Dad is Busy...

Hi All,
I decided to blog today after a long time...It's been a while isn't it ? I am going to be two years old in days to come. I am excited .

I hear Mom asking Dad everyday ..."Can't you get the video ready for the blog??" and Dad replies .."Will do", the scene has not changed for more than a month. Poor Mom !!!Can't blame Dad much , he is busy with work too ..especially after his new Boxee box (Sorry Dada ..!!)

I have been saying a lot of new things ..and doing a lot of new things . I can identify most of the vegetables & fruits now . I can now recognise different sounds (distinguish between a Fire Engine and an Ambulance). I can identify few personalities by name like my President/Dr.OZ/Oprah/ManmohanSingh and Rajinikanth. I know my teacher and school's name. I know where Dad works and where I live. I can identify the major colors . I can make a few phone conversations .."Hi How are you thatha ..Fine thatha ..Bye patti ..Love you patti ..etc. I know the English alphabets and I also know the Tamil alphabets (The uyir ezhuthukal to be precise). I can even put down my feet and say "NOOOO...". I do it most of the times and upset amma and even get spanked.

Amma says "I am an organised,intelligent,adamant Rascal." Let me explain . ORGANIZED-- I put my shoes on the shoe rack when I get back from school and do everything absolutely in the same order every day. I even insist amma hangs her jacket (even if she forgets ..he he !) .INTELLIGENT -- Because I have an astounding memory (she claims so. All Mom's are like that. Aren't they . Boasting that their sons are best in the universe and I bet My Mom is no exception.) If I see the laptop chord, I ensure that it's plugged onto some Laptop. I know if I want my poem to be played , I got to get the Boxee remote to Amma, If Amma says Dosai I need to get her the Pan to make Dosa and If she says cereal I got to fetch her the milk and the cup. And when there's a knock on the door it's appa back from work. ADAMANT -- Because I want to have my pillow to myself. Don't share a thing. And would demand a cookie at 9 PM and would throw a fit bcos Mom would refuse to give me one. Make Mom run behind to me to get my gloves on . And Mom would just say "Why are you so adamant just like your Dad ..?" hmm..

Amma and Appa bought me a trike for my birthday. Bcos I keep playing on Pari's bike which is pink in color and "I still don't understand boys don't ride pink bikes ". So Dad bought me nice cool trike. I just love it . I now eat / play and spend most of my time on my trike. Mom doesn't let me sleep on that . If not I would do that too. I think I have bored you all enough.

Catch you all sometime soon.Bye for now.

Rishi