Kabir and his love for fire-trucks. The delight on getting a Lego fire truck with a siren that lights up! Leave alone the fact that a bunch of grown-ups were having a tough time putting it together 🙂
A few weeks back, Kabir walked his first ramp walk. He had a bad cold that day and by the time it was time for him to walk, it was his nap time.
Before which he had already exhausted himself, running around the venue, meeting up with all the new faces and generally having a good time!
I expected him to be completely cranky and was all set to pick him up and walk. But no. The star that he is, he was completely at home on the stage and with all the attention. Walked like a pro and thoroughly enjoyed all the *clap* *clap*
And this was when he still had his lovely golden locks, which I so miss. Updates on his mundan ceremony soon.
Needless to say he still looks as adorable. Spoken like a true mom. hahahaahaha!
Its quite a warm fuzzy feeling to take your kid to the very park where you’ve grown up yourself.
Swinging, falling, getting dirty and having fun.
Kabir has been frequenting this park very often too. Tagging along with me on each work trip to Delhi. From holding him up on the slide and carefully making him come down, to today. When he very confidently climbed up the stairs to the slide and glided down! Sniff:,)
Saturday morning to Sunday morning.
Playing by himself in room with his fire truck, garbage truck, making puzzles and then rushing to me….”Mammmaa…seeee seee!!!”
Then all clean and smelling lovely after his shower and his hair nicely combed and sitting in place. Only till the time it dries 😀
Eating and watching his nursery rhymes and videos on his beloved I-paad. So focussed that he hardly even blinks.
Being very patient with the buffering..It’ssss coominnng!!! Like he’s been told my me a dozen times before. Its absolutely adorable.
To the afternoon naptime, where he lies looking like an angel in his crib in the funniest of positions.
Evening movie time in front of the tv, with pop corn! Restless and refusing to just sit still.
And then it’s another morning and another day….
Indian delicacies in my kitchen this week. I actually look forward to getting home and cooking.
Reminds me of my flatmate in Italy, a lawyer who after a long day at work would come and get busy in the kitchen, saying it was like therapy for stress for him.
The result would be amazing Italian delicacies served night after night to me 😉
I wasn’t complaining!
Have a good weekend:)
I look forward to getting back at home almost as soon as I leave…to come back to this.
I reached back yesterday just when Kabir had gotten out of his evening bath, smelling lovely, his hair nicely combed and sitting flat in his head for a change!
In just a few days that lovely mop of golden hair will be all gone:(
A ceremony called mundan we Hindu’s believe and follow. Usually performed in the first or third year of a child’s birth.
It is done in the belief that it purifies the child. Rids him of his past life negativity, protects the child from the evil eye, cleanses the child’s body and soul. And of course a more cosmetic reason of it improving hair growth.
I have had it, my siblings have had it, Sapan has had it and now it’s Kabir’s turn to go all bald!
For the next few days, I will go a little overboard I am sure trying to capture his lovely lovely golden locks in pictures for posterity.