Big sis has been nice

tingu babaaaa pingu babaaa....Chickoo babaaaa pickoo babaaa....thats what she sings for Om.
I was told by my aunts and granny that I had been a very caring sis, always watching over my bro. And now here, I see my daughter doing it for my son. Ahana had been a doll from the time she was born. The youunger one seems to be the total opposite. Always wants to be carried around and played with. Refuses to be sleeping in one place. The moment he starts crying, one can hear rhymes...being sung by Ahana. She really tries hard to make him stop crying. And then she questions, why mamma, this brother always cries!!

Missing pappa

Its been a month since we have come to my mum's house. Every other day Ahana would mention that I miss my dad. The other day her mama called from California and spoke to her.
Mama: Hey Ahana, dont you miss your dad?
Ahana: Why should I? I speak to him on the phone everyday.

Who's the prettiest of all???

Dad to Ahana: Who's the prettiest girl baby?
Ahana: My mamma is the prettiest.
Dad: What about Sandhya aunty?
Ahana: She is also pretty but my mamma is the prettiest
Dad: What about chachi?
Ahana: She is also little pretty.
Dad: mmmmmmmmm...
Ahana: Appaji...stop thinking.
Dad: Stop thinking about what baby?
Ahana: Stop thinking about other ladies.