Out of Blogosphere :(

Hello everybody out there,

Cant type much with one hand... I kind of broke my left elbow. So at present I am at my native with a plastered hand, and it may take more than a month to heal.

when ever possible I surely keep in touch..

please pray for me..

A continuation of the previous post...

Couple of days back, hubby came home from work, smiling happily came to me, and said " My dear wife, I completely agree with you."

The thought that passed my brain, 'Finally!!!! At something. Don't know what, but at least he agreed'.

He continues, " I agree with you, you HAVE a ego problem".

I laughed...

Because he agreed with me.

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**A conversation between you and me**

You: Whats with all the advertisements on the left side?
Me: Ohhh.. that? Just some time pass.
You: Oh.. OK....Bye
Me: No.. wait. Actually, I may earn a couple of bucks if you clicked on them, and browsed their sites. Its OK if you don't buy anything..
You: Hmm!!!!
Me: Please......... The recession has hit us real hard. So an extra income will help us through.
You: OK.. no issues, I will click on them and will also check out their sites.OK???
Me: Thank you :) And while you are it, you may also like to look at my son's pictures, and i hope you wont mind clicking on the adds there too.
You: Ohhh... not a problem. What are friends for??
Me: You are the best. Muah Muah :)
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p.s: Please dont hate me :(

Where was I ?

WARNING: THIS POST IS LONG AND BORING. IN SHORT ITS ME RANTING AND RANTING

So, where was I for the past two weeks???

I was a total wreck.With MIL in kerala, hubby busy at office from 8am to 9pm and the maid not turning up for almost a week. I was too busy finishing off most of the work while Jason is sleeping, and trying to cook with him at tow, asking me to lift him so that he can see what I am cooking. And myself getting frustrated and irritated and tired and sleepy. And that effected Jason directly. How? I didn’t have the strength to play ball with him, when he wanted to. Was too tired to go out with him. Was too lazy to play blocks with him, so that he was kept busy. Instead, I just used to sink into the bean bag, he on my lap, sucking his fingers and watching TV. I know, I am worthless mother. I just hate myself when I do that.

And on to top it all, I have the worst EGO problem. (Hubby would surely agree with me). My problem here is, I want to show everyone (namely hubby, MIL, SILs and my parents) that I can manage very well without my MIL with us, or if the maid does not turn up. I can do the cleaning, cooking and washing besides taking care of Jason 23 and half hours a day (the remaining half hour he is next door, while I finish off with my bathing etc.)

My poor son, he has been the victim of my anger and irritation. For example, I wont put on the diaper on him at the day time. Why? Not affordable economically and hygienically. Unhygienic cos, in the humid weather diaper will cause more rashes. Well, I am trying to potty train him, so started with making him pee in the toilet. He wont tell me if he wants to, but I take him every 30-45 mins. Once in a while if I miss it, he would pee on the sofa. I end up slapping him on his buttocks. He gives me the puppy face, and if I instantly take him into my arms, he cools down and starts pulling my hair etc, and then just forgets about the pee or the smack he got for me. But if I am really pissed off, I scold him and then he starts crying. Its so heartbreaking to see him cry like that. He would come to me, hug my legs and cry. I sit down with him, hug him and try to shush him. Instead he tries to calm me down, cos by this time I am also crying. He hugs me, with his smooth cheek touching mine, he pats my back with his little fingers. I am so blessed to be his mother, but I am just not a perfect mother. I wish I could do more. Be more patient and creative. Be more concerned about my son, and his well-being. I am all that, but not enough. I want to be the best for my son. I love him. ( I am actually crying now )

Well...by the time things started getting smooth at home, it started to rain cats and dogs in Chennai. Streets flooded, no power for 4 days as transformers were submerged in water, and in turn no water. Cant go out anywhere, kitchen counters were getting empty, the water-can only half filled. We were all worried. Some of the building mates booked themselves in hotels before it was too late. The kids had a hard time, no school, no playground, no TV, cant come out of their house cos of the rain. It was a rough 4 days, with cranky children, crying cats under the staircase, stinking water outside the building, no water in the building, cell phones down, most of the land-lines not working. Phew

But during this downpour, while we were cut out from the outer world with no TV, newspaper or Internet, we were more concerned about what was happening in Mumbai. The terrorist attack...

