Mr. Charming

You made my weekend, little man. On Saturday, you were watching cartoons as mamma was getting ready for church, when by some miracle in itself you looked away from the tv and said "Amma you booteefool". And then today (Sunday) you told Push thatha to "be carefoool" as he dropped some things into the garage. And later today, you were teaching mamma how to play baseball on the wii, with actions complete with a swing and a jump you told me, "amma, look [at] ball and then hit". You are turning out to be quite a gentleman, make mamma proud mister!

Alphabets, basketball and more

About a week after I posted that you dont speak sentences, you did. About 3 weeks ago you started reciting the alphabets (all the way from A to Z). You started playing tennis with your juniors racquet a week ago, as in you actually hit the ball when someone throws it to you. And 3 days ago you started shooting hoops with the hoop set Austin papa got you. Its amazing your little growth spurts...especially your new sayings, "Oh good burp dada!", "No, no, no", "to and beyond!". And then theres your newest trend, I think you've decided to spray spit whenever I ask you to do something you dont want to. Development is just one big circle huh? love you baby! Oh yes, I dont get kisses anymore...you're too cool for that!

Funny car story

We were driving to ammamma's house the past Sunday. And while we were still in our neighborhood, I kept turning back and playing with your toes and we were singing our made up song "Kowlah Kowlah Kowlah". And everything was going well, till I was supposed to take the ramp to get on to the beltway, when you yelled "Amma, drive!!!!". Basically telling me to pay attention to the road. That definitely put an abrupt end to my singing :) I dont know about your talking anymore, especially now that you seem way more sensible than your mom!

cutest singing ever!

you've completely got "bah bah black shees, howvu howvu" down and can perfectly sing "happy birthday to ooooo". Colors still seem to be bit of a challenge. You can say them but the colors dont match with what you're pointing to.

Update

About a week ago you went to your first air show, it was hot, you were sleepy but that didnt stop you from climbing into the cockpit and posing for a few pictures.

Sept 4th-5th 2009 marks your first US open trip, you saw "buu-buu calar tennis" and when asked agreed to playing tennis when you grew up. Now you even show us how to serve. You were caught on camera twice, once walking towards the Wilson store to get a giant tennis ball and second when you were bouncing your ball (that was half the size of your body) through the crowds. You enjoyed emptying all the change out of ammamma's purse into the wishing fountain in the center of the stadium.

You have about 8 teeth now, and your vocabulary over the past month has grown exponentially. There is NOTHING you wont repeat!

June-July 2009

You have begun singing on request now. You repeat after your father when he sings baby-baby-baby your infinitely cuter version is of course bayybbby-bayybbbby. Your also going through a violent phase where you smack everybody in sight, warning them of course "adddi". You like to use "maaammi" as your diving board, and bounce off her stomach constantly. You've been bald since June 28th or so, and point to your head when asked for the "mottai". You love reading with mammi and point to birds, cars and the moon. You love your car bed but hate sleeping in it. You feed yourself loopy cereal (and all sorts of other food) with a spoon with a precision that would put your daddy to shame. Just a little bundle of energy at this point, come to think of it, you've always been that way.

Major catch up

As of 2 weeks ago you have been saying "Thanks!" perfectly in context, ie, only when you get what you want. Also you've been saying "bad boys!" index finger and all. And today you completed the sentence when mom sang old McDonald with a "eenya eenya eeenyaaa" and then we sang Baa baa black sheep together , your rendition of course, "bbaaaa bbbaaaa bbbaaa". And when I change your diaper we imitate each other with who makes the best lyrical version of the bisyllable, "ba ba ba baaaaaaaaa bow!". So much fun! If only you wouldnt wake up so early and start jumping on me!!