Sister love

There are many instances which I forgetย to record here, just out of laziness to open the laptop and type it. Most of it concerns about the girls in our lives.The niece and Moo.

So what happened was during our residential society’s annual get-together function, there was this event planned where girls between ages 6 and 10 were dancing to a Bollywood song. They had been practicing the dance steps for over a week and I would take Moo to the dance area whenever it was possible. She loved listening to the songs and ‘dancing’ with the girls ๐Ÿ™‚ Just before their group name was to be announced on stage as the next performers, Zack took Moo to see her akkaย and wish her good luck. Moo was so excited to see Ri in a shiny shimmery dress that she immediately jumped on her to attack those sequins ( and eat them). One of the nine year olds immediately squealed, “Oh no, so much of drool…why is this baby drooling so much…she is wetting the frock so much”. To which my smart ass niece replied, “Even you drooled like this when you were this young like Moo is, no need to say eww”. I was not there to witness this historic exchange, but hearing Zack recount this to the family back home makes me wonder when did our seven year old grow up this mature ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚


The birthday party

Moo turned one a couple of weeks ago. And we celebrated her birthday with a temple visit in the morning and a party at home in the evening where our guests had a high chance of not turning up due to unexpected heavy showers throughout the evening. Eventually, we counted and came to the conclusion how many had not turned up based on the fifteen remaining samosas ๐Ÿ˜†

The highlight of the evening was Moo absolutely disliking her birthday cake and everyone else absolutely loving it. Second was the way she was clapping when she heard everybody sing her the birthday song. She is in the phase where she imitates whatever we do and it was a treat to watch her clapping so hard with squeals and giggles. Soon she got tired of it, had a quick nap and a dress change and came back again to haunt all those who had chips in their plates. Every photo of hers which we tried to click has her munching on the chips ๐Ÿ˜€

When all of the guests had left and we had just finished up cleaning the room, she woke up at 11 and had a ball playing with the balloons late till 12. No matter how we tried, she wont sleep at all, going round and round with the balloons. Suffice to say, it was a good day ๐Ÿ™‚

Some pictures from that day –
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Guest post by Moo – 2


That is how is I say hello, okay. I came here again because Mummy does not have anything new to say, but I have loads ๐Ÿ˜€

I am seeing many new people everyday. Its a good change for me, got bored of seeing the same faces everyday. I see shiny and colorful sarees on all the aunties and when I taste it when they lift me, they complain to mummy that I drool a lot. The family wedding picture has a wet patch on mummy’s blouse, if you see it you know the reason ๐Ÿ˜‰

All the yummy food is making everyone fat I heard. What fat and all, once in a while only these kind of events happen no, I get to taste variety too, instead of the same baby food which they ‘specially’ make for me. My favorite is the appalam. Anytime I cry, I get an appalam. I am calm then and make 64 bits of the piece which they give me.

Yesterday I got many claps and surprised looks because I stood up holding the sofa. Actually no one noticed the other times I was practicing on people, bed, shelf, door and teddy. Haha.

I do not know when these people are going to take me back home. My sleep times have changed. I am feeling sleepy now. Ok tatatatatata