Is it real? Can 10 people kill hundreds pf people? Yes, if they are loaded with automatic guns and bombs. I don’t know how to write down the grief we felt here. So many people brutally killed. The director of the company where my dad works was in the Taj with his wife for dinner with some foreigners. He was trapped in his room, while his wife was one of the hostages with the terrorists. He never knew what happened to her, until he was rescued. That is when he saw one of the decomposed bodies was his wife. What was the crime that women did to be killed so cruelly? What about her children? How are they going to cope up with the loss.

What about the Rabbi’s two year old son? He has just started to know his parents. Now he has lost both of them. Wont he be wondering all his life, how his life would have been if his parents were alive? I cried when I saw the picture of the boy clinging to his nanny. What about everyone of them out there who has lost the only earning member of the family? What about the parents who have lost their only child? How will they cope up? Will the money paid by the politicians be enough to cover their grief.


Most of you must have seen the picture of the terrorist who is in the police custody. He is just 21. A age where he should be going to college, riding bikes showing of to girls, doing night-outs during exam time, watching new movies, drinking coke and having fun in the canteen. And instead what did e choose to do? Kill people. Hundreds of them.

I am scared. Everyone is scared. All we can do is pray to God to keep us safe.

Its play time !!!

Weekend was so-so.. with hubby down with fever. But we manged to go shopping for a birthday present for Mrudula. That's Hubby's colleague's daughter whose birthday party we missed. And since they were coming to our place on Sunday, we thought of getting the set of books, same as the one Jason has. But they were out of stock and we ended up buying another gift for her. We were not planning to buy anything for Jason till Christmas, but that kid, he got hold of a ball and wont let it down. We tried taking him to the other floor, showed him other toys, distracted him with n number of cycles there.. but no.. he wants the 'bo', and keeps pulling us towards it. Anyhow we bought it, and also a cargo pant for him. Though both were more than we expected it to be, but it was worth. This is first full-pant, so we were a little skeptical to buy it or not.

So what say? How does he look? That's Mrudula and Jason having fun. And yes that's the new ball, the red white and blue one.

"Uhhh.. isn't that my ball?????"

"Wait up... me is coming"

"Let me help you, give me my new ball, I will give you the old one;) "

"Look, how innocent I am, now can I have my ball back"

" hey.. she too sucks her finger like I do... same pinch "

Jason Jason and only Jason.

Some random updates...

The other day, I was watching Desperate Housewife, hubby was doing some office work. Jason came and sat on my lap, and sat staring at my face. When he saw that I was too engrossed in the serial, he kept his chweet little hand on my chin, and made me face him. I looked at him, wondering why he did so. Then he did the sweetest thing, he kissed me on both my cheeks and smiled at me. That felt like heaven. What else could be better than that.

He loves to scribble, scribble and scribble. Give him a pen/pencil and a book, he will be happy writing/drawing/scribbling on it. The best part is, he knows which side of the pen he should hold and he holds it right. I just feel that its really incredible that he does that. ( Please don’t burst my bubble saying that all kids can). So to encourage him/ to keep him busy while I watch TV/ feed him I got him some crayons. He was happy to get it, but after scribbling for some time on a book, he found a bigger canvas to showcase his talent. The floor and the wall. THE FLOOR which was polished and waxed a month back... THE WALL which was painted a month back. SO where does the crayons go... in the cupboard till he learns to stay in the line.


Look at him busily taking down notes.

Last Sunday at church, we were late ( as usual), so were sitting at the last bench. Janni, Jason very good friend saw us and came to play with Jas ( as she calls him). The scene was so very cute. They had two 5 rupee coins, one of them would keep them on the bench, the other one will pick it and pretend to hide it in her/his hand. Then she/he will keep it on the bench and continue the procedure. After about 10-5 mins, janni walked off towards her mom with the coins, next I see Jason calling out to Janni, "Janni...baa...baaa"( Janni..come..come) with his hand extended, and palms opening and closing. All the aunties who saw them were laughing at his actions.

