R is sitting on the potty…I am folding and refolding her black ribbons to give them some kind of shape…and then she asks ‘Amma, aaj black uniform che?‘ (Amma, today is black uniform)
R: Mereko school nahi jana (I dont want to go to school)
RM: Kyun (Why)
R: Because I dont want to going. Mereko daycare jana hai…Aap mereko ‘choding’ karenge che (Because I dont want to go. I want to go to daycare. Will you drop me? – Choding is actually chod denge!)
I am asking R to hurry up in the morning..
RM: Arey R jaldi karo, we will miss your bus
R doesnt reply for about 3 seconds
and suddenly says ‘Amma, mereko chotu baby when you giving’
I am stunned and ask her ‘why are you asking’
R: Amma, P ke ghar mein chotu baabu aya, mereko bhi want hai (P got a small boy in his house, even I want one)
Well Well…what to say?
*P is a guy in her daycare who got a baby brother and everyone in the daycare is so excited about it and P is showing off big time about his baby brother 🙂
RD, R and I are in the car where the radio is on….between the song, RD and I start
fighting talking to each other
R: Arey, awaz baandh karo, mereko sunai nahi de raha (Arey dont make noise, I cant hear!)
RM and RD just shut up…(the argument continues later on ;))
RD gets R back from the daycare, while I am cooking
R: amma, amma, amma
RM:” arey what, tell na
R: Amma, mereko bahut bada bhuk lage che..kuch khaing ke liye che (Amma, I am very hungry (bada bukh is actually big hunger, it cant be really translated into English *rolls eyes* Is there anything to eat?)
bada bhuk – It reminds me instantly of kumbhakaran!!!
While we were at the camp RD had chai from there…I have not started tea for R yet..and when RD (ETA changed from R to RD had written R earlier by mistake, Theek hai RD????) drinks his beer or any other alcoholic drink, we usually tell that ‘its Appa chai, yuck’ and R doesnt ask for it
So at the camp, RD takes tea first..and then after a while goes to the ice box to pick up his beer…R like the tail, follows him…‘yeh kaay e’ (What is this?) she asks RD
RD: Chai beta..
R: (Perplexed) Chai cold bhi you drink and chai hot bhi you drink? (You drink cold chai and hot chai?)
R and I are having our usual morning fight with the hair combing when she looks at her ball which has fallen on the floor (Who has the time to pick it up? no one!)
R: Amma, aa ball toh giriyu che (Amma this ball has fallen down) Giriyu – is the GujHindi form of fallen…Gira in Hindi and Padayu in Gujju…which R the linguist combines to say Giriyu!!!
Again, I am in the kitchen doing something..RD has gone out to meet someone..
R: Amma, mereko aap bahut aache lagte ho (Amma, I like you a lot)
RM is pleased as a pea: Awww! even I like you baby
R: Amma, I love you lod lod (I love you a lot)
RM now melts into a puddle of mush: I love you too a lot darling
R: Amma, aap meri friend ho na (Amma, you are my friend na)
RM: yes yes baby
R:Aacha, toh woh fridge mein se zara chocolate give karo na (then give me that chocolate from the fridge!)
This girl I tell you, is a sure shot diplomat in the making!
and just as we came back from Zephyr’s place..in the evening, I am pretending to stitch that hook of her uniform, while she is pretending to help me..
suddenly she says ‘amma, maine aapka blog read kiya’
and I prick myself with the needle in shock…WHAT I ask her
R: Amma, maine blog read kiya..Zephyr (she calls her something else, but I dont know if I can put that on the blog :)) ne bola na..toh maine woh read kiya hai
Can you believe this? I mean kids pick up SO FAST!!! I am shocked! Zephyr and I were discussing blogs and stuff and the brat was pretending to jump from bed to bean bag actually listening to our conversation 🙂
I am cutting onions for making veg cheese omelets while the brat is sitting on the kitchen platform giving me instructions and eating her banana chips..
my eyes water, I am literally crying while cutting the onions when R looks at me earnestly and says
Amma, aap onions se darr te ho kya? (Amma are you scared of the onions?)
RM: *sniff sniff* no no why are you asking?
R: Then why you are crying while cutting it?
Well, I dont have any answer to that, do I ?
R had a story telling session in her school on Tuesday. Now for a mother who reads books for her child, this should be easy na…nahi…we just got confused and didnt know what story to tell…I tried to make her tell the bhindi and other lovely *ahem* stories that I had come up with, but the brat refused 😦
So she comes up with her own story!
One day, a deer was drinking water near a river. The tiger came. and Deer said hello and the tiger ate the deer.
Bhagwan….what a gory story!!!