Every time I sit to write about you, something comes up. It's not because I don't love you. It's because you keep me on my toes.
You eat EVERYTHING, go EVERYWHERE, climb EVERYTHING, touch EVERYTHING. And refuse to learn the word NO. You argue saying " Oooooooo " or Mamu, or Babu " instead. IN the market, you WANT ladies, girls , kids to look at you and talk to you. You call everyone mama.
You love when bhaiya who you call daddee makes you laugh by throwing things around.
You love when he comes to your room to play with you early morning or late after noon when mom wants to lie in bed for a few more mins.
You love icecream, avacadoes, choclate, pizza, blue berries none of which suit your tummy.
You LOVE, LOVE, LOVE dancing... specially on the song Baby Doll from a b grade horror flick. :p
You wave your hand up and down when someone says BYE BYE
Your eyes light up when you see bhaiya dad or me ( in the mornings or when it's time for bed :p )
You laughed out loud and clapped your hands when daddy came down the stairs one way when you were getting bored in the high chair..
You love to clap your hands.
You fall down sometimes even while crawling.
You cry dramatically even when it's your own fault that you got hurt..
You Love chu chu tv and nursery rhymes and watching songs.
You dance on advertisements even .. if they are peppy enough .
You DONT like bhaiya crying. You try to get him to stop by coming close and patting him.
You follow bhaiya and dad around everywhere.. You won't even come to me if they are present.
You smile lights up the room ... just like bhaiya's .. :) cliched but true ..
You are very clingy and NEED to havep oeple around you ..
You seem to think the world revovles around you and you are a diva in the true sense of the word.. and I'm already so proud of you .
The lack of noting of firsts is not because we don't love you. It's becase I'm busy revolving around you. The rest of time, I sleep... Muaaaaahzzzz
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