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.

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.

Ankush is 'Two'

Today my sweet heart of a son turned 'Two'.

He is the spark of my life.

His big little eyes melts my heart all the time.

I baked a chocolate cake covered with mint chocolate ganache.

He was just eager to pull out the lollipops, but he was least interested in the cake itself.

So my little Hero has been making us run around him, worry about him, play with him, dream about him and many more things that nobody else could ever make me do.

It's gonna be double dhamaal from now on.

Rock On Ankush.

We all Luv U:)

Momma Loves u:)

Dadda Loves u:)

New Work...

Having practiced quite a few portraits in acrylics as well as oils, I've always wanted to paint a portrait of my son ever since he was born. Back in India and  I couldn't miss this opportunity to do some painting since my mom's here to take care of my son.

So here's the oil painting of my son.

 

So here's my almost 2 year old grinning away to glory.

You can have a look at some of my other(old) works here.

The other sunday, he was in the park.
He was in the park, in his blue jeans and blue t-shirt.
The t-shirt had a print of a tiger on it's right.
But it was misspelled as 'tigger' on it's left.
But me thinks he doesn't know yet what a tiger is.

Food on his face. Mmm hmmmmmmm .

This is when he gets busy with the birds.
Son turn back. Don't u dare 'Do not disturb me' to me.

This is when my son runs away from his Momma.
Bcoz Momma knows best when to feed him.
And he thinks it's best to run away when Momma wants to feed him.

Is there a smile on your face?

yes, yes, I know that!

Was it my son?

Oh no. I now its me.

Oh sorry.....

It was the  'tigger' , isnt't it?

:)