Friday, August 21, 2009

Balloo becomes Appy


It's like magic..

"Our patio garden is doing pretty well this season in spite of pAdukA attacks" say my parents. I am such a natural gardener. I love to water plants twice a day provided my ammA allows and the people in the apartment below do not mind a couple of gallons poured into their patio :)

Well, I am excited to see balloo (balloon) and so are my parents. While I like bigger balloo-s, my parents like small green ones that hang from the plants. But they do not touch or play with it and do not allow me to touch it either!? I love these small green balloo-s as they are handy and you can play for a while and squeeze it to make it mushy and smear it all over :)

As days have gone by instead of saying "balloo balloo balloo..." when I go to our patio, I am saying "appy (apple) appy appy...." All the balloo-s are becoming "appy" ! Now I pick them and eat.They are sweet! I am surprised and filled with wonder!

I have a big green balloo which I play with. I am waiting for it to turn into one big tasty appy.... maybe I should leave it in the patio for that to happen?

Secret Room

I am allowed free access to most parts of our house. I do face some resistance when I go to a place my mother keeps calling "pantree" (though I have never seen any pants in it). I have not been able to get enough time to tinker when this cold room opens and stores colorful juicy stuff. My parents keep referring to it as 'frij' I think. There are no secrets in these rooms.

But there are two rooms in our house that I am sure hold some secrets. I have gotten into these rooms and have my daily bath in one of them, but I notice that my parents go in there often and do not let me in. When I am taken in for a bath, I have tried looking at all the things in that room, to see if anything has changed positions and gives some clues, but to no avail. I think my parents are hiding some secrets in these rooms and do not want me to know. There is this short fixed stool on which I like to tap my hands. This one time,when I found the top open, I figured out that they were hiding water in it. When my dad was not looking during his shave, I even got to taste a bit of that water, but it just tastes no different. They never use it for my bath though.

So, I do not know what they do with that water. I have noticed these colorful slabs and do not know what they are used for. Every time I try to taste one, my mother takes it away and washes my hands. Interestingly, she even washes her own hands with that same hard slab!

All kiddos out there, if you have such secret rooms in your homes, email me and we can compare notes.