I'm a jetsetter!

Here ye Here ye....The crown prince of domestic airlines approaches. I have just returned from my next travel session, this time to Bhubaneshwar, Puri and Vishakhapatnam.

 

A whole bunch of kids can boast of traveling a lot before they're 1 but how many do you know who have completed 1 of the 4 dhams (Char Dham - 4 holy places to see before you die for all Hindus who want to go to heaven!) before their grandparent's have! Ha!

I also had the good fortune of traveling to Konark to visit the World Heritage Sun Temple. What a wonderful temple but what horrible heat from the sun. I was forced to become Salmanish!

Also, I did my first train journey (8 hours) which was pure fun! Mommy kept me company and kept me well fed, even changed me in the train on the side berth. 

Then, there was the wedding - My maasi got married. Super fun it was. I played with each and every thing I could get my grubby hands on, stole attention from the bride and groom whenever possible and basically basked in the glory that is my childhood. (I know I'm getting cocky, but since I'm 9 months now I can get away with it). I went to the beach, I went to the disco, I went for a costume party dressed as an eskimo, I went for the Mehendi dressed as Krishna, I went to the wedding dressed in a black suit and I slept like a king with a sea view room! I went to the groom's chacha's restaurant where I was treated like a king with special Khicadi being made for me....which everyone loved and ate! 

 

Ahh! If this is what life is, bring it on I say!

P.S. So what did I teach my dad from all this you ask (since that is the purpose of this blog) - I taught him how to stop being lazy and get back to blogging about his Poopla!

He's A Big Boy Now!

My Son is 6 months old. He's a big boy now! He can even sit on his own without support. I guess this is the first step towards actual independence, in a way.

Up until now, he was completely dependent on us, his mommy and myself. Now, he's doing things on his own. It is a matter of pride, no doubt, to see your little one achieve his milestones so well.

A lot of people close to me ask me how it feels. I'm not quite sure. Mommy is super happy and excited. I am too but its really more than happiness isn't it. I mean I'm happy for my friend's birthday too, but this is something else!

Techknowbaby now smiles at will....and he smiles a lot. We make sure of that. No matter how tired or upset I am, I will always have a smile on my face once I see him. He has a way of bringing it out in you. His dada calls it an infectious smile. I agree!

There are few more things he does that invoke completely new feelings. He eats with me. Not an easy task, ask any parent. He sits on his chair and coos away till I look at him.

When he's sleepy, he will wrap his tiny fingers around my thumb and hold on...waiting till his eyes close or he gets bored. He even smiles at me in his sleep! If he's asleep when I'm carrying him, he'll adjust his neck just so it fits snugly between my shoulder and neck.

He's taught me lots already...and there's so much more to go. But if you think happy is enough to describe this birthday feeling, it's falling way short of the emotion that I cannot put a label on.