Liar Liar - pants on fire !

Jr. went to a house warming cermony with my wife and her other colleagues. The new home owner was another colleague of my wife.

Jr. and me have a small 30 minute story time/ conversation time before she goes to bed.

Me : Tell me, how was the party today ?
Jr : Me, mommy and Saila aunty went there and had fun. Pavithra aunty was there and there were lots of people there..

My friend Geetha's wifes name is Pavithra. As far as I knew, these two had no overlap with my wifes colleague !

Me : dont lie to me. how can Pavithra aunty be there ?
Jr : NO (shouting at me).. Pavithra aunty was there !! I am not lying to you.
Me : okay. dont get mad. we can talk about it later. (we went on to finish some stories and she slept off.. I decided to deal with it the next day).

Later in the morning a conversation between me and Mrs.

Me : So how was the housewarming..
Mrs : Pavithra's house is on top of a little hill..
Me : Pavithra ????? !!!!
Mrs : yes. Her name is Pavithra and she is a new colleague .. didnt I tell you her name before ?

I almost cried !! Pavithra is not that common a name by south Indian standards. Till my buddy Geetha got married to this girl and introduced her to us, I had never seen or met anyone by that name.. now suddenly there are Pavithra's decending in the Bay area .. and I screwed up big time..

Afternoon naptime converstion between me and Jr.

Me : I am sorry I told you that you were lying yesterday. When you said "Pavithra aunty was there, I was thinking about Geetha Uncle-Pavithra aunty" !!
Jr : (totally innocent face and voice).. NO DADDY !! This is a different Pavithra aunty. One is pony tail Pavithra aunty and the other one is long hair Pavithra aunty.. I was trying to tell you this !!

I gave Jr. a big hug and kiss.. Lesson learnt !! Give your kids the benefit of doubt ! Better still, dont doubt them in the first place !!

All that commotion about Locomotion..

Five and a half months old and crawling..

Her current destination is invariably the electrical cords that are lying behind the TV stand.. She is hell bent on tasting 110 V !! So she is constantly being watched by her elder sister..

If at all anyone is going to beat the home records that daddy has set.. (not official ones.. but stupid things the elders keep track of ..like when when I started talking, recited my first verse of scriptures, finished high school, finished my PhD to even sillier things like how fast I went from meeting a girl to marrying her!).. this little one is very capable of beating all of daddy's records..

Trust me, I am a girl baby !!

So far at least 20+ people have told me that my son is cute, or asked me how old my son is, etc... so you get the jist..

She takes after me for looks and that makes me happy.. but all said and done she looks like a boy. This in sharp contrast to her akka (elder sister) who is the very definition of "girliness".. if there is such a word.

Today, we went all out and dressed baby in a frock and put some bangles and a bindi (dot on her forehead) and did a photoshoot..





She sure looks cute..

but still looks like a boy that has been dressed in girl clothes !! Trust me folks, she is a girl.. dont know when this is going to change.

And here is a photo of Akka, since she gets very jealous and she actually goes to my blog by herself on the computer by going to favorites and clicking "S" for Sundar !!


(this is a photo of a photo through a frame..so excuse the reflection..)

Laptop Life expectancy..

Jr. has been targeting the laptop ever since she could talk.. Now it is baby's turn.. Guess my kids dont like me turning on the laptop after I come home.. and since I am acting as though I dont get their message, they are sending me a clearer message by taking over the laptop and abusing it.

Today we left the baby on the couch with the laptop just to see what she will do.. (any other object goes straight to her mouth !).. surprisingly she started tapping the keyboard instead of chomping on it !!

no wonder kids are very computer savvy these days !!

Kidlish

Jr. runs from bathroom to bedroom.. door is open a little too wide and she bangs her forehead on the door knob..

and of course promptly starts crying..

Me : what happened darling ?
Jr : The door was open too "loudly" and I bumped my head !!

always amusing !