Conversations.

Just an update: It has been 3 days in a row that Ishi did not cry when we drop her at the day care.

Conversation 1
Just before we started from home
Ishi: "Amma, did naanna ask me not to cry today also?"
Amma: "Yes baby. So what?"
Ishi: "OK, I will not cry today also"

Guess she was making up her mind whether to cry or not. Also think she might have wanted to cry considering that she asked me all through the way not to take her to school. But the moment we reached, she has managed to put on a smiling face. Poor You Baby :-(

Conversation 2
Her grandpa came home for few hours. He was in town with his friends to attend a friends sons marriage. He managed to make time for Ishi before he left. He has got a piano for her.
Ishi had a better piano earlier but she was too young to realize its value and spoiled it. Now this one is for much younger kids but she started enjoying it a lot.

Grandpa also had a dress for Ishi. He wanted to see her wear it and liked it so much when she obliged. He took many snaps of hers. In return, Ishi also wanted to take his snaps and got her barbie camera (toy). She acted like an ace photographer.
Ishi: "Thaata, ila nunchondi" (Stand like this)
Grandpa: "Alaage amma" (Ok baby)
Ishi: "Mari light kaavali kada. Clear ga raadu" (If light is not there, picture will be of less clarity)

Another instance..
Ishi : "Thaata, chocolate eating is a bad habit. Amma told know"
Grandpa: Looks visibly surprised to know she knew this..."Yes baby. It is a bad habit."

Thats it for now....gotta catch up with some work.

Ishi Baby ..........You Are The Best

Dear Ishi,

Everyday, when I drop you at the daycare, you cry miserably and make it tough for us to leave you there and go. This is not because you do not like the place. But because you enjoy the time you are with me and your dad more than that. I can empathize with you. But I am so helpless that I cannot do anything about it except tell you that being there in the playschool will only do good for you in future.

You would cry till we leave the school premises and would stop it just within a minute or two. Probably you understand that no one will spare your cry (read sorrow) once mamma and pappa are away. Though I cant be sure if they(your maam's) ever tried to calm you down with just love everyday and all the time, I can tell you that they really took very good care of you since you were a 7 month old baby. Your maam's would tell you everyday not to cry and its not a cool thing that a good girl would do. They would give you stars, chocolates, ice creams and all on your hand (read draw with a pen or sketch etc). Mom and dad would tell you the same all the way from home to Scribbles everyday. You would nod your head for all that we said and once we reach school, you would start crying again. It was so tough for mom and dad to leave seeing you cry. I used to have that same crying face of yours in my mind till I saw you smiling in the evening when I came to pick you up.

So...today as I dropped you I thought you would repeat the whole thing again. To my surprise....you started saying, "Mamma...scribbles.......wowww" with big rolling eyes. I was surprised. When I dropped you, arthi madam was at the gate to take you in. The moment I kept you down, you had tears in your eyes. But you fought them back with a smile (I could still clearly see the tears) and told me, "Amma, you leave, ishi will be fine !!!". You knew amma will feel bad to see you cry that way. It was my turn to fight back the tears. Tell me which kid on earth who is less than 3 years old is as matured and understanding as you. At that moment I just felt like running back to you and hug you and kiss you and draw you close to me. I just could not take a single step away from you. It is with great difficulty that I did so and I myself will know that it was such an uphill task at that moment.

Did I ever tell you that you are far more intelligent than any kid of your age? You proved this not once but countless number of times. You surprised us all the time. You being our first kid, we did not know whats right for certain age. All the skills you showed, we thought was common and was just right. Only when we saw other kids much elder to you do it, did we realize your potential. Kudos kiddo. You are just amazing.

Baby.....whatever good or bad you do.......you are a very special and wonderful kid that anyone can have. You are the best. We love you so much kanna.

