want to be carried the moment he would see monkeys in the zoo :( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other real and not -so -real animals that Aryan encountered in kodaikanal :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1_LrrLb71I/AAAAAAAAHR8/NLwb9ztZBEU/s400/IMG_0352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Horse ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1_MBsCErWI/AAAAAAAAHUg/Zud52WLCYfU/s400/IMG_0433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inside Lion's mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1_MD3AvDWI/AAAAAAAAHUw/dJqKpfrS2_o/s400/IMG_0436.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinosaur Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2EnLsE8yQI/AAAAAAAAHsI/KUmAeodwFSM/s1600-h/IMG_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431665707349494018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2EnLsE8yQI/AAAAAAAAHsI/KUmAeodwFSM/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deer Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1_MFyXHCbI/AAAAAAAAHU4/fwIy_PHLCUE/s400/IMG_0440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emu at the resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2EmKwS7htI/AAAAAAAAHr8/ay5CsbWjO8w/s1600-h/IMG_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431664591790376658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2EmKwS7htI/AAAAAAAAHr8/ay5CsbWjO8w/s320/IMG_0385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rabbits at the resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2EmKTFfXLI/AAAAAAAAHr0/qIPtMstgfPs/s1600-h/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431664583949376690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2EmKTFfXLI/AAAAAAAAHr0/qIPtMstgfPs/s320/IMG_0421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2EmJwlSO2I/AAAAAAAAHrs/-nLtyKKLTQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431664574687492962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S2EmJwlSO2I/AAAAAAAAHrs/-nLtyKKLTQQ/s320/IMG_0343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mickey MOUSE , Aryan clicked this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4810020160031666296?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4810020160031666296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4810020160031666296' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4810020160031666296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4810020160031666296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/monkey-story.html' title='The Monkey Story!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1_Ma6WFevI/AAAAAAAAHW0/OxetXWCAEq4/s72-c/IMG_0544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4637611980366637339</id><published>2010-01-21T10:03:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:35:18.125+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>A vote and a quiz !</title><content type='html'>Aryan participated in his first online competition and needs your votes to win ! Vote &lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/2010/01/artsy-craftsy-jan2010.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He submitted 3 crafts and you can vote for whatever you like !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/finger-paint-mania.html"&gt;Thumbprint Grapes &amp;amp; lady bird &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-melon-and-apple-tree.html"&gt;The fingerprint alphabet A craft &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-melon-and-apple-tree.html"&gt;The watermelon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also leaving you with a quiz , tell what you think he has drawn below :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1fbMSftoRI/AAAAAAAAHO8/DT3dRZf3X5s/s1600-h/IMG_0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429048879988187410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1fbMSftoRI/AAAAAAAAHO8/DT3dRZf3X5s/s400/IMG_0196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1fbLseEeRI/AAAAAAAAHO0/klCDA-a3w-U/s1600-h/IMG_0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429048869780748562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1fbLseEeRI/AAAAAAAAHO0/klCDA-a3w-U/s400/IMG_0194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1fbLCEY8ZI/AAAAAAAAHOs/S4sHe3g6I2U/s1600-h/IMG_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429048858398749074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1fbLCEY8ZI/AAAAAAAAHOs/S4sHe3g6I2U/s400/IMG_0195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1fbKw7iiuI/AAAAAAAAHOk/PpiidWYm4GM/s1600-h/IMG_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429048853798226658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1fbKw7iiuI/AAAAAAAAHOk/PpiidWYm4GM/s400/IMG_0193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And the winner is SWARAM AUNTY !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Answers : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cockroach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Neelum Aunty is the Runner Up !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4637611980366637339?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4637611980366637339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4637611980366637339' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4637611980366637339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4637611980366637339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/vote-and-quiz.html' title='A vote and a quiz !'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1fbMSftoRI/AAAAAAAAHO8/DT3dRZf3X5s/s72-c/IMG_0196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-427948916821771084</id><published>2010-01-20T14:23:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:32:00.075+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tauji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumma-Aryan Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>Tauji</title><content type='html'>Every kid has some one in the family who they admire. This person is like a role model for them and they like to grow up to be that person. For Aryan that person is his tauji (father's elder brother).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this forever that Aryan adores and admires his tauji. He doesnot have a buddy kind of relationship with tauji, like he does with his Nanu. He doesnot cuddle or spends time chatting with tauji often, like he does with his dadi. But still he adores him. He cannot say NO to tauji. If tauji say sit , he would and thats not because of fear. He loves everything that tauji do and possess and this ofcourse includes tauji car :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday , Aryan and I were cuddling and talking when I asked him what he did during his day. Here is part of that conversation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lunch mein Aryan ne kya kya khaya ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dal , chawal and vegetable&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;/strong&gt;(pause) "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aap vegetable kyo dete ho ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vegetable khate hai , vegetable khane se Aryan big aur strong ho jayega."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mujhe vegetable nahi khana.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kyo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : (Naughty smile )" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mujhe vomit aata hai..giggles "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Vomit is new word in vocabulary from recent stomach infection)&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : (smiles )" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naughty boy ..aapko Anirudh bhaiya aur Honey Bhaiya (cousins) jaisa strong and big hona hai na ? "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;haan ..main big ho jaoga. Anirudh bhaiya big ho kar tauji car chalayenge ???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan thinking&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aapko tauji car chalana hai ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan :&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "No..phir tauji gussa honge na" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma :" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nahi , aap big ho jaoge , toh tauji car chala lena , tauji de denge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Main big ho jaonga , tauji small ho jayenge ??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Mumma : (laughs ) "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nahi tauji bhi big , Aryan bhi big&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Main specs lagaonga , tauji jaise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Mumma :" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some rare pics of the moments Aryan shared with his tauji :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1bE9zmi50I/AAAAAAAAHOU/ken3-1VORDc/s1600-h/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428742966944655170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1bE9zmi50I/AAAAAAAAHOU/ken3-1VORDc/s400/IMG_1092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1bE938cEII/AAAAAAAAHOc/esh5Y7L8Hf4/s1600-h/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428742968110223490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1bE938cEII/AAAAAAAAHOc/esh5Y7L8Hf4/s400/IMG_1091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-427948916821771084?