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
Thursday, September 3, 2009
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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