Love,
Amma and Naanna

Ishi Eats Junk Food.....First Time

People who are reading this blog, I know you would be wondering why dedicate a post to eating JUNK FOOD. Read on.......you would know :-)

I had an official call this evening. So I came back home earlier than usual. S also was early to take care of Ishi while I am on the call. Once I was done with it, we thought of taking a stroll to a nearby chat shop to get mirchi bajjis.

Now when I talk about unhealthy food, I have to share our food habits to you. We usually eat out very less. The approximate frequency would be once in every two months or when there is an absolute necessity. I even pack lunch to work so that I do not have to eat out.

After Ishi was born, we have cut down the 'eating out' habit to a great extent. We try to tone down the necessity to eat out. We do not want her to eat out for health reasons and also she is too young to start eating out. Ishi also never liked restaurant food or street food and hence that worked in our favor. As Ishi does not eat out side.......whatever few number of times we ate out, it became a challenge for us to reach home on time before her food time and cook something for her. Or I needed to carry some food when we had a planned eat out. This prompted us to cut down our eating out habit. We never felt bad about it and in a way....thanks to her she has been an instrumental in us adapting to a healthier lifestyle. Now I even watch what I cook and what we eat which has not been the case before.

Coming back to the Bajji story.....we had a craving for bajjis and decided to go there. We took Ishi in her cycle. She had a happy time sitting on the cycle and being 'pushed' (she never peddled anyway) We got there as fast as we could only to be informed that the mirchi bajjis were finished. We decided not to go back home empty stomached and ordered for a plate of potato bajjis (though they called it a bajji .......it was a roundel of potato curry covered in chick pea flour)

As soon as we got the plate, Ishi started eating though it was a bit spicy. She never ceased to give surprises. And once we were done, she asked for more. She digged in to the other plate as well along with us. I was so happy about that. As a mother who should advocate kids eating healthy food, I was happy with her eating street food and that too a not so healthy potato bajji fried in used oil. I know what I am saying.

Let me tell you something. While I did not want Ishi to eat out, I always wanted her to be a survivor. She should not be so delicate that, in future when she had a necessity to eat out, eating out just once would cause her diarrhea. Now that she would turn three in 3 months, I am ok with it.

Hope now you know why a post on junk food. This is to make a note of Ishis eating out first time.

Ishi baby, while I give you an official nod to eat junk food, I, at the same time want you to watch what you are eating and be wise in eating. I would undoubtedly give you all the knowledge that would enable you to take decisions wisely.
Way to go...

Ishi And Her Learning Ability

As it was S's day off from work....we were just lazing around and decided to head somewhere out for a breath of fresh air. Happened to go to a nearby mall. Ishi usually keeps asking throughout the week for 'Game Ball'. Game ball is nothing but a kids play zone where she gets to play in a net full of plastic balls. She calls it that way. She also has a liking for the new gaming zone come up in a mall in our locality. Everyday while getting her ready to school, we have to keep bribing her that we'd be taking her to 'game ball' during the weekend. And we always want to keep our promise.

As soon as we were in the mall, we headed straight to the Gaming Zone. There is this game where a joker face with a small hole in his mouth keeps turning left and right. There are few vertically positioned tubes with points. Game is.......we have to put the ball in the joker mouth such that the ball rolls down and goes into the tube marked with highest point. That is the aim. We get 6 balls ot do this. Ishi does not understand this points funda and just likes 'feeding him laddoos'. Thanks to 'Chota Bheem' on TV....she now knows what a laddoo is :-) Once your turn is over you get to collect the tickets. She likes this too and pockets all the tickets we get in every game.

Me n S played basket ball later. Ishi also played a miniature version of basket ball arranged for kids. Though she managed to put not a single ball in the basket :-), she enjoyed it a lot. We then collected two items for our ticket points and came out. As soon as we came out, Ishi pointed out the food court and said, "Will Ishi eat something here? "......meaning, 'Can you get something for me :-) " .......So clever she has become. We laughed at her innocence and said we'll pick up something in HyperCity.