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/427948916821771084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=427948916821771084' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/427948916821771084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/427948916821771084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/tauji.html' title='Tauji'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1bE9zmi50I/AAAAAAAAHOU/ken3-1VORDc/s72-c/IMG_1092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7786987436704010405</id><published>2010-01-19T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:24:17.851+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>@Lumbini Gardens Bangalore</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1Pi2UtRaVI/AAAAAAAAHI8/vnZbUu1H7JY/s400/IMG_0237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1Pi3gqNzGI/AAAAAAAAHJE/wmYOFbsnovs/s400/IMG_0243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1PklbE9t4I/AAAAAAAAHJg/hspwJV38oQA/s400/IMG_0253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1PlsFfpz7I/AAAAAAAAHKA/yWGowlONzKQ/s400/IMG_0273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1PmrPKlz0I/AAAAAAAAHKY/vQSFGb_mq1w/s400/IMG_0280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 16th Jan 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7786987436704010405?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7786987436704010405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7786987436704010405' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7786987436704010405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7786987436704010405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/lumbini-gardens-bangalore.html' title='@Lumbini Gardens Bangalore'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1Pi2UtRaVI/AAAAAAAAHI8/vnZbUu1H7JY/s72-c/IMG_0237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7707302122044633113</id><published>2010-01-18T10:43:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:24:36.082+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>It was NOT a dream !</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night at 12 AM , an arm curled around my neck , followed by a peck on my cheeks and I opened my eyes to the wide awake little boy with bright eyes , asking for water :-) BLISS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked him about it in the morning ,he giggled for few seconds and then he held my face in his hands and showered me with N number of kisses all over my face :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7707302122044633113?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7707302122044633113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7707302122044633113' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7707302122044633113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7707302122044633113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-was-not-dream.html' title='It was NOT a dream !'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-2160698368691378734</id><published>2010-01-16T22:13:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:19:51.451+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><title type='text'>Finger Paint Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-melon-and-apple-tree.html"&gt;Another &lt;/a&gt;step to finger paint &lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/2010/01/artsy-craftsy-challenge.html"&gt;Mania &lt;/a&gt;:-) , grapes and lady bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1HtH-ife8I/AAAAAAAAHHc/oCgXymAm058/s1600-h/IMG_0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1HtH-ife8I/AAAAAAAAHHc/oCgXymAm058/s400/IMG_0224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427379747260693442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-2160698368691378734?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2160698368691378734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=2160698368691378734' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2160698368691378734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2160698368691378734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/finger-paint-mania.html' title='Finger Paint Mania'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S1HtH-ife8I/AAAAAAAAHHc/oCgXymAm058/s72-c/IMG_0224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8411827140813193422</id><published>2010-01-11T15:03:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:57:24.745+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>Water Melon and Apple Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rwraZWiiI/AAAAAAAAHHE/YqmKywVbswk/s1600-h/IMG_0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rwraZWiiI/AAAAAAAAHHE/YqmKywVbswk/s400/IMG_0189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425413329731881506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan painted &lt;strong&gt;the watermelon &lt;/strong&gt;inspired by the turtle shell that his mumma did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this will be &lt;strong&gt;Aryan's First entry &lt;/strong&gt;for the &lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/2010/01/artsy-craftsy-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;artsy-craftsy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below is something we did in Dushera vacations :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S01YOgBVOgI/AAAAAAAAHHM/zBPE0hBwEr0/s1600-h/IMG_6627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S01YOgBVOgI/AAAAAAAAHHM/zBPE0hBwEr0/s400/IMG_6627.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426090132188248578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you see above is a page which says , "A is for Apples , Apple Tree , Ants and Aeroplane". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Trunk &lt;/strong&gt;of the tree was painted by a &lt;strong&gt;cardboard block &lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;branches &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;apples &lt;/strong&gt;by the little &lt;strong&gt;fingers &lt;/strong&gt;and the &lt;strong&gt;green &lt;/strong&gt;of the tree was done by a &lt;strong&gt;loofah&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Ants &lt;/strong&gt;were painted by &lt;strong&gt;thumbprints &lt;/strong&gt;and the "A" and the Aeroplane were done by leftover crepe frills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be &lt;strong&gt;Aryan's Second Entry &lt;/strong&gt;to the artsy-craftsy challenge !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Artsy-Craftsy Challenge" href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/2010/01/artsy-craftsy-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Artsy-Craftsy Challenge" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hwjgdnA6iy8/S0Q7mC8U8XI/AAAAAAAANxI/6ExgE4FVFaM/s1600/artsy-craftsy-side150.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8411827140813193422?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8411827140813193422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8411827140813193422' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8411827140813193422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8411827140813193422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-melon-and-apple-tree.html' title='Water Melon and Apple Tree'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rwraZWiiI/AAAAAAAAHHE/YqmKywVbswk/s72-c/IMG_0189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8380065611163502262</id><published>2010-01-11T13:18:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:27:19.655+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>Making Of A Turtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rZSc5I6cI/AAAAAAAAHG8/Wh2cNeuzCQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rZSc5I6cI/AAAAAAAAHG8/Wh2cNeuzCQQ/s400/IMG_0184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425387612137908674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rY1GJZg4I/AAAAAAAAHG0/Tz6J8EhrTeY/s1600-h/IMG_0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rY1GJZg4I/AAAAAAAAHG0/Tz6J8EhrTeY/s400/IMG_0185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425387107815883650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rY0mp-kGI/AAAAAAAAHGs/iGs0AyEX58M/s1600-h/IMG_0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rY0mp-kGI/AAAAAAAAHGs/iGs0AyEX58M/s400/IMG_0186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425387099362594914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rY0bNNm3I/AAAAAAAAHGk/pXTGnAa5CCQ/s1600-h/IMG_0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rY0bNNm3I/AAAAAAAAHGk/pXTGnAa5CCQ/s400/IMG_0187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425387096289155954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rY0B8aTfI/AAAAAAAAHGc/dZ_xxhqdu4M/s1600-h/IMG_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rY0B8aTfI/AAAAAAAAHGc/dZ_xxhqdu4M/s400/IMG_0192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425387089507798514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rYzlirJ6I/AAAAAAAAHGU/XZUgzm89XRo/s1600-h/IMG_0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rYzlirJ6I/AAAAAAAAHGU/XZUgzm89XRo/s400/IMG_0191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425387081883658146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off went the turtle on 8th January , as part of underwater theme!