Sunday, December 25, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
I Am a PreSchooler
Last Name , Vanmali.
First Name, Ankush.
Date, 12/12/2011.
And I AM A PRESCHOOLER !
Yeah, My li'l baby boy has so grown up that he now goes to a preschool.
And he was all soooooo, soooooooooooooooo , sooooooooooooooooo excited like a monkey , about going to school on his first day.
Can you believe that?
Look at him..
Ok so lets head to his school now.
Ankush goes to 'Adventure Bay School' in Pembroke pines, Florida.
This huge christmas tree was in the entrance. He was very excited looking at it.
As soon as he saw it, he went to play with it. He was so busy with it, that me and his dad deliberately moved out his classroom.
After a while I heard him crying a bit. We heard from his teacher in between that he hardly cried and playing around with all the toys. And then it was finally 12 o' clock. After 3 hours of impatiently waiting to pick him up outside his class, We finally went in . I guess all of us were now impatient.
He turned his head and looked at us.
No expression on his face.
He turned his back.
He then bursted out crying loudly :(
I don't know if he was happy or angry or tired or hungry or missing us or scared or....Oh I don't know
Probably all of these. There was so much of emotion on his face.
We then took him home and fed him food 'coz it was lunch time.
So this was his first busy day in preschool.
And not to forget , his teacher's name is Miss Caroline and also Miss Nadia.
Wait!!
Wasn't my first teacher name Miss Caroline???
Lemme go and call up mom now...
First Name, Ankush.
Date, 12/12/2011.
And I AM A PRESCHOOLER !
Yeah, My li'l baby boy has so grown up that he now goes to a preschool.
And he was all soooooo, soooooooooooooooo , sooooooooooooooooo excited like a monkey , about going to school on his first day.
Can you believe that?
Look at him..
Nooooooooooo. I lied.
This was the real him on his first day. All so grumpy.
OH how cute he looked with his new bag on his back.
Ok so lets head to his school now.
Ankush goes to 'Adventure Bay School' in Pembroke pines, Florida.
This huge christmas tree was in the entrance. He was very excited looking at it.
Now lets go his classroom, which just has ten students in his section.
This is the entrance to his classroom.
As soon as we entered, he started pointing the door.
"Amma, let's go out", - No he didn't say that, but I'm sure he was thinking that!
He then started looking around and was pretty amazed to find so many toys around.
His eyes then met Thomas!
No, it's not the class teacher.
No, it's not another kid there.
And No, it's not his friend either. Probably he is:)
It's Thomas, the Tank Engine !!
As soon as he saw it, he went to play with it. He was so busy with it, that me and his dad deliberately moved out his classroom.
After a while I heard him crying a bit. We heard from his teacher in between that he hardly cried and playing around with all the toys. And then it was finally 12 o' clock. After 3 hours of impatiently waiting to pick him up outside his class, We finally went in . I guess all of us were now impatient.
He turned his head and looked at us.
No expression on his face.
He turned his back.
He then bursted out crying loudly :(
I don't know if he was happy or angry or tired or hungry or missing us or scared or....Oh I don't know
Probably all of these. There was so much of emotion on his face.
We then took him home and fed him food 'coz it was lunch time.
So this was his first busy day in preschool.
And not to forget , his teacher's name is Miss Caroline and also Miss Nadia.
Wait!!
Wasn't my first teacher name Miss Caroline???
Lemme go and call up mom now...
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Sunday, December 4, 2011
What a bubbly ride!
So here's the thing.
Give a 2 year old a gun, and he's gonna like it.
Give a 2 year old boy a gun ,that too a one that shoots bubbles, and he's gonna love u, love u, love u forever.
(FYI: 3 love u's in a sentence sounds better than one !! ;))) Go try on someone!)
There's something about bubbles and kids that's so amazing.
Either it's the 'pluck' sound when you burst a bubble or because it flies up in the air with shiny colors on it.
Anyways you never know what goes inside a child's head.
So everynow and then , my son wants me to shoot the bubbles from his gun.
So I keep shooting and shooting and shooting .
He keeps bursting and bursting and bursting them.
Shoot
Burst
Shoot
Burst
Shoot
Burst ... and on and on and on until I get tired, not him.
It's like maze where you are trapped in it and you do not know how to come out of it.
I keep chanting "Please leave me, I've got work to do" !
And I somehow try to escape from this fiasco. I try to divert his attention to some other toy and hide all his bubble stuff!
I bet if you're a mom/dad, you must be facing the same!!
If you're not yet a mom/dad, be ready for this!
Give a 2 year old a gun, and he's gonna like it.
Give a 2 year old boy a gun ,that too a one that shoots bubbles, and he's gonna love u, love u, love u forever.
(FYI: 3 love u's in a sentence sounds better than one !! ;))) Go try on someone!)
There's something about bubbles and kids that's so amazing.
Either it's the 'pluck' sound when you burst a bubble or because it flies up in the air with shiny colors on it.
Anyways you never know what goes inside a child's head.
Thinking about the bubbles, it suddenly occurred to me that it's already 1.30 PM and it's december 3rd and it's our wedding anniversary.(Of course there's no connection between the two, but...) It's 5 years already, with the amazing, charming soul mate of mine . Happy Anniversary to us. yippeeeeeeeeeeeee:)) 5 years and a 2 year old addition already! How bubbalicious :) (Ok now don't ask me what it means.)
Think I should go and sleep. It's 1.30 AM for god sakes. Pack up.
It's 5.30PM december 4th. I always try to conclude writing my blog in one sitting, but never happens most of the time. 2 yr old's you see, can be so dire demanding. :(
So everynow and then , my son wants me to shoot the bubbles from his gun.
So I keep shooting and shooting and shooting .
He keeps bursting and bursting and bursting them.
Shoot
Burst
Shoot
Burst
Shoot
Burst ... and on and on and on until I get tired, not him.
It's like maze where you are trapped in it and you do not know how to come out of it.
I keep chanting "Please leave me, I've got work to do" !
And I somehow try to escape from this fiasco. I try to divert his attention to some other toy and hide all his bubble stuff!
I bet if you're a mom/dad, you must be facing the same!!
If you're not yet a mom/dad, be ready for this!
So that's this big story about a our bubble times.
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