We shopped for our monthly groceries while Ishi sat in the trolley and picked up things of her choice (read chocolates and chips) when she ran into that aisle. She opened one pack of chips and started eating. Her dad noticed it and explained her why we should not use anything until it is billed. This she took very seriously. So when we were in the billing counter, she pulled out things from her bag and asked me to bill it. They were actually things we got at the gaming zone for our tickets. We told her its already billed and were happy to see her prompt reaction on her dads class about getting things billed just minutes before. We even billed the half eaten pack of Lays chips.

Lately I observe, Ishi is very much quicker than we thought in learning things. The other night I taught her a sloka which is meant to be said before going to sleep. That was the first time ever that I read it out to her. Second time as I said it, I told her to repeat after me. Even before I started saying that, she rendered the whole sloka without any mistakes. I was spellbound. If only we could help her use this virtue of hers......she would grow up to become someone extraordinary. Hoping we would.....Amen.

Friends @ Home

What was touted to be another hectic weekend turned out to be a better one. My friend S and her family finally made the much awaited and much postponed trip to our house. Her mom and my mom were colleagues in CCC and then they became very close friends. They both conceived me n S almost at the same time with few months difference. So I can say our friendship bloomed much before we were born and lo it continued till now. Hope it will be the same with the next gen too. Keeping my fingers crossed.

I waited all afternoon for their visit. They finally arrived around 7pm and my hubby S followed them an hour later. It was a pleasant evening.

Ishi had a nice time with my friends 9month old son. For her the baby was just like any of her girl toys. She rocked him in her chair, played 'shampoo'(she acts as if she applied shampoo and is giving bath......she does this game often)with him. They had fun on kitchen theen took snaps here and there. While the dads were having their own sort of fun, me n friend S caught up with our usual conversation ranging from our childhood times to our college days to our current married life and kids.

They left this morning post breakfast. Ishi felt something amiss after they left. This feeling of her now a days has become a common thing of sorts. She is usually used to having no one except me n S at home. So whenever someone comes home, its a carnival for her. She seems to be quite a peoples person and enjoys being among them. Though she shows some initial resistance, she mingles with them in no time. She gets very close to them. So naturally when someone leaves....she misses them so much. Hope we will have days with houseful all the time.....her granny, grandpas et al......Amen.

Ishi Gets A Nice Treatment From Her Dad

Of late blogging has taken a backseat, not because I was busy or something but because I am not well. Though mind beckoned me to post a blog, my body protested. I was so restless not doing so and hence this post about whats going on currently.

I right now am finding it hard to recollect Ishis antics lately. And I feel so bad about that. Guess thats one reason why I want to keep this blog going. I want to remember each and every thing about Ishi as long as I can. And I would love to show this to her when she is big enough to understand what was written in this. It would be so nice to see her reaction upon reading about herself. Right !!!

Ishi is acting very cranky lately. She cries for everything. She knows when mom is angry. So even before I say something to her.....she starts crying. It annoys me so much. But I usually dont scold her as I feel she is still very young to understand all that I say. And finally I give in to her tantrums. But what I understood is that, she understands each and every word we say. She only acts according to her mconvenience. For example if she wants something from the refrigerator (say chocolates or gems) then she will listen to what all I say. Otherwise its only chaos and a one-sided talk. She says I listen :-( We've been trying to tell her to ask whatever she wants and not cry. She hardly listens. And this Pi^&& me off further.

She was at the peak of all this yesterday. And S decided to teach her some manners. He raised his voice on her so much that I could see, she was as scared as a lamb. Though I was initially not happy with her behavior and was ok with S scolding her, I suddenly felt sorry for the poor thing. Her dad also calmed down seeing her that way. Then he tried to cajole her and relaxed her by his otherwise sweet ways. The moment she noticed this change in our behavior towards her, she was back to her elements in no time. Seeing this we just burst out laughing.......and then it was a happy ending for Ishi and she completed it with our usual family song 'I love You' :-)

Fathers Day And More..........

