So you turn four and just like last year I feel you are four going on fourteen…
Four is a weird age you know…while you are still a kid, you dont belong to the toddler age where its all cute-ness overloaded and then you cant be termed as a ‘child’ because you still dont know a lot of things…
If you speak, you are called a vayadi and if you dont speak, you are called a silent mouse..either ways, four really makes you wish you were like FIVE years old…I hope you know what I mean…
Its been a long journey eh…I cant believe four years ago, you came out a squirmy, screaming kid, with me screaming to the nurse to tell me whether its a girl, its a girl!!
I love you R. saachmein okie?
Like we were talking before you went to Sabari malai, I want you to grow a bit older…because I want to watch FRIENDS with you and enjoy the jokes with you.
And then of course, our pact that once you start reading by yourself, you and me, will lie on the bed together and read our OWN books…thats a distant dream, but then we all dream on right?
And of course you went to Sabari malai without me and thankfully, I didnt miss you much and you didnt miss me much either. Signs that both of us are growing up eh?
I think, I will eventually throw away that green frock your K Chitti gave you because I am bored of seeing you in it EVERY alternate day…Wear today, wash tomorrow, wear day after…I mean, beta, you have so many clothes, then WHY only that GREEN FROCK!!!
If you are really a big girl, then why do you want me to lift you in my lap and only then drink your milk?? bolo bolo 🙂
I am thankful for the fact that you are still ever ready to go to school and daycare though there have been some days you want to be at home..but those moments are rare and they pass off quickly 🙂
Like your Baroda Thathi and your Amma, you are never going to need a mike when you speak on the stage…you are so loud that the aunty on the 12th floor of the 9th building from our house often comes asking me if you are in a bad mood!!
I love the way you come and snuggle next to me saying ‘MY Amma’ yes baby, I will always be YOUR amma 🙂 I find it really cute when your Appa comes and hugs me and says ‘My Amma’ and you remove his hand and tell me ‘Amma, aap meri ho na, appa ki mat bano’ (Amma, you are mine na, dont become Appa’s) Well you do the same with your Appa as well, but I am just overlooking that since this post is all about my love to you, etc etc 🙂
You are addicted to the old movie songs that you guys did during your nursery annual day and you go through phases of hearing the SAME thing again and again and again and again and again till your Appa and I are pretty much pakaoed with you 🙂
On the word Pakao, your language is showing some minor improvements, now you talk ONLY BOMBAY HINDI!!! *Rolls eyes*
Appa has got to you addicted to ‘Dance India Dance’ and every weekend is a Ramayan in our house when you sit to watch it and I want you to sleep early!! You love dancing and I can see that clearly
We havent yet thrown a ‘party’ for you on your birthdays, I think its better to give a big one when you are old enough to decide whom you want to call..with your 40 friends at daycare and some 20 friends in the building all who are much much older to you, I dont think your Amma will be able to manage all that…of course the celebration in the daycare will be there tomorrow as it opens 🙂
You are definitely a cry baby, crying at the drop of the hat for everything..thats one thing I hope you learn to stop doing as you grow older…no the nails are still not growing and yes you are still sucking your thumb in sleep when you are disturbed 😦
no you still arent completely night toilet trained and yes you do jump onto Amma Appa’s bed in the middle of the night saying ‘machar bite kare che’
You want to go to Sr.Kg already and have told me that you are sad that you dont know Cursive writing like S didi..well baby, you have a lifetime to learn it and just an year before you get to Sr.Kg..whats the hurry tell me?
You have started bugging us big time for a Chotu baby, and of course, your Appa and I are not indulgent parents..we dont give in to your every wish do we? 🙂
This year has been a gift overload for you from loads of blog masis ..you lucky gal! you have no clue how lucky you are…I am definitely going to do a post later on on WHAT all you got so that, you remember and cherish the love poured on you…such things are rare in life and remember to cherish them and thank the people from the bottom of your heart…you dont need to give back if you cant, but remember to reciprocate in someway or the other…after all friendship of this kind is very rare my darling 🙂
I only wish a lifetime of happiness and love for you, baby…I have no aspirations whatsoever from you. I just want you to be a good human being and independent. I dont care what you become in life as long as you are able to take care of yourself independently. I dont care whether you marry a girl or a boy, as long as there is love and respect in the relation. I dont care if you dont want to marry as well, as long as you have a support system strong enough to take you over hard times.
I do care that you learn to respect people and care for the environment.
I hope one day, you share the same relation with me that I share with my Amma and Appa. I hope when you grow older, you will realise that your amma is not always-shouting-at-me lady but someone who hopes that you will turn out to be a better human…I hope you think of your Amma as a friend and share with me all your joys and sorrows and worries and problems…I dont promise a solution but I sure promise to always be there to listen to everything you have to say…
I do hope that you become a good cook though and give me nice nice things to eat everyday.
I love a lot and so does Appa.
Your Loving Amma