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8380065611163502262?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8380065611163502262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8380065611163502262' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8380065611163502262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8380065611163502262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/making-of-turtle.html' title='Making Of A Turtle'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0rZSc5I6cI/AAAAAAAAHG8/Wh2cNeuzCQQ/s72-c/IMG_0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-9203546094243682617</id><published>2010-01-08T10:33:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:46:24.614+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><title type='text'>Spray Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9sycxjyI/AAAAAAAAHFc/T4qBxuxL9B4/s1600-h/IMG_0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9sycxjyI/AAAAAAAAHFc/T4qBxuxL9B4/s400/IMG_0136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424231378368696098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9tJWlUHI/AAAAAAAAHFk/pMTNOOg9Isc/s1600-h/IMG_0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9tJWlUHI/AAAAAAAAHFk/pMTNOOg9Isc/s400/IMG_0137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424231384516743282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9tlVDfdI/AAAAAAAAHFs/UQRGYECvhFk/s1600-h/IMG_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9tlVDfdI/AAAAAAAAHFs/UQRGYECvhFk/s400/IMG_0138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424231392026525138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9t1JpDUI/AAAAAAAAHF0/vKjLwKVNr2E/s1600-h/IMG_0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9t1JpDUI/AAAAAAAAHF0/vKjLwKVNr2E/s400/IMG_0144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424231396273622338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a-NAFRU4I/AAAAAAAAHGE/HtO3xlzyX2k/s1600-h/IMG_0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a-NAFRU4I/AAAAAAAAHGE/HtO3xlzyX2k/s400/IMG_0146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424231931784024962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9uaZ4qxI/AAAAAAAAHF8/NtfGDCPyk4E/s1600-h/IMG_0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9uaZ4qxI/AAAAAAAAHF8/NtfGDCPyk4E/s400/IMG_0145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424231406273866514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a-Na3NEKI/AAAAAAAAHGM/_LNyTGeTCQI/s1600-h/IMG_0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a-Na3NEKI/AAAAAAAAHGM/_LNyTGeTCQI/s400/IMG_0147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424231938972782754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jusr for the record , these are 100% inpedependent creations, tried for the first time (at home , cannot say about school) :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to me with his tooth brush and told me that he wants to do painting with that :D. I somehow convinced him to use a old one. I watched him from distance and just corrected him once on the way he was sprinkling the paint. And , you see the products :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-9203546094243682617?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9203546094243682617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=9203546094243682617' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/9203546094243682617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/9203546094243682617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/spray-painting.html' title='Spray Painting'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a9sycxjyI/AAAAAAAAHFc/T4qBxuxL9B4/s72-c/IMG_0136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-6353919521635936806</id><published>2010-01-08T10:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:24:00.180+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><title type='text'>Sense Station Day</title><content type='html'>Aryan's school had sense station day on 7th December 2009 and I totally forgot to put up an update unless &lt;a href="http://mindfull-meanderings.blogspot.com/2010/01/sense-station-day-school.html"&gt;Shruti &lt;/a&gt;reminded today. Aryan and Lil P go to same school but different branches. So they have similiar activities. Since Shruti has already elaborated the concept , I will just take a short cut and put the pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a6AzQvtMI/AAAAAAAAHFU/ncUPMsEVslQ/s1600-h/IMG_0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a6AzQvtMI/AAAAAAAAHFU/ncUPMsEVslQ/s400/IMG_0128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424227324137551042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a6AY61g4I/AAAAAAAAHFM/OWlOz1xQm-k/s1600-h/IMG_0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a6AY61g4I/AAAAAAAAHFM/OWlOz1xQm-k/s400/IMG_0121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424227317066335106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a5kaeLV_I/AAAAAAAAHFE/9W4E3-4x0aw/s1600-h/IMG_0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a5kaeLV_I/AAAAAAAAHFE/9W4E3-4x0aw/s400/IMG_0118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424226836446664690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a5kJfuq9I/AAAAAAAAHE8/4RPU-AceoFA/s1600-h/IMG_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a5kJfuq9I/AAAAAAAAHE8/4RPU-AceoFA/s400/IMG_0117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424226831889771474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a5jkkVYhI/AAAAAAAAHE0/lrwS9k0aHdU/s1600-h/IMG_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a5jkkVYhI/AAAAAAAAHE0/lrwS9k0aHdU/s400/IMG_0116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424226821976973842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a5jaSFJYI/AAAAAAAAHEs/zAZdq_dnQQs/s1600-h/IMG_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a5jaSFJYI/AAAAAAAAHEs/zAZdq_dnQQs/s400/IMG_0115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424226819216057730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-6353919521635936806?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6353919521635936806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=6353919521635936806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6353919521635936806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6353919521635936806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/sense-station-day.html' title='Sense Station Day'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/S0a6AzQvtMI/AAAAAAAAHFU/ncUPMsEVslQ/s72-c/IMG_0128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-9076391568290365871</id><published>2010-01-06T14:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:19:46.819+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>All our talks end with a "why"</title><content type='html'>Aryan so jao&lt;br /&gt;Kyo ?&lt;br /&gt;Raat ho gayi&lt;br /&gt;Kyo ?&lt;br /&gt;Sun chala gaya na isliye&lt;br /&gt;Kyo ?&lt;br /&gt;Ummm..kyunki sun ko aur logo ko bhi light deni hai na is liye&lt;br /&gt;Kyo ?&lt;br /&gt;Aryan , keep quiet and sleep&lt;br /&gt;Kyo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan I am angry with you&lt;br /&gt;why ?&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't listen to me&lt;br /&gt;why ?&lt;br /&gt;Because you are behaving as bad boy&lt;br /&gt;why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Aryan breakfast kar lo&lt;br /&gt;kyo ?&lt;br /&gt;Nahi toh school mein bhook lagegi &lt;br /&gt;Kyo ?&lt;br /&gt;Kyunki aap breakfast nahi kar rahe&lt;br /&gt;Kyo ?&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan I love you&lt;br /&gt;why ?&lt;br /&gt;Because you are so lovable&lt;br /&gt;why ?&lt;br /&gt;Because you are my jaan&lt;br /&gt;why ?&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-9076391568290365871?