Today is Fathers Day. Ishi has no clue about what it is and what it means to her and her dad. As a matter of fact, days like this have surfaced only recently. As kids we never ever heard of any mothers day, fathers day, thanks giving day etc. It is all thanks to globalization that we came to know about stuff like this.

B pinni during her Bangalore visit was particular about visiting a hanuman temple near ISKON. I initially mistook it as Raagi guda temple in Jayanagar 9th block. But she corrected me saying there is one near ISKON. She tried going there herself for 2 days which dint materialize. So S finally had to take her there and he asked us to join. I was very reluctant initially as I had to wait for servant maid to come and finish her chores and then taking an early bath on SATURDAY.......unthinkable. I already had plans to sleep my day off once pinni goes to the daily conference at NIMHANS and S goes off to work. So this plan dint go down well with me. I actually was thinking for an excuse and .....yayy.......I found one. I told them that there is a lot of work in the kitchen and I cant do it myself unless helped by the maid. So by the time they start, if all this is done, I said, then I shall come. They agreed to my condition. Pinni had to attend a conference at 8:30. To reach the venue on time, she needs to start early to the temple. The plan was to start at 6:30 come what may. I knew it was practically not possible. I was happy and in my mind was planning on how much I would sleep, what I would do to put Ishi back to sleep in case she wakes up and all that.

The servant maid came at 6:20 and finished all her work by 7. We at home are all Indians right,.....and you must excuse our punctuality. We were all ready by 7 and not 6:30. I dint give Ishi a bath. I woke her up just before leaving and made her Pee. B pinni came to check on what she was doign and asked her if she would come to the temple. The word 'temple' sounded like honey to her ears......and all her sleep was gone. She said, 'Amumma, please wait, just two minutes ok. I'll come'. Had it not been for that temple reason, she would have been lazily relaxing and would have been taking a second innings of her sleep on my shoulder :-).

So finally we all left home at 7:05. Though we knew that the temple is situated behind ISKON, we were not clear about the route. We had to ask many people on the way and reached the venue around 8:20. Yes you read it right.......we were in the temple at 8:20. Today being saturday, we dint expect any traffic. On the contrary it was a mad traffic. While S went to park the car, we rushed our way into the temple. We initially came across a huge idol of Seetha ammavaru. We payed our obeisance to her and then moved on to see the much talked about Hanuman idol. B pinni has been telling us that its a very huge idol and a very pleasant one. The moment we reached the idol, I was spellbound. The idol was etched on a single huge monolith stone. It is around 15-20 ft high. There is a small crane behind the idol to help the priest adorn the Swamy with garlands and to perform arathis. The idol was not pompously decorated, but was very raw, in the sense....it looked very natural and had an aura about itself which I felt is lacking in our regular deity idols which are over adorned with jewels of all kinds. There was some sanctity within that temple and I felt so much at peace. I made Ishi bow to god and made her drop money in the hundi as our offering. She usually likes doing it.

Suddenly I realized S was not around. We already finished our darshan and were about to leave as it was time pressing situation for pinni. I silently prayed god to let S see him. And I saw S at once coming out of the crowd. I was very happy and waved at him so that he can see us. He too finally had a chance to see Swamy. Then we decided to start back home. Can you believe it was just 8:25 at that time?? Yep we were super quick in finishing our darshan. But trust me never did we feel that we were being hurried. Once we got into the car....we all took a look at the time and it gave us a heart attack. S promised to drop pinni at the venue. It was a race against time but S promptly dropped pinni off around 9:10.