Jason and Janni, don’t they look like twins. They just love to play with each other.

Jason learnt a couple of new words, like bamana for banana, choo for shoe, achaa for achacha/appacha (brother/grandpa) and choo-choo for su-su(pee), and a couple of more words. He would try to repeat what we have said. Its so sweet to hear those words. The last one is said only after the choo-choo is done tough.
So the other day, we were going out for lunch, and there was a truck load of banana in front of us. That is when our kid starts crying out "bamana, bamana", pointing to the bananas. We could not stop laughing.

Now a days, he is into slapping anyone who scolds him or says NO. So as usual I scolded him for throwing things around, and was looking at him with a stern face. He walked towards me and gave me a nice tight slap right across my face. I was actually stumped and felt sad too. So I just pretended to cry and and covered my face. He looked at me for some more time, then started rubbing my cheeks and gave me a kiss too. So sweet na...not the slap, the kiss..

He has also started responding to his name, when we call him. He goes, "huhhhh?", with the curious look on his face. He looks so sweet when he does that.

He loves to talk too, even though we cant make out what he is saying, its looks as if he is telling us something very important. I have tried to put in a video of him sitting at his favorite corner and chatting with his papa.

My dad and sis were here last week. Dad left after a couple of days, sis will be here for some time. Jason had a nice time with all the gifts and the attention he got. But he does miss my mother-in-law who left for kerala last weekend. The house feels a little dull without her.

Jason with his gift from grandpa.

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Just got the news...

I have WON!!!!! No, not an award, Something better. I won a giveaway gift by Lisa of Boondock Ramblings. Check out what the gift I got. Lovely na????

Thanks a lot Lisa, You are the best :)

Its was our 4th anniversary yesterday :)

THE TWO HANDSOME MEN IN MY LIFE :)

Happy anniversary Hubby dear...

And happy 20th Month to my darling Jason...

Love you both more than anything in this life.

HOME AND JASON...

Its been almost a month now since we have shifted to our new house, and we are still unpacking :o

I know... its such a tiring job to unpack each and every single box and try to find a perfect place for all the stuff. And only after unpacking we realized that we have so many useless things. Why don’t we just throw off things, we wont be using again, instead of dumping it in the base of the cupboard or under the cot. Phew...I am really tired. I still have some more stuff, which I have no idea what to do with.

The best part of the flat is, its full of light and nicely ventilated. Since its at the 3rd floor, there is a nice breeze always. The morning sun rays fall directly into our dining room. Jason’s favorite game is to play with his shadow in the mornings.

There is a Old Age Home in front of our flat. And every morning I see the cook and his assistance preparing the breakfast. It’s a three storied building and as far as I could see from our flat, its fully occupied. From one of the window I can see three old ladies sleeping on their respective cots all day long. Once in a while they get up for their food and other essentials. Other than that they are always on bed. May be they are sick or not fit enough to walk around. I really feel sad for them. All alone, abandoned by their children, no one to speak to or to share their sorrows. Just waiting to leave this world. How can anyone sleep peacefully after leaving their parents at places like this. And that to at the time when they really need us. There is this man there who keeps making a painful "Ahhhhhhh....." sound. Though its not audible while there is other noise around, but can be heard sometimes at nights. He maybe in some pain or must be mentally challenged, don’t know. I just hope they get better, or leave for heaven without suffering much.

That’s the cook, with a vessel full of rice. Getting ready for lunch.

Now moving over to Jason ( for whom I actually stared the blog, but don’t write much about), he was down with diarrhea for five days. Poor thing, he did not even the strength to stand up. Now thankfully he is doing fine and his appetite is also back. Even though he is not eating as much as I wanted him too, at least he is eating something. That itself is such a relief.

Other than that, he is talking a lot now. Even though he is not able to pronounce each and every word, but is able to convey his messages and queries. He tries to repeat the words we say. Like maammy for mummy (my mother in law), ijjee for lijy ( ya.. he calls me by name), appaa, pappa for papa, baa for ba (come), tatta baba chee uu for tata bye bye see you, venna for venda (don’t), nono for no-no and many many more. The other day he was counting his fingers, thoo thee (two three), the only numbers he know. He has even started to scold us. If he does not like something I do, normally while making him wear his shorts or pants, he keeps the index finger on his lips, looks at me sternly, says NONO, and a slap on my face. What am I supposed to do? laugh or scold him.

