Ahana: Mamma I like our Car.
Dad: How was the Car we test drove today?? That's big, isnt it?
Ahana: That's also good, but Bus is the best....because, soooo many people can go in it.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Happy Birthday
I just realised, its a year since I started Innocent Dialogue. Happy Birthday. 
Am glad I started this, this has helped me capture most of the important events that my daughter has been through.
He's my Baby
He's my baby & I am appaji's daughter :-)
Its been over a month since Ahana's Baby Bro is born. With the cold chills of Bangalore, we have been freezing...but this does not seem to affect Ahana. Everytime she enters into a room,
Ahana: Amma, I am feeling hot, I want Fan.
Be it in Speed 1 or Speed 5, it does not matter, it has to be on.
Amma: No baby, its Winter and all of us are feeling very cold here.
Ahana: But I am feeling very hot.
Ahana: I am feeling hot because I was born in Summer. I know everything. My appaji has told me everything.
She fails to understand that till the baby is able to hold his head still, she cannot lift him. Everytime their granny carries her baby bro,
Ahana: I want to carry my brother
We put him on her lap.
Ahana: But why cant I hold the baby on my shoulder?
Amma & grandma: You need to grow and the baby also needs to grow. Its going to take another two months for him hold his head straight without support.
Ahana: Why so late!! But you & grandma hold him straight!! Then why cant I??
She has never stepped back when it comes to helping me & her brother. He cries and she runs to rock the cradle. Anytime he wets himself, we find her running inside and getting a fresh napkin for him. And these days she insists that she ties it herself.
Her brother has been pretty comfortable with her voice from day 1. The moment she starts singing raravenu gopabala he would stop crying. She loves her baby brother.
My colleagues had visited us to see the baby and were trying to analyse who the baby looked like. One of them said that he looked like my husband and suddenly we saw Ahana jumping around…not talking to anyone…not answering anyones questions. She looked upset about something.
After my colleagues had left, I told her that I was upset with the way she had behaved with my friends and I would also do the same when her friends would visit us. To this she said, I was angry because your friends said that my brother looks like Vijay Appaji. How can he look like him? He is my baby, he should look like me.
After this incident, we have made sure that anyone who comes home does not comment anything about his similarities in front of our daughter.
Ahana: Appaji says that I should be good in everything. I will learn Karate so that I can go and hit whoever troubles my baby brother.
Her dad has been putting in extra effort to teach her everything related to numbers. She was recently taught skip counting (5,10,15...) at her school. He took this as an opportunity and taught her to see the time (not digital...analog). She has also learnt to read numbers in thousands. Right now at school she has been taught numbers only from 1-50. Its good to see the way she is picking up things that are being taught, at a fast pace. She now knows the meaning of words like "Camouflage", "acting dead"...thanks to the Knowledge Series Books from Times. An investment worth the price.
Its been over a month since Ahana's Baby Bro is born. With the cold chills of Bangalore, we have been freezing...but this does not seem to affect Ahana. Everytime she enters into a room,
Ahana: Amma, I am feeling hot, I want Fan.
Be it in Speed 1 or Speed 5, it does not matter, it has to be on.
Amma: No baby, its Winter and all of us are feeling very cold here.
Ahana: But I am feeling very hot.
Ahana: I am feeling hot because I was born in Summer. I know everything. My appaji has told me everything.
She fails to understand that till the baby is able to hold his head still, she cannot lift him. Everytime their granny carries her baby bro,
Ahana: I want to carry my brother
We put him on her lap.
Ahana: But why cant I hold the baby on my shoulder?
Amma & grandma: You need to grow and the baby also needs to grow. Its going to take another two months for him hold his head straight without support.
Ahana: Why so late!! But you & grandma hold him straight!! Then why cant I??
She has never stepped back when it comes to helping me & her brother. He cries and she runs to rock the cradle. Anytime he wets himself, we find her running inside and getting a fresh napkin for him. And these days she insists that she ties it herself.
Her brother has been pretty comfortable with her voice from day 1. The moment she starts singing raravenu gopabala he would stop crying. She loves her baby brother.
My colleagues had visited us to see the baby and were trying to analyse who the baby looked like. One of them said that he looked like my husband and suddenly we saw Ahana jumping around…not talking to anyone…not answering anyones questions. She looked upset about something.
After my colleagues had left, I told her that I was upset with the way she had behaved with my friends and I would also do the same when her friends would visit us. To this she said, I was angry because your friends said that my brother looks like Vijay Appaji. How can he look like him? He is my baby, he should look like me.
After this incident, we have made sure that anyone who comes home does not comment anything about his similarities in front of our daughter.
Ahana: Appaji says that I should be good in everything. I will learn Karate so that I can go and hit whoever troubles my baby brother.
Her dad has been putting in extra effort to teach her everything related to numbers. She was recently taught skip counting (5,10,15...) at her school. He took this as an opportunity and taught her to see the time (not digital...analog). She has also learnt to read numbers in thousands. Right now at school she has been taught numbers only from 1-50. Its good to see the way she is picking up things that are being taught, at a fast pace. She now knows the meaning of words like "Camouflage", "acting dead"...thanks to the Knowledge Series Books from Times. An investment worth the price.
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