I thanked pinni so much for taking me to such a nice place. I was really happy. On the other hand, I thought what a way to start a fathers day for a father who is an atheist !! :-)

We reached home at 9:35. But we dint have any time to relax as we were to attend Fathers day celebration organized boy Scribbles management. We quickly got Ishi ready and gobbled our breakfast. Ishis breakfast was served in the car while we were en route to VET grounds, the venue. We were there by 10:20. But by that time the volley ball match for fathers has already begun as scheduled. S dint feel like taking part in it and chose to sit watching all fathers play. The two teams playing were 'Dashing daddies' and 'Fantastic Fathers' and the later walked away with the prize.

Then an impromptu throw ball match was planned for just mothers. Why should dads have all the fun ?? Anyways I joined the play hesitatingly but later was glad that I did. I enjoyed playing after many years. The match was fun with kids coming near moms in between the play and clinging on to them. Poor things would later be pulled away by their teachers or dads. Our team finally won after a tie between the two teams.

S then left to leave for work as he was already pretty late. I chose to stay back for a while as Ishi wanted to play with her friends. Also....this is the first time that she left me for her friends and moved around freely with everyone. I was glad at this move of hers. Earlier it always used to be 'Oh mom n dad have again got me to school on a holiday. I wont leave them' kind of feeling. And now she has outgrown that. She even walked to the food counter and grabbed a juice unmindful that it is not free and need to be bought. Luckily for her, her mom tip-toed her way (yeah ...she dint want me to accompany her) to that counter and made the payment :-)


After a while I wanted to leave and met her teachers. They were all praises for her as usual. they told me that she was conversing well in kannada and English. She is good with her rhymes, sloka and phonetics. She is the most active kid in the class when phonetics are being taught and responds very well. Was glad to hear all that. We finally left the ground around 12:40 and were home soon. I then gave her lunch (sadly it was heated last nights left overs)....which she dint quite relish. She son hit the bed while I chose to clean the mess up from the mornings chaos.

S came home late this evening. But I was glad we could spend some good time with him in the morning on the eve of fathers day. Signing off now......its high time I hit the bed after such a hectic day. Love you babies( S n Ishi).....

Family Time

S took an off and I chose to WFH yesterday. B pinni and another doc arrived home as planned. They were to attend a doctors seminar at NIMHANS. I woke up earlier than usual and tried to keep everything including the breakfast ready. They arrived around 7:15, got ready and pushed off almost immediately. They said they would have breakfast at NIMHANS itself. While S went to drop them at the venue, I got Ishi ready. Once S was back we dropped her at the day care and came back home. I logged in to work as soon as we were home. I had a call till 1pm. Fortunately I made arrangements for lunch in the morning itself and so I dint have to struggle much for that. We then decided to get Ishi back home. Plan was to take her to the nearest gaming zone (Meenakshi mall) and let her have her share of fun........she has been asking about it for quite sometime now. As S went to pick her up, I got ready. We did not take much time to have our lunch and moved out around 4pm. We headed straight to the gaming zone and were there for about an hour. I played basket ball and did bowling while Ishi had fun with games her age.

We then went to Hypercity to find any raincoats for her if available and I did my usual grocery shopping there. I could not get the cheese of my choice but found a substitute to make Ishis pasta. I also got some non-toxic colors for ishis face painting. That was our last halt and we were home much before 6pm.

I made Stir fried button mushroom (our all time fav) and also dished out my own pasta recipe(finally). It turned out to be an ok one with S commenting that the pasta could have been a little more cooked. I took the comments sportively and am already planning to perfect the same recipe sometime soon. Ishi meanwhile had fun with the face painting colors I got for her. Needless to say she messed up the entire place and I had a lot of cleaning to do after she was done with it.

B pinni and the other doc came home exhausted around 9:20. We soon had our pretty lazy and long dinner meanwhile Ishi kept the guests entertained with her antics.......

Another hectic yet pleasant weekend with family. Love to have more of such days with S and Ishi. Amen :-)

Complaint On Ishi

This so far as I remember has been the funniest of all the complaints I have got on Ishi.

