Look at me !

Men will be Men !

I have always believed that men are born with love for cars and bikes and whatever you do , it remains and it cannot be changed.

Aryan endorsed my belief. While I was just struggling to teach him the difference between a car and a bus and a truck. He was actually trying to figure out the difference between the Hyundai Santro and the Maruti Swift and the Honda City!

Believe it or not ! I never told him any car by its make, for I always feared of loading him off with too much of information. Nor did I expect him to distinctly tell which is his dad's car if there are 3 cars of the same colour in a row.

But last week he saw a silver Santro and told me that its Nanu's car. Okay ..I thought, conincidence. And then this week he saw a red swift and told Mama's car.Okay ..he is good, I thought. I tried with other red cars , but its only when its a red swift.

And then 2 days back he saw a grey Honda City and told me that its Tauji's car :O

What is this ?

Yes , I am back from my vacation :-) We had a blast ! I will come back and post pics of Aryan having fun , but for now I have to catch up a lot of work ! So here is a quiz , what is that you see in the pic below :

Make your guess !

Editted to Add :
Most of you got it right , but I give it to -xh- for I loved the way he said it , "first steps in fruit carving... :)".

You know we moms , we see the scriblings by our kids as masterpieces , so why not the attempt to eat a big whole apple can be called carving :-)

Mumma Kaun ?

He asks me to cover my self with the blanket as soon as we are in bed. When I do so , he asks me to keep my hands under the blanket and carefully tucks the blanket on sides.(I never did the same for him , atleast in his memory and I do not know from where he learnt this.)Then he lovingly keeps his hand on my cheek , the way I used to do some days back, till my hands were not buried under the blanket.

He asks me to go for bath , soon after he finishes his.

He doesnot allow me to walk bare foot for a second and runs to get my slippers each time he sees me barefoot.

He demands his Papa to remove shoes after office and wear slippers and also to change to nightwear.

The other day , I could not change to night wear due to some guest at home and decided to change after putting Aryan to sleep , but he did not allow me to lie down before I changed.

Now , I have a doubt , who is the Mom here?

Editted to Add :Yesterday it was one step further. He moved his little fingers from my forehead through my hair. (It was heavenly !) and then he patted my head and goes like "Aaaa Ummmm Aaaa , Mumma mumma soja". Funny but so cute , isn't it ?

Titbits about Talking

I am back in office today after a bad bad week of Aryan being unwell. He looked fine today though appetite is almost nil. Lets us see how he recovers.

As of now some titbits about him talking. These days he tries to say all the words but nothing sounds like it should :D

1. As we all know about his love for cooking , these days he cooks in his OOKER (Cooker) , makes mumma taste , Mumma tells him that MNAK(Namak aka salt) is less and so some virtual salt is added to make the food YUMMY!

2. When papa mumma doesnot listen to Aryan's calls , he comes holds our hand and says "Papa getup!" , "Mumma getup!"

3. He loves haldirams khata meetha mixture and asks for it like "ATA EETA".

4. He says Happy Birthday to his toys like "HAPPY TO YOU!"

5. He says I LOVE YOU to his mumma like "I LUU U"

6. When he hits , bites or pinches and Mumma tells him , "NO HITTING,NO PINCHING, NO BITING" , he tells mumma "ARYAN BAHAR" , so he knows that the punishment is timeout in balcony with door closed (I did only once for 40 secs) and then immediately starts kissing mumma. Sometimes he bites me and tells "ARYAN KAATA"

7. You also know how much he loves washing clothes. So past week , with he being at home he wanted to wash clothes every day and since Mumma used to tell him no , he used to approach papa , "PAPA PACHIN" ," PAPA ACHHING PACHIN" (Papa Washing Machine). Papa would melt instantly , with Aryan being unwell and I do not know if two of them washed some washed clothes also ..LOL :D

Few more words that bring smiles are :

Andal : Sandal

Aupum : Anupam

Aati : Swati

Uuma : Ghumma (going for outing)

Uuaah : Muaah (he tells how older kids kiss him in day care)

There have to be many more but I cannot recall. Let me work now , as I am back after almost a week. Enough for the post anyways :-)

I Hate September

September has always been a bad month in Aryan's Kingdom. Last year also Aryan was unwell every alternate week in the month of september and this year also its no different.

He has been having cough , cold , fever and now diarrohea all these days , every once in a while.

So if you wonder why is there no news on Aryan times , please bear with us. These days we cannot think beyond nebulization and smells of medicines.

Ek Good News hai...

Hello All,

Ek good news hai...Main Bada Bhaiya ban gaya hoon ...BIG BROTHER !!

Ab koi mujhe CHOTU nahi bolega ..hurray !!

Areee nahii...Mumma baby nahi layi ..Mami layi ..ek new baby boy ..cute sa :)

Mami nahi samjhte ...offo ..Mumma's brother's wife ..okay !

So maine aur sabne mil ke ..mere naye bhai ka naam rakha hai .."Tejas"..acha hai na..