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9076391568290365871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=9076391568290365871' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/9076391568290365871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/9076391568290365871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-our-talks-end-with-why.html' title='All our talks end with a &quot;why&quot;'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-6680629799867288798</id><published>2009-12-22T16:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:10:22.474+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><title type='text'>Growing up and talking</title><content type='html'>These days he constantly suprises me with his logic and understanding of language and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relations.Some random incidents :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Aryan was teasing me , calling me "You not Mumma , you Papa"&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to tease back , "You are not Aryan , You are Anirudh"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : Giggles "I not Anirudh , I Aryan"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "You Anirudh"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Ok , I Anirudh , You Taiji"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and thought , wow , Anirudh's mom is his taiji , so if he is Anirudh , I should be taiji &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He feels scared of fogging sound and smoke which they do it reqularly for mosquitoes in the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apartment complex. Now he is slowly getting over his fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day he tells me after he hears the fogging sound, "Mumma I am not scared of Smoke"&lt;br /&gt;Me :  "Yes , I know that you are a brave boy"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Okay" pause for 2 seconds "Thank You !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow , he realized that he was complimented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;He is not much interested in TV. TV is for Papa and rarely for Mumma and never for him. So he doesnot care whatever we watch though we are usually careful. One day we saw him glued to TV , standing very near to the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband : "Aryan .... Aryan ... Aryan" , "Aryan , come behind and see"&lt;br /&gt;No response &lt;br /&gt;Me : "Aryan ...what happened"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan turns with a concerned sad look on his face , "Mumma sab roh kyo rahe hai ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was concerned about why all the characters on the TV are crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day , "Mumma , I got hurt"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Where?"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Thumbkin mein, Mere blood ho gaya"&lt;br /&gt;There was no blood , I kissed his thumbkin and it was all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where did he learn about Blood ??? &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I asked him to get me water.&lt;br /&gt;He comes back after 5 minutes and tells me , "Mumma no glass"&lt;br /&gt;And he is holding a small bowl full of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another blessed moment for me , he got me water anyway , even if he could not find a glass :-)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we got a star for Christmas as Aryan wanted to hang one , seeing at so many stars in the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;So when we came home he told Anupam to hang the star and Anupam told him that he is busy with something and Mumma will do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells his papa , "No papa , aap lagao , aap bade ho na , mumma choti hai "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow , his dad waved it off and Mumma stood on stool to hang the star, but could not reach the destination. So he runs and drags a chair that was higher than the stool and tells me to use that :-) :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally though papa hang the star over a bulb. And he was delighted to see the light through the star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime Aryan tells me ,"Mumma light band kar do , star hot ho jayega."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , how does he know that it will get hot from light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small incidents though ..make me reliaze how fast he is growing up :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-6680629799867288798?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6680629799867288798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=6680629799867288798' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6680629799867288798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6680629799867288798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/growing-up-and-talking.html' title='Growing up and talking'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7867114100851941833</id><published>2009-12-22T14:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:33:46.625+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Feeling Blessed&quot; Moment'/><title type='text'>Doctor ke jaye ?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night I had terrible head ache. I was reading a story to Aryan but the animation was missing. Needless to say Aryan was disappointed and told me , loudly sunao. So I told him I have head ache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which he asked me "lag gai ? , kahan ?". &lt;br /&gt;I pointed at my forhead. &lt;br /&gt;He got up and rushed towards the almira , "Main cream laata hoon" &lt;br /&gt;(Cream = Body lotion/Boro Plus that I use to sooth his mosquito bites / scratches) &lt;br /&gt;I told him "Nahi Aryan , no cream"&lt;br /&gt;He then comes and presses my forhead with his hand and says "Thik ho gayi ??? , Doctor ke jaye ?"&lt;br /&gt;I just smiled :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7867114100851941833?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7867114100851941833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7867114100851941833' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7867114100851941833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7867114100851941833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/doctor-ke-jaye.html' title='Doctor ke jaye ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7973544421803806768</id><published>2009-12-14T11:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:10:14.090+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>You-my-friend ?</title><content type='html'>These days Aryan is fully into the concept of friends and no friends. So if he is angry with you , he will make a sad face and say "&lt;em&gt;I not your Friend&lt;/em&gt;" and then he would expect you to patch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I get angry , he will try to patch up by making funny faces , kissing hugging etc and asking every 2 minutes "&lt;em&gt;You-my-Friend &lt;/em&gt;?" , to which I would say "No" , he would reply "&lt;em&gt;I your friend&lt;/em&gt;" and will continue his patch up till I say "&lt;em&gt;Yes , I your Friend&lt;/em&gt;". In reply to which he will hold the corners of my lips and pull them apart and say "&lt;em&gt;Smile&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that this talk is going in daycare and school too. The other day I heard the maid in daycare asking him "&lt;em&gt;Aryan which Aunty is friend&lt;/em&gt;" and he replied "&lt;em&gt;Bhagya Aunty&lt;/em&gt;" , that was the name of the lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday night I was asking him about kids in school and he told me , "&lt;em&gt;S said , I not your friend&lt;/em&gt;" , "&lt;em&gt;M said I your Friend&lt;/em&gt;" and so on ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you visit our place , expect the question , "&lt;em&gt;you-my-friend &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7973544421803806768?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7973544421803806768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7973544421803806768' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7973544421803806768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7973544421803806768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-my-friend.html' title='You-my-friend ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-8584101078229370118</id><published>2009-12-10T11:47:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:30:36.911+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Annual Sports Day</title><content type='html'>Aryan had his first sports day at school on 4th December. The theme of the event was Christmas ! He participated in a race called Starry Night , where the kids needed to pick up 2 cardboard stars on the way and reach to the finishing line. Aryan fared well , just that he forgot to run for few seconds in between :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SxyXU9rQXDI/AAAAAAAAGBk/JYHW5DGgIb8/s400/Picture%20218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peeping Through"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/Sxyi7kgMHoI/AAAAAAAAGDw/U6VKKESGZLs/s400/Picture%20189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ready"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a06aed9ae43c1e94" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da06aed9ae43c1e94%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331379335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D427C3CB78D282D1FA524A34499934C3082FC9AB0.2A3D08629D9F397C8B703F326E3E287B64371CB7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da06aed9ae43c1e94%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWtqqlisBF9lHJ5dnPZd9rAubiVI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da06aed9ae43c1e94%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331379335%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D427C3CB78D282D1FA524A34499934C3082FC9AB0.2A3D08629D9F397C8B703F326E3E287B64371CB7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da06aed9ae43c1e94%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWtqqlisBF9lHJ5dnPZd9rAubiVI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you spot him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a parent's and teachers race as well. Cutest thing was to see the little ones running and trying to do their best. Teachers were so caring for the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snacks was served to the kids and Aryan told that he had "cake, banana and &lt;em&gt;mirchi wala juice&lt;/em&gt;" !