Little Miss Talkie Talk

Yet more of my baby's baby talk.

The other day, she was being quite naughty, and
I said: "Rekha teacher-ta phone panni sonna theriyum", (Shall I call your Rekha teacher and tell her that you are being naughty)
She answered back, "Unga office kaaranga-ta phone panni solluven" (Shall I call your office people and tell them you are being naughty.)


Conversation overheard,
Dad : Where does daddy work?
Nephy : XXX
Dad : Where does mummy working?
Nephy : Bank
Dad : Where do you want to work?
Nephy : Bank
Dad : Why?
Nephy : Because girls must go to work there. (*Wonder how she came up with that logic*)
Dad :(Trying to be smart) So, why do S uncle & V uncle go to the Bank
Nephy : No, they must go to daddy's office. They are boys right?
*End of Conversation*

More to follow.....

Little Miss Talkie Talk

The little missie talks and talks and talks and talks and... yes, on and on and on... and on and on and... you get the flow, right?

A few quips I want to jot down before I forget these jems.

An ant bit her, and she goes 'Naan nenakiren naan romba sweet-a erukken-nu, Ant vandhu yennai kadikudhu!' (I think I'm very sweet, this Ant is biting me.)

A little fellow at the playground trouble her, and she says 'Indha podiyan enn kitta vambu pannuran' (The essence is lost in the translation, so I didn't) The word podiyan that she had caught up, amazes me.

She was pretending to be mommy, and I as Nephy, she calls out to me to come and sleep on her lap, and I firmly refuse, to which she starts 'Nee vara matta? Appo naan Dora-kku Mummy aagiduven. Naan unakku mummy-a Dora-ku mummy-a?'. Had a really really good laugh that night, thanks to the little missy.

She has picked up this habit of picking her nose, and I came up with this rather brilliant idea of making her the monitor. So, anytime anybody picks their nose, she yells 'Amma, Look! Look!'. Sorry for any inconvience caused due to this Monitor's act.

I'm rather very proud of the tamil that she speaks,I think I've done a really nice job in gettin her to speak tamil, rather than going down the all English route, that seems to be the norm here and around.

Lovely hearing her speak in both... more to follow. :)

Truce...

Finally, the war has come to an interesting end.

and no points for guessing the two fighting parties or what the war is about. The picture speaks for itself .

When 2 years and 4 months old

Hey dearie,

You are 2 months and 4 months and 3 weeks old. You have grown tall and you would be going to school this January.

First things first, a big thank you for everything. If not for your co-operation, I wouldn't have been able to get back to work. You got along so very well with your  grand-moms and never once gave any of us a hard time about me leaving you home. Yes, am ashamed to say that I sneak out of home every morning, unable to muster the courage to see your tears. You took it in stride and announced to everyone that 'Amma Office', once you found out that I wasn't home and thank you, you didn't bother to even miss me, thanks to your grandparents. With their help, we have been able to pull through a whole year now. Lets hope the coming years are easier.

Lets go on with you, enough of me and my stupid job(Yes darling, it would make a good set of people happy if I would just quit, but your mom being her ridiculous self, hasn't yet made up her mind to quit)

Your talks have improved in bounds and leaps. This morning, I found you playing with my credit cards (You really don't want to know about mom's rather pathetic finances and HSBC, they point blank refused to even open a credit line account , the gall. Never mind, lets get back to your story). So, I found you playing with my credit cards and I raised my voice at you. Your face  registered a change at once and turned apologetic and you said, 'Sorry , seyya maatein'(Sorry, I wouldn't do it again). Good enough to melt your mom's heart.

You still need a bottle of milk in the middle of the night. Sometimes, its more than one. My bad, I didn't make you forget your milk bottle early, because, you hardly ate anything and without your middle-of-the-night-milk-bottles, you would be starving. So, I let you carry on and you still do. I have been making a rather feeble attempt to get it out of your routine, but I definitely need to work harder at it. The night time slogan has been 'No paal, Only thanni' (No Milk, only water), but you somehow learned to create your own , with absolutely no help from us. You counter slogan 'No thanni, only paal'

Your drawing and your colouring are master pieces of art(Yeah, I know,  I idolise you, who dares to say against it? Even if they say so, Mommy goes deaf when that happens. Did I tell you that Mommy is horribly dumb when it comes to multi-tasking. The most popular example that your daddy recalls time and again is that, when am browsing or working, I go deaf. I am not taking any blame for it, coz its the genes, you mommy's dad's genes at that. Sorry, lets get back to your story.). You can recognise quite a few alphabets and most of the colours and all the numbers until 10. You also do a few puzzles and I think you genuinely have a flair at puzzles, especially shapes. IPhone played a good part at it and again, you have been such a thoughtful child and played with it with much care and caution (touch wood, touch wood). Your ABCs are still vague.

Its really really cute when you put our your act of taking pictures and keep saying, 'mile.. mile.. please...mile'(Smile).

You definitely have more manners than any of us at home, you shame us with you frequent thank yous and please. Well, you could definitely work on the tone of your 'please', it changes in intensity when we don't give it to you the first time you demand. However, am loving it all and sometimes, makes me think you are growing fast. You still give me sloppy kisses and big hugs and you still run around naked after your bath ;)

and today you are 2 months, 5 months and 3 days and it took you a while for your mother to get this post done.