As I went to pick her up from the daycare in the evening, her ex-class teacher, rosy ma'm, came rushing to me with a scary and worried face. That caused me a little worry and I immediately asked her if Ishi was alright. She then smiled and said, "Oh do I look so scary today?". I just smiled back at her and asked her what is the matter. She then opened Ishi's school bag in front of me and said, "Do you know what she got to school today? Please tell her not to get such stuff again to school and take care". I was like, "Oh my god what the hell can that be that it worried her ma'm so much". By then all the other people in the school, helpers, cook, watchman and all, have gathered to see what is happening there. I was very anxious to see what is going to pop out from the bag. And lo....suddenly it came out and I burst out laughing. Everyone was surprised to see my reaction.

It was a gold plated and stone studded waist band. But behold it is not gold at all and is very deceptive. Thanks to begum bazaar stuff. (Ever since that theft happened in my Pragathi Nagar house and I lost most of my real gold, I never ever bothered to wear gold again. )It appears so natural that one can make out it is not gold only upon a very close inspection. So no wonder....even Rosy ma'm thought it is gold and was clinging on to Ishis bag since she saw it inside. It seems Ishi called her ma'm and told her, "Ma'm do you know what I have got to school today??" and took this thing out. And that is it. Poor ma'ms heart was in her mouth and she carefully kept it back in the bag and kept that bag with her till I came.

When I explained her that it was not gold every one burst out laughing. I told her ma'm that everyday, I keep Ishi's bag ready the previous night itself and she keeps ransacking the bag the next morning and stuffs all the things she finds amusing in it to show off to her friends. I promised rosy that I would not cause such worries to them anymore and would search her bag just before moving out of the house.

Though this incident seemed to be very funny, I must thank the daycare people for their honesty and reliability in handing over things back safely. Even if it was for her 2 rupees hair clip, they would let me know about it and return it back.

After all this chaos......me and Ishi left the school and were walking to the main road to get an auto. I slowly asked her why she brought the waist band to school. I could not help laughing at her reply. Ishi actually wore a ghagra to school in the morning. She asked me to give her bangles, chain, ear rings, hair clip etc. I gave all that to her. It seems she even asked about the waist band which I dint listen in my haste to run to work. So she went and took it herself. As she dint know how to wear it, she kept it in her bag :-) What else can I say to her after listening to her. I just bent and kissed her for her innocence.

Ishi baby you remind me of a character I read years back in my english text. Shall write about that in another blog. For the time being.....love you for your innocence. Keep your 'allari' going on as long as it does not cause any harm to anyone. Love you.

Sooooper Ishi

Last night S was not home. And I was having my dinner on the dining table. Now this is quite contrary to our regular routine. We at home have this habit of having food while watching TV. Hence we hardly use the dining table.

As I was eating my food, Ishi came to the table and asked me to serve food for her as well. When I did so, she insisted she would eat it herself. To my dismay, she ate it really well without spilling at all. I stopped eating and just sat there admiring her. I told her that she did a good job and gestured that it was an awesome job (with that trademark Rajnikanth 'Sooper' style) She was happy and gave me a smile. I told to myself (I actually said it aloud) that Ishi is growing up so fast and I feel bad for that (meaning she will soon lose that innocence and all very soon and would have to embark her tough and not so smooth journey in life)
She immediately retorted saying "Why?" in a "Whats bothering you if I grow up?" kind of expression. I suddenly did not know if I should laugh at her innocence or feel bad because she really understands anything I speak which is too early for her age.

Dear Ishi baby....whatever you are........you are really a special kid. I do not say this as I am your mother but I really mean what I said. Anyone who spends a little time with you would comment saying she is no ordinary kid. There is something very unique about you honey. Be it your individuality or you decisiveness or your commanding nature.......be it anything you are special. When you make up your mind about something......its tough to deter you from it. You are very firm about it and express very clearly what you want. Many people are surprised when they listen you speak and know your age. Its quite a surprise to them that a kid this age can speak so clearly about what she wants. I feel proud to be your mother.
I would never want you to leave any of this natural traits of yours. Love you baby.