&lt;br /&gt;(Later I came to know that it was lemonade!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-8584101078229370118?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a06aed9ae43c1e94&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8584101078229370118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=8584101078229370118' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8584101078229370118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/8584101078229370118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/aryan-had-his-first-sports-day-at.html' title='Annual Sports Day'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SxyXU9rQXDI/AAAAAAAAGBk/JYHW5DGgIb8/s72-c/Picture%20218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4712200786622836930</id><published>2009-12-01T12:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:05:16.393+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Trip to ice cream parlour</title><content type='html'>Aryan loves ice cream..yeah who doen't ..but these days its kind of mania ..he wants ice cream whenever we go out. So when I read on his monthly synopsis that they will take them to ice cream parlour I was so excited at the thought of it. I waited for the day for so long , but to my bad luck he got fever just a week before the trip and his dad almost decided that we will not send him to school on the D day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully he improved and the dad got convinced that 1 scoop of ice cream is okay. So yesterday , I told him that ma'am will take him for ice cream today and he was so excited. Then I told him that if ma'am ask what ice cream you want , tell her you want "Vanilla". He could not pronounce "Vanilla" properly and so I told him that tell her that you want "white ice cream"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates after the school :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Aryan ice cream khane gaye the"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : With a big smile , "haan"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Kaun sa ice cream khaya"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "strawbery , pink wala"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Wow" , pretending to cry , "meri ice cream kahan hai , mujhe bhi khana hai, pink wala"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : With a Mumma kind of pacifying look and a happy smile ,"aapko khana hai ,layenge aapke liye , chutti mein, okay ?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "promise ?"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "yes , promise" , shakes hand&lt;br /&gt;After some time ..&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : with a sad face , "Mumma ma'am ne white ice cream nahi diya"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4712200786622836930?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4712200786622836930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4712200786622836930' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4712200786622836930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4712200786622836930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-to-ice-cream-parlour.html' title='Trip to ice cream parlour'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-2649808020078976572</id><published>2009-11-24T14:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:49:27.948+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/Swuk7mcPu5I/AAAAAAAAGAI/4mVZxm3xbFg/s1600/Picture+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/Swuk7mcPu5I/AAAAAAAAGAI/4mVZxm3xbFg/s400/Picture+127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407597121426668434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-2649808020078976572?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2649808020078976572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=2649808020078976572' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2649808020078976572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2649808020078976572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/Swuk7mcPu5I/AAAAAAAAGAI/4mVZxm3xbFg/s72-c/Picture+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4395756467916970934</id><published>2009-11-23T14:41:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:46:02.322+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>Rocket - School Trip and Craft</title><content type='html'>Aryan had a trip to HAL museum last month and I just came to know that he saw helicopter , rocket and aeroplane. And hence we made the following this weekend :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SwpScZdJjlI/AAAAAAAAF_8/4XRzxopoqbk/s1600/Picture+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SwpScZdJjlI/AAAAAAAAF_8/4XRzxopoqbk/s400/Picture+141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407224950434664018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4395756467916970934?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4395756467916970934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4395756467916970934' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4395756467916970934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4395756467916970934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/rocket-school-trip-and-craft.html' title='Rocket - School Trip and Craft'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SwpScZdJjlI/AAAAAAAAF_8/4XRzxopoqbk/s72-c/Picture+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7310978247053722884</id><published>2009-11-19T11:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:29:44.065+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Tories from the other side</title><content type='html'>Now that Mumma is done with all her &lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/04/tory.html"&gt;tory&lt;/a&gt; , Aryan takes the charge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the tories come extempore just as mumma made them up initially :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma Once-upo-a-time there was a papa car , Aryan do &lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/papa-car-aryan-car-pike-pike-peeko.html"&gt;pike pike &lt;/a&gt;and go to school , Pj Ma'am (&lt;em&gt;Teacher's name&lt;/em&gt;) said I not your friend Aryan , Va ma'am said I not your friend , JK ma'am said I not your friend , I do drawing , Pj Ma'am  said I your friend Aryan ,Va Ma'am  said I your friend Aryan,Jk Ma'am  said I your friend Aryan ,I remove shoes, RP Aunty (maid) said No Aryan ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumma , Once-upo-a-time there was a bathroom , bathroom said "do susu , do potty" , .....(&lt;em&gt;i forgot the text here&lt;/em&gt;)....there was a moon and a star and a fan .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7310978247053722884?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7310978247053722884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7310978247053722884' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7310978247053722884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7310978247053722884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/tories-from-other-side.html' title='Tories from the other side'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-7936810335942460888</id><published>2009-11-16T15:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:05:39.684+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><title type='text'>Golden words</title><content type='html'>1. "Papa car choti (small) hai, main big papa car laonga , white wali"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Mumma , Papa is lion , I monkey , you cat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Mumma mujhe aeroplane chalana hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "A is my friend , B is my friend , C is my friend , X is NOT my friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Where A,B,C and X are names of kids , so when did he got the concept of friends and not friends ?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7936810335942460888?