Wandering Eyes

SIGH..! Long gone are the days when I was the sole beauty of his eyes. Now, all I have is an ocean of love and a basket full of trinkets that I lovingly touch as I sigh in memory of basking in his love.

Nah, I am not talking about the hubby here, its all about Pogo. Little boys grow into little men very fast. Not too long ago, Pogo ran to a trinket shop in his little shoes trying to buy a beautiful necklace for his one and only mum. (Read here).

But on this heart-breaking day, whilst visiting a carnival, Pogo ran towards another trinket shop. (Filled with love and excitement), GK and I followed Pogo into the trinket shop. (With an unexplained glee sparkling in my eye), I looked around to add to my love basket.

At the most expensive section, stood Pogo. As we approached, we noticed that Pogo had picked quiet a few necklaces and placed them in the basket. When asked, pat came an exuberant response. “these necklaces are for my friends, Dee, Ann, Ani, and..” and as he went, my little heart plummeted into the deep world of sorrow. (Shamelessly grappling to my diminishing hope) I asked, “Which one have you chosen for mom, my baby?” He blinked. Picked a random one from the rack and handed it over to me saying, you can pick any mummy. Sigh..! My little boy was so grown up that he began to decide gifts for other gals…!! Sob Sob Sob..!!

Parenting 101: Bask while the sun shines.!

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Musical Chairs

This weekend, Pogo had a play date with his classmates at baby D’s. All weekend, we laughed and jumped in anticipation.

On the D-day, as we reached our destination.. Pogo ran to baby D’s mother and handed over a bag of apples. (buttering up for a great evening…!)

He ran into the home and played with the kids. One of the many games that was organized was musical chairs.

We taught the kids the rule of the game – to run around the chairs while the music played and sit down once the music stopped.

We began. Music played and all mothers encouraged their child to run around the chairs. After the music stopped, Pogo was lost in the game and was still running the laps.

So, I excitedly encouraged him saying “Pogo, come on, find a seat and sit down” Encouraged by the new instructions, Pogo took a leap towards the nearest sofa and settled comfortably onto the cushions…!

Parenting 101: Instructions maybe followed but outcome not guaranteed..!!

Mr.Responsible

Gone are the days when Pogo threw a tantrum when we left for office. Our usual routine is to inform Pogo about our departure, brace ourseves for a tantrum, seek an opening and rush out.

One morning, Gk was ready to leave for office. He had just informed Pogo that he was ready to leave.

Pogo coolly looked up from his work, said, “please wait appa. ” and walked into the other room. Not sure if he should make a run for the door or actually wait, Gk stood rooted.

Pogo walked in holding a pen, handed it over to Gk and said, “Happy working appa, you need pen for

office.”We were stunned and moved by his guesture.

Sometimes, kids grow up even before we realise that they have. Pogo’s guesture made our day.

Parenting 101: small things go a long way.

From Pogo with love

On one of our many temple visits, Pogo was unusually restless. Every few minutes, he would leave us to run away into another section of the temple. We would rush to catch him and drag him back.

Exhausted, we finally let him go whilst following him. (Truthfully, he ran too fast for our tired legs to cope) Pogo ran straight to the local trinket shop.

There, he selected a few beaded necklaces and handed them over to the shopkeeper saying “please bill it for amma”

PARENTING 101: Love knows no bounds..!

How was your day? 

Since Pogo joined his school..  There has been a considerable improvement in his speech. 

During evening tea time,  we sit down to discuss our day.  Pogo was narrating his day at school. He had spent his day playing with toys and coloring books. One of his friends apparently wanted to borrow pogo’s toy.  (like any good mystery novel,  the story abruptly ended there.)

So what did you tell him. (I encouraged) 

In all earnesty (that only a child can garner)  Pogo looked at me and said “I told him ‘Mary had a little lamb'”

Parenting 101: A good laugh is hidden in every conversation 

Boomerang

Pogo is in that phase where it has become necessary for him to share his things. So,  I often tell him that sharing is essential and is good.  

Once, while playing with our neighbors’ kid,  Pogo was asked to share his bicycle. His favorite toy in the whole wide world.  Yet,  giving in to our pressure (suggestions and stares and glares),  he let the other kid get on to the bicycle and ride for a few minutes. 

In the mean time,  he ransacked his toy box and brought an old miniature car and bicycle toy.  Rushing into the living room,  he thrust the toy into the kids hand saying “Take it,  let’s share” 

As soon as the other kid held the toys,  Pogo snatched his bicycle and rode it inside,  saying “sharing is a good habit, see I gave toys. ” whilst the other kids stayed back crying for another bicycle ride.  

Parenting 101: lessons can always boomerang.