True Love

Seven AM. I hear babbling from the Bun’s room. J, is already up and checking his email downstairs. Still groggy, rubbing my eyes, I wander in to let the little boy out of his crib. He gives me a big grin, he is still lying down and not standing up as usual, ready to burst out of the crib. I sit down on the floor next to the crib and start talking to him about our day. He sits up, reaches through the bars, strokes my hair and says – “Mumma Peety (Pretty)”

Jaw on the floor. Heart melted and in a puddle on the floor.

Hello Charmer!

Gorillas

While in Columbus, I found out that our hotel was very near to the Columbus zoo and decided to check it out. It was a really hot day and we had very little time so we only decided to hit up a few exhibits, but turns out even that was too ambitious. It was very very crowded and it was almost impossible to get close to the exhibits.

However, the Gorilla exhibit was fairly deserted when we got there and I was able to let Bun out of his stroller and run around. It was one of our favorite parts of the zoo trips. The other favorite was a little animal show they had where they had rescued dogs, cats and some animals do fun tricks.

Bun recognized the gorillas as monkeys and made his monkey noises but he kept pointing at them and saying “baby baby.” I don’t know if he feels some sort of kinship with them but watching a mama gorilla cuddling a baby, I definitely felt a connection. I’m not saying, I recognized her as my long lost ancestor or anything like that but I could relate to the maternal feeling even in an animal. The way she groomed her baby by nibble on his face was almost identical to how I almost can’t help myself and nibble and nuzzle on Bun’s cheeks, nose, ears any chance that I can. It really reinforced my belief that a mother’s love is probably one of the most primal feelings we have, perhaps even more so than the preservation of the self.

Okay, so I guess this post got kinda sentimental- not where I had originally intended it to go.

14 Months

Apart from yesterday being Valentine’s Day, it was also bun’s 14th month birthday. I can’t believe its been more than a year since this sweet little boy became a part of our lives.

At 14 months He  loves to wave bye bye and say “Hai” and give hugs and head butt people if he is feeling extra cuddly

Bun loves to babble. He is constantly chattering, some are real words or “bun words” as we call them and others are completely indecipherable to us.  I want to do a whole post devoted to his words so I’ll save details for that one.

He now sleeps from 7:30ish pm to 7am. He has Scout in his crib and I think Scout is quickly becoming his lovie.

Dadubhai (My dad) and Layla are his best friends, although he and Layla frequently don’t get along

His favorite toys are his Farm Animals book, truck book, Goodnight moon, Mega bloks and anything with wheels (cars, trucks, duck on wheels)

His favorite foods lately have been grapes, bananas, any sort of cookie, and yogurt. He is not the biggest fan of chicken and I have to mask it up with strained or pureed veggies.

Sweet Little Boys

Saturday afternoon Bun and I were hanging out in the front of our townhouse, getting into our usual trouble when a little boy maybe seven or eight walked by us walking his chihuahua. Bun was naturally thrilled and raced over towards the “doh” as he calls it. The little boy stopped and helped Bun pet the dog and told me the dog’s name and and spent some time playing . And finally it was time to say “buh buh” and “taaaaaaaaaa- ta” Just as the little boy and his dog was walking away he turned around came back to me and said this

There’s a car headed this way, you might want to be careful with him (points to Bun). I can’t see the color because the sun is in my eye, but I thought you should know.”

All I managed to say in return was “Thank You for giving me a heads up” How sweet for a little 7 year old to look out for some neighbors he has never met before. I hope Bun grows up to be this little boy.

 

Uncooperative

There are days where I am so proud of an outfit that I pick for the Bun and those are the days where he won’t let me take a good straight on shot. For Superbowl this year, I had him wear the cutest little Carters twofer that said “Touchdown” , but did I get a good picture? Nope. Not even close. This is the best I got.

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There are plenty of ways the Bun is uncooperative these days. His favorites-

-Running away from him when I try to put any article of clothing on him- Diapers, pants, onesies included

– Refusing to walk  at the most random times. These random times also happen to be when my hands are full and him walking 5 steps would really help me out

– Refusing to eat stuff that I thought were his favorite like Cheese, peas, naan bread, chicken, etc etc.  And only insisting on eating fruit and dessert for lunches.

– Battling nap time every single day. He rubs and rubs and rubs his eyes but its a full on meltdown for me to get him into his crib around 12:30

– Turning off our desktop, right when I’m in the middle of uploading photos. Happened earlier today

This is just the naughtiness where he doesn’t cooperate, I’ll have to do another whole post for the activities that he loves that I do no approve of at all. Having a toddler is exhausting but its always interesting and very very endearing. This burgeoning rebellion that I’m sure will continue for the rest of his life just makes me adore him more