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7936810335942460888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7936810335942460888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7936810335942460888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7936810335942460888'/><link 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&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Me , notices his finger towards a truck on our right , on the road , thinking what he is asking : &lt;em&gt;"Ohh u mean truck ka petrol tank kahan hai ????"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;haan&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me , trying to locate truck's petrol ..err ..diesel tank : "&lt;em&gt;Aryan thats on other side , us taraf hai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan not satisfied by my answer : "&lt;em&gt;kahan&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;"doosre truck mein dikhayenge , wait"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan , Spots another one ahead : &lt;em&gt;"woh raha doosra truck , petrol kahan hai??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Wait , will show when we reach near&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan waits imapatiently till we reach near the truck&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;dekho yeh raha&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan , satisfied : "&lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt;" spots a bus now , "&lt;em&gt;Mumma dekho yeh bus ka petrol hai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : Walking in the park , hears some noise from some apartment nearby&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Mumma yeh kiss ka awaaz hai?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Cooker ka&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Kahan se aaya ?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Aunty ke ghar se&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Aunty kya bana rahi hai &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;I don't know&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Chawal &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Yes&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan walking past swimming pool at 8.30 PM at night : "&lt;em&gt;Mumma , main swimming pool main jump karoon &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;No Aryan&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;kyo &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Its so cold now , saturday ko aayenge&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;jab sun aayega &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;haan&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan, having house keys in his hand : "&lt;em&gt;Mumma main keys swimming pool mein daal doon &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Me , scared and alert : "&lt;em&gt;No Aryan&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;kyo &lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan in the car parking : "&lt;em&gt;yeh papa car hai&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;haan&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan spots a honda city : "&lt;em&gt;yeh tauji car hai&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;haan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan goes so on to spot all the cars that are owned by all the near and far relatives in the family and friends and finally ...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Mumma , aapka auto kahan hai ?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-7592843415749515801?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7592843415749515801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=7592843415749515801' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7592843415749515801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/7592843415749515801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-10160751128151688</id><published>2009-11-05T14:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:00:04.524+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anirudh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antics'/><title type='text'>Papa Car , Aryan Car , pike pike , peeko peeko</title><content type='html'>He is fascinated about cars and wants to drive one as soon as possible. All his games and talks revolve around cars these days. He is so much into it that I cannot explain that in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning soon after bath when he is just in towel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Main papa car drive karoonga&lt;/em&gt;" (one of his most commom ask these days)&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;No Aryan , aap abhi bahut chote ho , pehle papa jaise big ho jao , tab papa car chalana&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;(now some tricks) "&lt;em&gt;Aryan aapko pata hai , agar aap school jaoge , toh new things seekhoge , aur jaldi se bade ho jaoge&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Anirudh Jaise&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;(YEAH ..He does call him "Anirudh" at times , while if I call him "Anirudh" I get a scolding ,"&lt;em&gt;Mumma Anirudh nahi kehte , bolo ANIRUDH BHAIYA&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Haan Anirudh Bhaiya jaise&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Main &lt;strong&gt;pike-pike&lt;/strong&gt; karoonga&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pike-Pike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the sound that comes when we unlock the car , you know the sound of center locking)&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Ok&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt; gimme menote&lt;/em&gt;" (give me remote) " &lt;em&gt;papaaaa ..gimme pike pike menote&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Papa : "&lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt;" (gets the remote and hands over to Aryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days every evening Aryan , Mumma and Mickey mouse (MM) (an ugly old mickey mouse soft toy that Aryan loves for God knows why) go "&lt;em&gt;ghumma&lt;/em&gt;" (outing) in Aryan's car.&lt;br /&gt;And the role play fever has gone to next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Mumma Mickey mouse Aryan hai&lt;/em&gt;" (mickey mouse is Aryan) "&lt;em&gt;Mumma Mickey mouse main papa&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;You are papa of mickey mouse&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Mumma baitho , ghumma jayenge , Aryan car&lt;/em&gt;" Needless to say I am Aryan's mom ..thankfully :)&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Kahan jayenge&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : " &lt;em&gt;Subji wala&lt;/em&gt;" (Vegetable shop / supermarket)&lt;br /&gt;Me : &lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt; (I stand behind his pedal car , coz its too small for me to sit :P)&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Mumma mickey mouse ko toh le aao&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I follow the instruction&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Main door kholta hoon&lt;/em&gt;" , pretends to open car door and I make MM sit in the car.&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peeko peeko taai tai , peeko peeko taai tai,peeko peeko taai tai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;This is car in reverse gear , the sound is of reverse gear horn , as it comes from his Nanu (my father's car).&lt;br /&gt;He drives thr in reverse , watching sides like his dad , turns it and then says ,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Mumma baitho&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand at the back of car and move as the car moves and we reach subzi wala , which is a nearby table or chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Mumma aap Mickey mouse ko le lo , main park karta hoon. peeko peeko tai tai&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "Mu&lt;em&gt;mma tomato le lo&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;Uncle tomato dena , 1 kg&lt;/em&gt;" , carry a virtual carry bag and come back&lt;br /&gt;Aryan :" &lt;em&gt;Mumma , paise toh do&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I give virtual money&lt;br /&gt;Aryan : "&lt;em&gt;Main boot kholta hoon&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Pretends to open car boot , with a spare keys that he consider his car keys&lt;br /&gt;I keep virtual vegetable bags in boot , he closes the boot , locks it and we come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get the drift. We do go to buy clothes for MM too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-10160751128151688?