You might grow up to either love me or hate me, but you are 21 months old now and you can identify all the continents, and name a few countries within them!!! If you ask me, I’d say I’m damn proud of both of us for having gotten past this milestone. Basically, I am bored to read your silly storybooks and so I figured I’ll buy us a book that makes for an interesting read for me, and so I took you to the book store and bought an atlas that you picked. Simple no?
To give you some practical classes in geography, we also took you on some trips. Okay no, we just took you along like luggage because appa and I had to travel. Haha. We were at Isle for wight for my birthday, and this was your first time at the beach. You absolutely enjoyed playing with the sand by throwing it over your head, but you were damn scared of the sea. You bawled until we pulled you out of water, and I wonder if it was because the water was too cold for you.
The best part of this trip has to be you walking upto me with two glasses in your hand, handing one over to me, saying cheers and pretending to drink some imaginary drink and then singing “happy tirday” to me on my birthday, just as I was waking up. You did something similar the previous day when we’d ordered a dessert that came to our table and you started singing happy tirday. Although it wasn’t intentional (I’m guessing?), I was really touched. 🙂
You also went to Munich last week as I’d to travel on work. You and appa spent the two days exploring Munich by yourselves and appa has written a wonderful journal of your adventures. You make for a better travel partner for appa than I do, so thanks for saving me the bother. The highlight of the Munich trip for me was you crying about me leaving to work on the second day. I’d never felt so bad about leaving you and going off to work. I felt so guilty, and wish I could stay home with you all day and everyday. But I’ve heard from appa that it can be very annoying, so I’ll try not to ever do that. But no promises.
You’ve found this new fascination for planes, and I hear it comes from the nursery. We can see most take-offs and landings from/ into Heathrow and so you’ve this game where you do “tata” to every plane that you see outside the window. You also sometimes wonder if that plane is going to ajji thatha’s house, which is when you remember “bhatta” as well. Currently, “bhatta” is this massive stuffed german shepherd that you have but this is actually inspired by the stray dog that came to thatha’s house everyday. Thatha would take you out to make you feed the dog he lovingly called “bhatta”. So, I think playing with your British “bhatta” is some way of remembering thatha everyday?
Your face just lights up every time we video call him and he says his usual “onaNNa, Berry aNNa”. In fact, you are very excited to see ajji too, ever since we came back to London. I think you really miss everyone back home and this evident from how you keep saying everyone’s names and also get damn excited when you see some Indian faces while friends visit us. I sometimes wish I could raise you back home, but then I think about how hard it will be to do this along-side a full-time job, I quickly let that thought go.
The good thing about raising you here is that you have a nice little routine that works well for all of us. When you come back home at 6pm from the nursery, you take off your shoes and put them away, promptly bring a bowl/ plate asking for some kind of a snack and go away to play with your toys. You then remind us to bathe you, then eat a good hearty meal and get ready to read a story and go to bed. Now, some days this whole ordeal takes longer than an hour or two but on good days, you are in bed by 8ish. I was miserably unsuccessful in keeping this routine in Bangalore, maybe because it was a vacation?
When I watch you do a lot of things quite independently now, I feel so proud of you and I hope to preserve that sense of awe as you grow older and discover new things for yourself. You’ll promise to tell me every random new thing you discover no? I am damn excited to rediscover life through your eyes, even though you might feel otherwise sometimes (talking about the times when I make you binge watch netflix with me!). Happy 1.75 my love, and thank you for filling our lives with so much joy and madness (ok less thankful about this bit though!).
P.S – Your favourite god is Ganesha and you keep calling all statues as maamis, and I have no idea who taught you all this because appa is atheist and I am at best agnostic. Actually, I don’t mind you knowing about all gods and goddesses, which is why we bought you an Amar Chitra Katha book while we were in Bangalore (although you don’t like the book!).