What Can I Say????

While we were out somewhere on the way between home and Scribbles....Ishi asked me a very tough question.
Ishi: 'Amma why does not a tree talk?'
Amma: 'Because it does not have any mouth'
Ishi: 'Why does not a tree have a mouth?'
Amma: 'Because god dint give it one.'
Ishi: 'Why dint god give it one?'
Amma: I just dint know what to answer........I changed my stance and said....'Every tree has a mouth(roots), but it is under the ground. It feeds from that. It even speaks but it is not audible as it is deep under the ground.'
Ishi dint seemed to be satisfied with this answer of mine and started to ask something and then I was clever enough to divert her attention to something else.


Last evening we reached home and I was looking for keys to open the door. I asked her to switch on the light(she likes doing it) which she does happily. And then she suddenly looked at the round light which glowed upon her switching it on. Then itself I wondered what was going on in that little brain and got ready to volley answers to her questions.
Ishi: 'Amma did you notice, the light looks like a chapati !!'
Amma: I take a look at it and wondered how that thought never struck me as it indeed resembled a chapathi :-). I said 'Oh yes it definitely does look like one!!'
Ishi: 'Why is it like that then?'
Amma: 'Beacuse the 'light-maker' made it that way?'
Ishi: 'Why did her make it that way?'
Amma:.........dint have any answer to her not-so-stupid yet innocent questions.


Any answers to these?? Anyone???

Ishi got hurt again

Last night she was in the bathroom and went to the faucet to clean her hands, she climbed on to that small stool to reach the tap, lost control and hurt her lip very badly. She bled a lot. I finally had to give some sugar to stop her crying. Then I could take a look at her wound. That was a deep cut this time. Another wound on her lip.

I do not know if its a jinx, but she always gets hurt only on her lips. Though it is not new to me anymore.....I felt so bad and cried. Poor Ishi cried just for a moment and started laughing when asked upon regarding how she fell. By thatlsmall gesture of hers, she teaches me a lesson. Do not cry for small things. Had I been in her place I would have cried for long and would have demanded attention. At the very moment she smiled, i felt very embarrassed. It felt as if she was laughing at my childishness. Thanks for your lesson Ishi gadu. I am learning so much as a mom.

Love you so much

Of this and that........

Been two days since Bro and family left for Hyderabad. It was a small but a nice trip they made.

Ishi enjoyed their presence to the fullest. She likes it when it is 'housefull'. She thoroughly enjoys being home and spending time with them. She missed them for a day and cried a lot. Now she seems to have settled down. Every time when someone is home....this lull in her activity has become a routine for us.
Its just a small thing for us elders.....but wonder how that little heart takes all this every time. Wish she grows up soon to understand that this is just a part of life.

Day One Of School

As always (and late) I realized, I write most of my posts about an activity much after it happened.

Yesterday was Ishi's first day to school after the two-month summer camp. Ishi now moved on to Nursery (which she insists to be called only as 'Nursery Class' and not just 'Nursery) from PG. I am sure she does not know what exactly does moving into a new class mean, she was initially super excited about it.

Me and her dad went to drop her at the playschool. She has been chirping all throughout the way, but the moment we were in the school vicinity, she started this 'I don't want Scribbles' song and clinged on to me like a baby monkey. She was at the peak of her crying when we reached the school. Arti took her from me, and tried to calm her down. But Ishi was so determined to cry. I mean.......there are times when she acts crying, but this one looked real. It was heart rendering.

Went to pick her in the evening, she was as happy as a lark and as fresh as a daisy. She did not speak much about her day. But said she moved on to nursery class. When I asked about Akshaya, ishi said she did not come. Akshaya is a teacher at Scribbles who likes Ishi the most......so much that people at the creche refer her as Ishis mom :-) But Ishi does not seem to share the same feelings with her. When we were told that Akshaya would be nursery class teacher, we dint have a second thought about moving Ishi to a different branch. We were very sure that Ishi would be well taken care of.