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/10160751128151688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=10160751128151688' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/10160751128151688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/10160751128151688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/papa-car-aryan-car-pike-pike-peeko.html' title='Papa Car , Aryan Car , pike pike , peeko peeko'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-4258673564466112865</id><published>2009-10-30T10:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:11:33.576+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diwali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anirudh'/><title type='text'>A Brotherly pose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SupuJeykCVI/AAAAAAAAF4k/54RywhPxaBc/s1600-h/IMG_6476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398248212519979346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SupuJeykCVI/AAAAAAAAF4k/54RywhPxaBc/s400/IMG_6476.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats on 17th October 2009. And they are dressed for deepawali puja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all had a nice time on deepawali !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-4258673564466112865?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4258673564466112865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=4258673564466112865' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4258673564466112865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/4258673564466112865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/brotherly-pose.html' title='A Brotherly pose'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SupuJeykCVI/AAAAAAAAF4k/54RywhPxaBc/s72-c/IMG_6476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-469276438508635168</id><published>2009-10-14T09:32:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:46:32.584+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dadu-Dadi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GP day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nanu-Nani'/><title type='text'>School Trip , GP day  and More</title><content type='html'>The trip did happen on same day and Aryan chose not to share details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We happened to meet his teacher when we went to school on this saturday(to deposit fees) and she told me that the trip did happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later when I showed him THE supermarket and asked if he came here with ma'am , he said "&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;" :P . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further I asked what did he see here and he told "&lt;strong&gt;deo papa jaisa&lt;/strong&gt;" and "&lt;strong&gt;lollypop&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uff these kids na , I was almost wanting to talk to the school about not informing us about the cancellation !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also , Shruti reminded me that I forgot to post about Grand Parents day , so here is an update :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand parents day was sometime in September , I guess 10th September and none of his GP were here. The school told you can send elderly people with whom the child is attached but we had no one here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that he would be disturbed not to find anyone from his family and so suggested that we will not send him school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband on the other hand suggested that he should. And so he went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came back usual and when I asked what happened during the day , he told me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"New dadu-dadi aaya tha, two two"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL !! "&lt;strong&gt;two-two&lt;/strong&gt;" means more than one ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did tell this to his grandparents and we all had a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I leave you with some pics clicked on saturday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQiQUCGfI/AAAAAAAAF3o/whUaPQ6J0sQ/s1600-h/Image0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQiQUCGfI/AAAAAAAAF3o/whUaPQ6J0sQ/s400/Image0277.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392304678270802418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQYYJbLNI/AAAAAAAAF3g/uOFp7UIj4kk/s1600-h/Image0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQYYJbLNI/AAAAAAAAF3g/uOFp7UIj4kk/s400/Image0276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392304508575100114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQYDh5TkI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/Lfqq22ALW7E/s1600-h/Image0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQYDh5TkI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/Lfqq22ALW7E/s400/Image0275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392304503040593474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQXt0SJwI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/2ksWnamnYQo/s1600-h/Image0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQXt0SJwI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/2ksWnamnYQo/s400/Image0274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392304497212139266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQXLY_STI/AAAAAAAAF3I/iR4cxxkPAuY/s1600-h/Image0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQXLY_STI/AAAAAAAAF3I/iR4cxxkPAuY/s400/Image0273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392304487970851122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQW90Ey6I/AAAAAAAAF3A/O70GvY1uyTk/s1600-h/Image0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQW90Ey6I/AAAAAAAAF3A/O70GvY1uyTk/s400/Image0272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392304484326362018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and have a great diwali , See you after 28th Oct !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-469276438508635168?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/469276438508635168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=469276438508635168' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/469276438508635168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/469276438508635168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-trip-gp-day-and-more.html' title='School Trip , GP day  and More'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/StVQiQUCGfI/AAAAAAAAF3o/whUaPQ6J0sQ/s72-c/Image0277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-692943711473744267</id><published>2009-10-08T13:59:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:47:52.715+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Trip to Supermarket</title><content type='html'>Just for record, Aryan went for his first school trip today , to a near by super market. Waiting to meet him and hear what he says !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Editted to Add : Looks like the trip got cancelled :( Aryan told me " Ma'am Subjiwala nahi le gayi" (Subjiwala is Supermarket in Aryan's lingo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Read the update &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-trip-gp-day-and-more.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-692943711473744267?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/692943711473744267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=692943711473744267' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/692943711473744267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/692943711473744267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to-supermarket.html' title='Trip to Supermarket'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-6808674808114412296</id><published>2009-10-06T10:16:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:29:47.596+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anirudh'/><title type='text'>Aryan with his Bhaiya !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCySNzCFI/AAAAAAAAFyU/1c4pShlSni8/s400/Image0257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anirudh trying to make Aryan Smile !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCySDxebI/AAAAAAAAFyY/htH5W1eMgQg/s400/Image0258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCyS-U5AI/AAAAAAAAFyc/BnZ0YrqrZC4/s400/Image0259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Chachi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCydZHeAI/AAAAAAAAFyg/FC-W3YvHwOs/s400/Image0261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily dancing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCyqKhjOI/AAAAAAAAFyk/NGcuHardK_8/s400/Image0263.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naughty and excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCMei_SvI/AAAAAAAAFxA/mFeCGC8XnZ4/s400/Picture%20184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juice Break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCNYjMU0I/AAAAAAAAFxE/uDFPvYPRoT4/s400/Picture%20189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCO6RXyWI/AAAAAAAAFxM/vn2nUlznm7Q/s400/Picture%20191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryan Clicks Bhaiya ji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCRSQPwmI/AAAAAAAAFxY/3vIrRP1nYTo/s400/Picture%20194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chachu beta !