It seems ages since I posted anything, I've been swamped in work- mine and not mine too. I'm starting to realise that in a big growing company you can't say "hellooo.... that's not what I was taken in for..." Am not too sure that I like the added responsibility. Or rather, I would have, if not for a sweet little boy waiting at home for his Amma who has hardly any time to play with him these days.
Sonny boy is a-growing and and a-learning and a-talking and a-goofing - big time. Sometimes I laugh so in my head thinking of all the things he gets up to..
Like for instance, last week a new grocery store opened up near our house, so we went to check it out. We made our purchases and were stading in line to pay our bill, when Hubby saw this pack of Orbit and chucked that too into our bag. At which immediately a pair of eyes opened wide and turned around to squarely face his Accha.
"Accha, you're a COW? We have a COW at home? that is for COWS!"
All the onlookers who heard laughed too, along with us.
I really do think the maker of this ad deserves an award. For when we got home, Sonny boy's dear next-door pal was waiting for him. The little eyes immediately spotted the Orbit pack and,
"Sonny boyyyy!!! this is for COWS!" and both of them laughed gleefully.
And this from two boys who haven't yet learnt their alphabet and don't know to string two letters to form a word!
Well! we may not be COWS, but chew we definitely intend to!
Its admission time folks, and we're busy doing the rounds, like any other maddened parent. The first school we went to (DPS) Sonny boy went in cheerfully enough, for his assessment/observation, holding the hand of his pretty teacher. We anxiously waved him off. After 5-10 minutes he came out even more cheerfully holding a lollipop in his hand. We eagerly asked him,
"Sonny boy, what did you in there?"
Pat came the response, with a beatific smile, "NOTHING"
I should have known. He's never voluntarily told us anything he gets up to in his playschool, why would it be any different all of a sudden? Sigh!
Yesterday we were learning about insects and how many legs they had. Do any of you erudite mothers know how many legs a flyhome has? Six! And do you know what the flyhome is? I'll wait for the responses. *smile*
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