My dear son,
Today at 7:30 am, after your morning rituals were over, I
decided to teach you how to spray paint with a tooth brush. This was one of the
very few art works I loved to do as achild. You sprayed the brush once with your thumb,
looked at your hands and ran off to wash your hands. , I asked
you to resume the brush art work. You backed away, showed me your hands and said
“now hands are clean”. That was the end of that.
The other day you screamed at your very good
friend because she messed up your room. It has been a couple of days since then
but you are still refusing to do a play-date with her because of that incident.
Yes, I think like your father, you are a cleanliness freak.
Yesterday, you insisted on going to the market in your
superhero cape and mask. And for some unknown reason you were very kicked about
the fact that children might laugh at you. And vainly you roamed the market
like that until a little girl laughed at you. Thankfully you removed your
superhero gear then. I guess like all the children in the world, you want to be
a superhero too.
Last Saturday was a revelation. You went with us to the opthamologist
and responded to her in the most mature way possible. I think you also fell for
her a little bit as you have been religiously following her advice – to the
point of even reminding me also that the doctor told you to have a banana, an apple and a blue tomato!
Yesterday, you woke up at your usual 6 am but said you were
sleepy. So I asked you, “should we sleep some more?” To which you replied with
a question, “no office today?” You are 4 years, 3 months old now and for the
last 3 months, since I joined office, I am sneaking off to work, literally. The
few times I tried to say good bye to you, you would start crying. But in the
last 3 months, I am proud to say you have become more independent than ever
before especially in the bathroom. You still refuse to eat food on your own and we are
still threatening / cajoling on a daily basis during all meal times.
I made you join dance class this week. For two classes you
just observed and your eyes were glued to the dancing children, but you refused
to dance. And then just like that, at the tail end of the second class, you got
off from the chair, told me not to follow you very emphatically, and joined the
other kids. You simply didn't want me hovering behind you. And you are an amazing dancer. Specially on true blue bollywood numbers ;)
A few days back, we had gone to meet your little cousin Tia.
Your grandma had not accompanied us. And you were quite miffed about it. So
much so, that you took my phone and faked a conversation with her for 20 mins trying
to convince her to come and join us.
In the month of May, we were involved with two dinner dates.
You threw up in both. We organized a couple of splash pool party cum play
dates. We also went to HK which was a hit and you fully enjoyed the flight, the
hotels, riding in the metro, bus, and ofcourse the highlight was hour-long
market visits while you were perched on to your dad’s shoulders.
Two movies in May and you
slept in both. The second movie, you insisted on sitting on your seat and not
sharing it with either of us. I ended up watching the movie from an aisle
below.
Everytime you poop, you go check your weight and height. Your
favourite channel is rhymes tv and these days you are obsessed about eating
jackfruit. So we sliced and offered melons and you were happy to eat our
version of jackfruit. You wear the blue-pink car shoes for every outing and
fall asleep listening to pepper stories. Every night.
And you are still in love with kitchen set. I love you my munchkin.