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCThWY6GI/AAAAAAAAFxk/Y2YL8P1dNNc/s400/Picture%20196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCUhxKxBI/AAAAAAAAFxo/z__b-5QuyAA/s400/Picture%20197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-6808674808114412296?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6808674808114412296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=6808674808114412296' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6808674808114412296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/6808674808114412296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/aryan-with-his-bhaiya.html' title='Aryan with his Bhaiya !'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsmCySNzCFI/AAAAAAAAFyU/1c4pShlSni8/s72-c/Image0257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-5516686060070787264</id><published>2009-09-30T11:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:31:51.987+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antics'/><title type='text'>Ek 'Snan' aisa bhi</title><content type='html'>If someone plans to write a book with title "1001 ways to bath" or "Ek 'Snan' aisa bhi" , then this might help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsLy0xi1_BI/AAAAAAAAFt0/2pwfRiJQQ_o/s1600-h/Picture+355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387135092755135506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsLy0xi1_BI/AAAAAAAAFt0/2pwfRiJQQ_o/s400/Picture+355.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsLy0jInVII/AAAAAAAAFts/pkRVpLuz1mk/s1600-h/Picture+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387135088887026818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsLy0jInVII/AAAAAAAAFts/pkRVpLuz1mk/s400/Picture+354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsLy1d_xDBI/AAAAAAAAFt8/IPrQRYiJevg/s1600-h/Picture+356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387135104687606802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsLy1d_xDBI/AAAAAAAAFt8/IPrQRYiJevg/s400/Picture+356.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-5516686060070787264?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5516686060070787264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=5516686060070787264' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5516686060070787264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/5516686060070787264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/ek-snan-aisa-bhi.html' title='Ek &apos;Snan&apos; aisa bhi'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nAvwUryqGA/SsLy0xi1_BI/AAAAAAAAFt0/2pwfRiJQQ_o/s72-c/Picture+355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-430025130606134781</id><published>2009-09-16T14:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:09:50.968+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naughtiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antics'/><title type='text'>Role Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-there-was-horse.html"&gt;Role play&lt;/a&gt; is a favourite game at this age. Till now it was only limited to humans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Aryan playing papa and Mumma playing mumma and Aryan's car playing papa's car and we go and buy veggies from uncle (invisible) who sits on ironing table selling vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or like Mumma playing &lt;a href="http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/04/kya-yehi-pyar-hai.html"&gt;A &lt;/a&gt;and Aryan playing B kids of the day care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these days its different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mumma , I cockroach , You lizard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whats next !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-430025130606134781?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/430025130606134781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=430025130606134781' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/430025130606134781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/430025130606134781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/role-play.html' title='Role Play'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-2813544592632559203</id><published>2009-09-15T10:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:02:53.869+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incidents'/><title type='text'>A child's Enthusiasm!</title><content type='html'>On Sunday night , I woke up around 3 / 4 AM with Aryan's kick on my tummy. There was no power (and generator was not switched on ..wonder why ) , so night lamp was not on. It was raining heavily outside. Aryan was twisting and turning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He : "Mumma , Rain Rain". &lt;br /&gt;I : "yes". &lt;br /&gt;He : "Umbrella"&lt;br /&gt;I : "No Aryan its night , sleep"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keeps quiet and kept turning sides. Kept banging his hand /leg /whatever on whatever parts of my body , just to make sure I don't sleep. I kept telling him to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like an hour or more , I kept trying to make him sleep in all possible ways , hugging , cuddling , patting , showing off that I slept but nothing worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I : "Aryan , Are you Hungry ?"&lt;br /&gt;He : "No"&lt;br /&gt;I : "Want Milk"&lt;br /&gt;He : "No"&lt;br /&gt;I : Want to Pee"&lt;br /&gt;He : "No"&lt;br /&gt;I : "Tummy mein pain hai"&lt;br /&gt;He : "No"&lt;br /&gt;I : "Then why dont you sleep"&lt;br /&gt;He : "Rain Rain"&lt;br /&gt;I : "Yeah , but thats outside , sleep please"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No luck. It was 6 in the morning and the alarm rang. Then the maid knocked. I opened the door. Aryan is wide awake , happily sitting. I am visually pissed off and sleep deprived. Husband wakes up and I had a out burst ,"Its been 3 hours , he is not sleeping ....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its husband's turn to take care of him and I went off for a power nap of 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up after 30 minutes and I see Aryan is sleeping peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked hubby , "What did you do , I tried everything"&lt;br /&gt;Hubby : "Nothing , he was excited about the rain and wanted to see rain "&lt;br /&gt;I : "Ya , I know at midnight"&lt;br /&gt;Hubby : "So I took him in the balcony , he stood there with his umbrella for 5 minutes watching the rain , then I asked him to come inside and he came and cuddled with me and slept in 2 seconds"&lt;br /&gt;I : "OMG"&lt;br /&gt;Hubby : "Thats known as a child's enthusiasm. He was not sleeping in excitement"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-2813544592632559203?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2813544592632559203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=2813544592632559203' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2813544592632559203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/2813544592632559203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/childs-enthusiasm.html' title='A child&apos;s Enthusiasm!'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484001242753478658.post-334726542178736459</id><published>2009-09-09T09:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:03:26.714+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagination'/><title type='text'>Dream ..was it ?</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot to blog this , thankfully I read &lt;a href="http://littlediva.wordpress.com/2009/09/08/omg/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;just now on Trish's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend , Aryan woke and told me , "Mumma fall down , auto mein" , "Mumma lag gayi, yahan(pointing his arm)", "auto and bike fall down".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him , no Aryan mumma did not fall down and mumma is alright but he repeated the same again. So I asked him , if he saw this when he was sleeping and he said "yes" !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remembered this all through the day and repeated the same in the evening too ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if that was a dream or his imagination ? Did he see an auto and bike accident somewhere and related that to me , since he has seen me travelling in autos sometimes ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484001242753478658-334726542178736459?l=aryantimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/feeds/334726542178736459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484001242753478658&amp;postID=334726542178736459' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/334726542178736459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484001242753478658/posts/default/334726542178736459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aryantimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/dream-was-it.html' title='Dream ..was it ?'/><author><name>Swati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14263330596396584816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