Vaise Mumma usko "Guruji" bolti hai ...kyoki woh teachers day(5th Sep) ko aaya na isliye..

Papa usko "Teja" bolte hai ...Bollywood ishtyle :D

Mamu usko "CHOTU" bolte hai ...HURRAYY !!

Nanu - Nani as usual usko bhi "Bhaiya" bolte hai ..but Bhaiya toh main hoon na ???

Maine usse Baby bolunga ...baby bhi acha naam hai na ???

PHOTO ..Haan hai ..but mumma ne bola main maami se poochke hi aap logo ko dikha sakta hoon ..aur abhi maine maami se nahi poocha ...so no photo for now :)

I love you for ..

The way you make a dent on our cheeks with you index finger , each time you wish to implant a kiss.

The way you came and patted my cheeks every now and then , when I was unwell last week. And some times slapped in anger too , for not getting up to play with you.

The way you say an unexpected "thank you" when I do a tiny winy thing for you or sometimes even when I kiss you.

The way you keep on kissing me , till I say thank you and remind me to say , if I forget.

The way you dance to see me in the evening when you reach home earlier than I do.

The way you lie down between me and you papa and demands to do a 1-2-3 kiss (where mumma papa kiss the baby together at 3)

The way you cry when I dont cover myself , yes MYSELF with a blanket at night or when I don't wear slippers.

The way you turn side as soon as I cover you with a blanket , even if you are in your deepest sleeps.

The way you hold your cheeks in your left hand to open your mouth for the spoon of medicine when you are unwell. The way you think that thats the only way medicine spoon goes in!

The way you play in water and giggle.

The way you still remember when and where did I get hurt and remind me each time when I reach the spot , "Mumma Chot".

The way you ask me about each of your loved ones and precious things before bedtime and don't sleep till I tell you that all of them have slept.

The way you "SHOW OFF" all your toys and ishtyles to your Nanu-Nani and Dadu-Dadi over the phone , thinking that they can see all.

The way you tell Nanu , "Godi.." and say "B-Bye Mumma , B-Bye Papa" , thinking that you can go to Nanu's lap through phone.

The way you walk in the balcony with phone in your hand , immitating papa's style.

...all this and all the rest too!

Aryan on his bicycle

A video for Nanu Nani to see Aryan using his Birthday gift :-)

25 months

I have not updated this page from a long time now and today I realized that I have so much to write that I do not know what to write :-P

Since today is 21st and Aryan turned 25 months old today, let me do a post today atleast.

So as you know my parents came for 10 days and Aryan was overwhelmed with their love and all the attention that he got. He used to be super excited all the time, dancing in happiness. He started repeating all the talks happening around. He discovered silly games, like standing on my papa’s hand and him saying “Uuii Uuuii” in pain and pulling his hand back and running in the balcony to see who will touch the wall on the opposite side first.

Then on 30th July , when they had to go back I did not know how will Aryan react. We went to drop them to railway station. We did counseling to Aryan 2 days in advance. Thankfully he did not cry , though he was sad.

Next morning my in laws came and Aryan wanted them to play the same silly games with him that he played with Nana Nani. For a day or two he missed nana nani badly inspite of having a great time with dadu dadi. And then he discovered a different set of silly games to play with the different set of grandparents.

In all we had a over excited, bubbly, naughty and happy baby for about a month, who enjoyed all the attention and love showered upon him 24 by 7.

My in laws went back on 13th Aug . Aryan as expected is missing all the fun badly. But at the same time he has been a good baby and managing well.

There were a few incidents , who may not be so significant to anyone from a third person’s perspective , but to me they give me some insight about my son’s personality.

So I would like to list them here :

On of the days, my MIL fell down while she was coming back after giving Aryan a bath. And Aryan who saw her falling down and was alone in the room got too scared and started crying. As she got up and hugged Aryan, Aryan patted her back and kissed her back , several times during the day and next few days. She told me that Aryan was scared when she wanted to take him to bath the next day, thinking that dadi might fall again. It was then that I discovered how caring and sensitive my little boy is. I mean I always thought that he is a sensitive child but the way he behaved to his dadi’s injury was beyond my expectation at his age.

I always wondered how Aryan will react to a sibling or a kid in house. I got chance when Anupam’s cousin came to stay over for a weekend with her 4 years old daughter. The two kids behaved just as expected. Hugging and cuddling each other one moment and fighting over a toy the next moment. Looking for each other if one is missing and fighting over the laps of their mothers. Aryan enjoyed her company for 2 days and literally missed her for days after she was gone.

On one of those two days when the two kids were playing with same colored balloons , Aryan’s balloon went out of his reach and so he grabbed the little girl’s balloon. As obvious , she started crying. It was then , I got Aryan’s balloon back to him. On getting his own balloon back, Aryan went and gave the little girl hers and kissed and hugged her. So I don’t know what should I conclude f rom the incident , which shows me two sides of same coin.

Enough for the post :-)