Stuffy nose

I have cold and hence a stuffy nose but it just got a little stuffier :) This is how it happened....

Date - July 30th 2010
It was just another day.. As usual ammA gave me my snack box of dried fruits for me to munch in the car on our way back from play school. I happily shared some with ammA whenever she extended her hand from the driver's seat. I told ammA what I did at school but I am sure she got only 50% of it :)Just when I got down from the car, I excitedly told ammA about my achievement. "pAdukA blueberry pottukA" (pAdukA has put blueberry) No response from ammA. "pAdukA blueberry mookula blueberry pottukaaa" (pAdukA has put a blueberry in her nose, pointing at the right nostril) ammA's reaction totally wiped the fun off the whole thing. She asked me "enna panna" (what did you do?) so many times that I had to tell her the same thing over and over. She panicked. Rushed me into the house, grabbed a small stick like thing, her reading light and forced me to lie down and started staring at my nostril!

I cried and resisted but she seemed to see nothing. Before I knew I was in the car and ammA was driving asking me why I did such things! I dozed off knowing that she will find an answer to that question sometime :) I woke up at the urgent care in front of a smiling nurse and a doctor. "Blueberry huh? How did you manage that sweetie?"
I cried and made it hard for the doctor to take a good look and also my cold/mucus was making it difficult for the doctor. The doctor asked ammA to blow into my mouth closing my left nostril so that my right nostril gets clear of the mucus and make the berry visible. With two nurses restraining me, the doctor then had a look at both my nostrils and found nothing! Doctor said sometimes it might end up in the mouth or if it is stuck deep in the nose, I might develop an infection and fever!

Later, I had lunch and enjoyed playing at the library with ammA and other kids. I could see that ammA was tense as to what was going to happen next. A pleasant message awaited us in our answering machine when we returned from the library.
Nurse Practitioner: "This message is for pAdukA's mom. We found a blue berry in the examination room in the evening and we believe it is your daughter's :) You blew it out of her nose! Don't worry about the infection or fever."

ammA.. you are good at berry picking :)

(Pictures) June 2010

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Sharing - easy said than done

"pAdukA good girl dhaane.. please share your toys.." this is what I hear all the time from my appA and ammA whenever I snatch toys away from other kids.

I am trying my best to not need the things other kids have with them but it is very hard. I found recently that I am not alone in this :)

I was playing with ammA's purse when she was on the phone. I lined up all her cards on the couch and was playing happily. After ammA hung up she saw me playing with her purse and came running and grabbed everything from me. She then said " ammA oda purse. pAdukA vilaiyAda kudAdu ( This ammA's purse. pAdukA should not play with it)

I had to remind ammA about sharing."pAdukA kku share pannu ammA. good girl thA ammA" (Share with pAdukA. good girl give ammA)

hmmm... sharing is no easy task after all and WE are working on it :)

They call me BP! :(

Over the last two weeks, my appa and amma keep calling me BP when I am talking. But, I just ignore them and continue talking, and they keep saying BP. After a while, I thought they were just saying that I was increasing their blood pressure. It is ironical that they should say this given how much they increase my blood pressure whenever they do not get me the biscuits or the toys I want.
I got the real shocker when I was watching Anderson Cooper on CNN with my father. They kept talking about some BP, and I asked my appa why they were saying my name. My appa explained that I was being called BP because I keep spilling words all the time and have no way to stop the flow :(

(Pictures) May 2010

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bowled... stumped...

Ball #1

"kAkkA kAkkA kaNnukku mai kondu vA..." A song that my pAtti taught me in India is one of my favorite. Just when ammA was expecting me to sing it as is, I added my personal touch to it.

"kesavan kesavan (my cousin) jibili(jilebi) kondu vA".

Isn't it much better than kAkkA and kuruvi bringing mai and poo (flower). Jibili is lot more fun :) and it will be great if Kesavan brings it as I can play and share it with him!

ammA stumped!

Ball #2

pAdukA - "kozhandai kku bisset kudu ammA... please kozhandai kku kudu"
(please give biscuit to the baby..)

ammA - "yenga kuzhandai ma?"

pAdukA - dho (pointing at herself)

ammA stumped again!


Ball #3

pAdukA(while taking bath) - ammA, soap yenga?

ammA (casually) - idhu dhAn (showing pAdukA's body wash)

pAdukA - noo... idhu bodybAsh, soap anga irukku (showing the bar of soap)

ammA clean bowled!

I have more balls to bowl... anyone ready to bat? :)

Mottai is cool

Early in the morning we navigated through a sea of people, most of them had shiny heads to have a quick darshan of SrinivAsar omAchi. Before I realized what was happening, my appA held me tight while a mAmA sprinkled water on my head and I saw my curly hair fall down. ooohh.. I have a shiny head myself now!

thAthA taught me to say "moTTai is cool" so that I feel proud about my new look. Well, I ended up saying "thAthA, moTTai school-a" every time, making him laugh. Could not resist feeling my smooth head and saying "moTTai school"

3 weeks later after teeny tiny hair has grown on my head...

I was combing thAthA's hair and feeling his head while he was eating. Oh.. this feels just the same way after I got my shiny head. Need to tell thAthA this..

"thAthA, moTTai school""moTTai school" Hope it was reassuring for him too :)