Thought the beginning of the day filled us with sadness........ending gave me some relief.

Conversation 2

This was again on the way to home from Scribbles.

Me: "Ishi snacks emi thinnavu"
Ishi: No reply as expected
Me: 'Chapati thinnava?"
Ishi: "Avunamma chapati thinnanu. Chala bavundi."
Me: "Milk tho thinnava?"
Ishi: "Chapathi evaranna milk lo vesi thintaara? Nuvvu ala chesthaa?"
"Sauce tho pettaramma"

Conversations 1

Hereafter I want to write about the conversations between me and ishi. For some instances, I feel, its better to make a note of the whole situation rather than mentioning just her dialogue.

To start with, here is what has happened yesterday.......

1. Yesterday morning.........we were on the way to Ishis daycare to drop her. She has this habit of commenting on everything she sees and asking questions about it.
She saw an icecream hoarding with strawberries in it.
Ishi: "Amma strawberries naku chala ishtam. Bavuntundi. Chaaala bavuntundi. Strawberry icecream kuda baavuntundamma"
Me: "Neeku emi thelse strawberry icecream gurunchi?"
Ishi: "Nuvvu naku chesavu kada amma, strawberry milkshake. Naku chala ishtam"

I was so happy that she not only notices my efforts but also remembers them.

2. Yesterday while coming from the daycare in the auto
Me: Ishi what did you eat today?
Ishi: No answer from her
Me: Then I remember the menu displayed outside scribbles and ask her, "Did you eat puliogare?"
Ishi: "Oh puliogare thinnanu. Chaala kaaram ga undi amma. Ammo entha kaaramo." This she says in her typical style with rolling eyes and nodding head.
Me: "Mari some more water thaagaleda?"
Ishi: "Thaaganu amma. Kani inka puliogare thinaledu"
Me: "Lunch lo cabbage kura thinnava?"
Ishi: "Lunch Emi thinaledu. Pappu thinaledu. Cabbage kura thinaledu"
Me: "Breakfast lo jam roll"
Ishi: She is now very excited. "Adi chala baaguntundi amma. Ishi chesipedathava. Cheppu ishi ki chethava? Yummy yummeee."
Me: I smile and tell her "Chesthanu kanna. EK retail lo jam thechukuni chesukundaam"
Ishi: She is very happy now


3. We wet for shopping after we came back from school. In EK Retail:
Me: "Dont pick up chips Ishi? Neeku daggu undi kada. Ekkuva avuthundi."
Ishi: Does not listen.
Me: "Sare aite oka small packet theesuko. Big di vaddu"
Ishi: Its obvious that she does not listen again.
We move on to another section. And Ishi picked up a small maaza bottle. Even before that I took a Mango squash bottle. I tell her to leave the small one and keep the big one.
Ishi: " Sare amma. Aithe neekuee small bottle. Naku ee big bottle. Neeku kuda kaavali kada mari."
In biling counter I dropped many of the things she picked up and billed the rest.


4.After we reached home it was dark and no power. I asked her to stay at Bunty's house till I make some arrangement. She unwillingly said yes.
After sometime I went and picked her up even though the power was not up. We came home. She straightaway came into the kitchen and searched for the chips packets.She found the small one and gave it to me saying "Amma its for you. Mari big di edi? Naku elaga?" That was her tactic to find out where I kept the big packet.
Me: "nenu adi konaledu"
Ishi: Starts crying.
Me: Took out another small chips packet already at home and ask her to choose between those.
Ishi: She picked one. And sat down eating.

After sometime ....
Me: "Ishi, bunty vaalla intiki velthavaa?"
Ishi: Chiraakuga moham petti ,"indaake vella kada"
I dint utter a word after that !!!!!!!