Dear Preeti,
I'm sorry I basically neglected your blog for all of 2010. I hope I loved you lots and lots to make up for it. I love you more than anything, you *do* know that, right?
Today I lost my temper with you over something completely idiotic. I was giving you a shower and noticed that the shampoo bottle -- the shampoo bottle that had only been opened last week -- was completely empty. I'm pretty sure you used the contents to fuel some bizarre "cooking experiment" (you like to talk to yourself and make up recipes while you're in the shower. I think I must have the Cooking Channel on way too much when you're awake). I yelled and yelled. I lectured. I took a bunch of toys out of the bathtub. You cried and cried...so much so that you were doing that hiccupping thing that happens when you cry so hard you lose your breath.
I had to step out of the bathroom to cool down - your dad took over with getting you ready for bed and drying your hair. And then I thought - Will this matter so much in a week? A month? A year? And I felt horrible.
After you were ready for bed you came out to the living room and I told you I was sorry I yelled at you. You came over to me, hugged me and climbed into my lap for a cuddle and my heart just melted. You were so sweet and I had just been so horrible! Then you started to kiss me and tell me you loved me and I almost lost it. Such trust and love from my sweet girl!
I love you, Pappu!
Monday, January 3, 2011
Thursday, September 3, 2009
We May Need to Work on Modesty A Bit
Dear Preeti,
First things first, you have a new cousin!! R chitti and S chittappa had a baby girl two days ago. I really, really hope you and A become great friends as you grow up, especially because right now I'm worried that you may end up being an only child. One of the things I love about having a sister is that we can call each other up and say things like "OK, mom/dad is CRAZY. Just listen to this...." As you get older, I want you to have someone to talk to and laugh with that will understand where you're coming from without a lot of backstory. Maybe A will be that person or maybe, God willing, you'll have a sibling *and* your cousins to share the craziness with.
Anyway, yesterday we were in the car and Nana was sitting in the back seat with you. You were talking up a storm and playing with a rubber duck (the kind you take in the bath with you). Then the following conversation occurred:
Me: Baby, who has a rubber duck on Sesame Street?
You: Ernie does!
Nana: (marveling at the fact that you said "Ernie does" instead of just "Ernie") Pappu, you're so smart!
You: I know *that!*
Well, at least you're the most modest person you know!
Love,
Mom
First things first, you have a new cousin!! R chitti and S chittappa had a baby girl two days ago. I really, really hope you and A become great friends as you grow up, especially because right now I'm worried that you may end up being an only child. One of the things I love about having a sister is that we can call each other up and say things like "OK, mom/dad is CRAZY. Just listen to this...." As you get older, I want you to have someone to talk to and laugh with that will understand where you're coming from without a lot of backstory. Maybe A will be that person or maybe, God willing, you'll have a sibling *and* your cousins to share the craziness with.
Anyway, yesterday we were in the car and Nana was sitting in the back seat with you. You were talking up a storm and playing with a rubber duck (the kind you take in the bath with you). Then the following conversation occurred:
Me: Baby, who has a rubber duck on Sesame Street?
You: Ernie does!
Nana: (marveling at the fact that you said "Ernie does" instead of just "Ernie") Pappu, you're so smart!
You: I know *that!*
Well, at least you're the most modest person you know!
Love,
Mom
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Dog Party
Dear Preeti,
This evening I was giving you a bath. Usually, this is your dad's time with you but since he's been out of town the past few days I was attempting to keep you clean in his absence. We had finished what is in your opinion the not-so-fun parts (i.e., the parts involving soap, shampoo and water on your head) and you were playing with your toys. For the record, although dad and I have bought you a plethora of bath toys, your current favorites are:
1. an empty applesauce container,
2. an empty yogurt container,
3. a peri bottle.
What can I say, you're a goofy-goof.
You also really like this weird duck-cow hybrid thing that you refer to as rubber duckie (I don't know whether its a duck or a cow - it's black and white and has spots, horns and a bell around its neck. It also has a beak. I *told* you it was weird). You were sitting there, calmly holding it and looking at it when all of a sudden, we had the following conversation:
You: (yelling) "No way, rubber duckie!"
Me: What's rubber duckie doing?
You: Looking for a DOG PARTY (although it sounded like "yookin for dog potty")
I can't even remember the last time we read "Go Dog, Go", so that? Cracked.Me.Up.
Love,
Mom
This evening I was giving you a bath. Usually, this is your dad's time with you but since he's been out of town the past few days I was attempting to keep you clean in his absence. We had finished what is in your opinion the not-so-fun parts (i.e., the parts involving soap, shampoo and water on your head) and you were playing with your toys. For the record, although dad and I have bought you a plethora of bath toys, your current favorites are:
1. an empty applesauce container,
2. an empty yogurt container,
3. a peri bottle.
What can I say, you're a goofy-goof.
You also really like this weird duck-cow hybrid thing that you refer to as rubber duckie (I don't know whether its a duck or a cow - it's black and white and has spots, horns and a bell around its neck. It also has a beak. I *told* you it was weird). You were sitting there, calmly holding it and looking at it when all of a sudden, we had the following conversation:
You: (yelling) "No way, rubber duckie!"
Me: What's rubber duckie doing?
You: Looking for a DOG PARTY (although it sounded like "yookin for dog potty")
I can't even remember the last time we read "Go Dog, Go", so that? Cracked.Me.Up.
Love,
Mom
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
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