A day in my busy life
Hey there..... you have all heard enough from me. It is now time for my son to start writing. So put your hands together for the junior solitary reaper.
Hello everybody. I am the junior solitary reaper. How about I describe the important day to day activities of a 7 month old i.e, me? You see, not many people know how action packed our lives can be! So let me start from the time I wake up which is usually about 6 in the morning. I make sure amma knows that I am awake by giving her a wake up call. By the time I roll over a couple of times in my bed and wish a very good morning to all my toys I have a heavy smelly diaper. Lucky for me amma has a sharp sense of smell. She quickly changes my nappy and ah what a feeling it is to get into a fresh new one. She then takes me to appa's room where I play with him in the bed for some time. I then enjoy a fresh sip of milk which generally makes me doze off... zzzzz.....
By the time I wake up which is about 20 minutes later, lo behold, amma is transformed. She is fresh and dressed and definitely not sleepy anymore. Appa is in a hurry to get to work and is always looking for his socks. Tada... amma to the rescue again. I roll around under the duvet for the next few minutes. If amma does not pick me up now I give her a very good warning that my patience is running thin. Hey wait... what is my ele with squeaky ears doing here? Oh let me taste him. Mmmmmm.... he is tasty. Oh oh I keep getting side tracked. I again draw amma's attention by giving her a good scream. Amma comes smiling and gives me a great cuddle....yeah..... I earned it!
Amma says its time for breakfast and puts me down in my feeding chair with a bib. I hate the bib. Why can't I dribble food all over my sleep suit? It would create such a great pattern on it. Anyway I don't make it easy for amma to feed me. I create all the fuss in the world until she gives me my blue doidy cup with water. Why can't she just feed me only water instead of the gooey weetabix?
After battling with amma she finally stops feeding me. Now comes the best part of getting my hands and face cleaned. Oh how I love the touch and feel of water? Amma then takes me to my room and gives me a sponge bath. I smell really good after that and enjoy being in a sleeveless body suit. She then puts me amidst all my toys hoping to get some time off to do the household chores. Appa and amma have got me so many toys along with all the others that were gifted to me in Bangalore. Ĺittle does amma know that my favourite toy is an empty water bottle. I could spend hours together with it but let us just keep it a secret between you and me and not let amma into it. By this time I am tired of playing and take a quick nap. I am always awakened by the horrible hooting of the pressure cooker. I used to cry earlier but not now as I am a big boy. I just get startled.
The sound of the cooker heralds the next battle with amma. I know she has plans of feeding me again and the whole eating episode repeats. She gives up once I make the Hulk face. Hmm I should pull that face earlier to stop her from feeding me earlier.
After lunch mummy gives me a good cuddle and plays me for a long time. Then comes the best time....Avacado time. Oh I love this mushy fruit. We watch people and their pets from the balcony and enjoy the warm breeze. We then go for a walk along the river and watch big white swans playing in the water.
By this time my excitement is increasing and tiring me out and I doze off a bit. Oh oh I hear somebody. Yaaay its appa calling me from downstairs. Amma has snacks ready for appa. After that appa and amma give me a nice hot bath. Oh how I wish bath time never ends?
Now comes the toughest time. Amma wants to cook and appa leaves for badminton. But I still want them to carry me around. I dont want to be a good boy and play on my own. Somehow amma hoodwinks me by singing silly songs and juggles between cooking and keeping me busy. Finally when I completely lose my patience I scream at the top of my voice and amma comes running to pick me up. By this time appa comes back from play and I wish him goodnight and go to my room with amma. She again sings all those silly songs and rocks me to sleep.
Hmmm let me sleep now as I have a busy day tomorrow.
Hello everybody. I am the junior solitary reaper. How about I describe the important day to day activities of a 7 month old i.e, me? You see, not many people know how action packed our lives can be! So let me start from the time I wake up which is usually about 6 in the morning. I make sure amma knows that I am awake by giving her a wake up call. By the time I roll over a couple of times in my bed and wish a very good morning to all my toys I have a heavy smelly diaper. Lucky for me amma has a sharp sense of smell. She quickly changes my nappy and ah what a feeling it is to get into a fresh new one. She then takes me to appa's room where I play with him in the bed for some time. I then enjoy a fresh sip of milk which generally makes me doze off... zzzzz.....
By the time I wake up which is about 20 minutes later, lo behold, amma is transformed. She is fresh and dressed and definitely not sleepy anymore. Appa is in a hurry to get to work and is always looking for his socks. Tada... amma to the rescue again. I roll around under the duvet for the next few minutes. If amma does not pick me up now I give her a very good warning that my patience is running thin. Hey wait... what is my ele with squeaky ears doing here? Oh let me taste him. Mmmmmm.... he is tasty. Oh oh I keep getting side tracked. I again draw amma's attention by giving her a good scream. Amma comes smiling and gives me a great cuddle....yeah..... I earned it!
Amma says its time for breakfast and puts me down in my feeding chair with a bib. I hate the bib. Why can't I dribble food all over my sleep suit? It would create such a great pattern on it. Anyway I don't make it easy for amma to feed me. I create all the fuss in the world until she gives me my blue doidy cup with water. Why can't she just feed me only water instead of the gooey weetabix?
After battling with amma she finally stops feeding me. Now comes the best part of getting my hands and face cleaned. Oh how I love the touch and feel of water? Amma then takes me to my room and gives me a sponge bath. I smell really good after that and enjoy being in a sleeveless body suit. She then puts me amidst all my toys hoping to get some time off to do the household chores. Appa and amma have got me so many toys along with all the others that were gifted to me in Bangalore. Ĺittle does amma know that my favourite toy is an empty water bottle. I could spend hours together with it but let us just keep it a secret between you and me and not let amma into it. By this time I am tired of playing and take a quick nap. I am always awakened by the horrible hooting of the pressure cooker. I used to cry earlier but not now as I am a big boy. I just get startled.
The sound of the cooker heralds the next battle with amma. I know she has plans of feeding me again and the whole eating episode repeats. She gives up once I make the Hulk face. Hmm I should pull that face earlier to stop her from feeding me earlier.
After lunch mummy gives me a good cuddle and plays me for a long time. Then comes the best time....Avacado time. Oh I love this mushy fruit. We watch people and their pets from the balcony and enjoy the warm breeze. We then go for a walk along the river and watch big white swans playing in the water.
By this time my excitement is increasing and tiring me out and I doze off a bit. Oh oh I hear somebody. Yaaay its appa calling me from downstairs. Amma has snacks ready for appa. After that appa and amma give me a nice hot bath. Oh how I wish bath time never ends?
Now comes the toughest time. Amma wants to cook and appa leaves for badminton. But I still want them to carry me around. I dont want to be a good boy and play on my own. Somehow amma hoodwinks me by singing silly songs and juggles between cooking and keeping me busy. Finally when I completely lose my patience I scream at the top of my voice and amma comes running to pick me up. By this time appa comes back from play and I wish him goodnight and go to my room with amma. She again sings all those silly songs and rocks me to sleep.
Hmmm let me sleep now as I have a busy day tomorrow.
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