He is his papa’s boy. And I am JEALOUS. He doesn’t care a damn about me when hubby is at home. Hubby gets free hugs and loads of kisses. While mama will be pleading for a kiss, and get a bite in reply :( You should see the way he tries to push me out of the car, as if its only for him and his papa. As soon as hubby is ready to go out, Jason is ready with his papa’s shoes and then his to go with him. While hubby goes to office, he takes Jason along with him in the lift, and after reaching ground floor, I distract him with lift lights and get him back. That’s the only way I can control him.

He is becoming very naughty, throwing things around, and being fussy about food. He even tried to break my nose with the mouth organ. Actually it so happened that, when I blew into the organ, obviously there was some music. But no sound would come when he blew into it. It actually looked like he was kissing the thing :). So my son gets angry and hits me with it. Luckily my nose is still in one piece, but there is a nice scar to remember this ‘hit and laugh’ case.

So that’s how life is going on... how about yours? I hope you din have to break any of your bones to please your kid :)



Look how happily he is watching his and hubby's picture. No one wants mama :(

HOME SWEET HOME

Its such a lovely feeling to wake up every morning in your own house (at last!!!!)

Its been a difficult journey, but the result is sweet, really sweet.

We have been hunting for a house from the last 3 years. We had even booked a flat in b’lore but had to cancel it because we shifted to Chennai. Here too we went to see some flats and plots. But did not work out, as most of them wont fit in our budget and the rest were not in the city itself. So we had left it to God. Then one fine day we came to know about this flat, and everything fell into places and we bought the house. We renovated the kitchen and one of the bathrooms, did some woodwork, painting etc and planned for the house warming function to be held on the 4th of sept.

The function was nice. My parents came down. My Sister-in-laws could not make it as their kids had exams. The only problem was that we had planned to shift to the new house within a couple of days. But the work was incomplete. The painting, polishing , carpentry work was still remaining. The contractor promised the painting and polishing will be done in two days and then we could shift, and the rest of the work will continue with us staying there. We agreed. Next day he says he needs more time. We agreed to shift by 14th. We could not wait any longer, as the new tenants were coming to occupy the (rented ) house. We had to vacate the house.

So we packed and left, but after reaching here, we realized that there was no way we could stay in our new house. The work was not completed. So we had to dump all our stuff into one of the bedrooms and stay in the neighbor, Koshy Uncle’s house. God Bless Them. I have no idea what we would have done without them. We slept, bathed, ate... everything in their house. And waited for the work to be completed. After three days, the other two bedrooms were fixed and we shifted our stuff there. But we could not do any cooking in the kitchen, so had to have food at Koshy Uncles house. As of now, 90% of work is finished, and we have almost settled down.

There are all good families around us. And I am loving my life here. Even Jason has made friends. There is Jaania and her brother Jeffin, and Alvin and brother Eric. But his best friend is Koshy Uncle himself. He keeps scolding Jason for sucking his fingers. So what my naughty son does now is, as soon he sees uncle, he will put his fingers in his mouth and smile teasingly. Its fun to watch them fight with each other. His other friend is Koshy Uncle’s son, Sinu. Jason likes to go to his room and listen to songs and play with his computer.

So all in all, with God’s grace life is quite good. Only the once in a while, money issues which will also eventually get solved.

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About the award which I received from ladybird, I am suppose to pass it over to 7 bloggers.

Now lets see... everyone is really good. And most of you guys have already got this award.

So.. I would pass on the Brillante weblog award to, some of the blogs I really like to read.

K3, Jonny's Mommy, Mama-Mia, Mira's Mom, Monica, Romila and Jen.

Congrats guys.. :)

Thats Jason with Jaania ...

Err.. I hope you guys remember me...

Its been a long time after my last post, and I have so so so much to write, but very less time.

Actually, the day after my last post my grand father was serious, and he wanted to see me. I am his eldest grand child and he is the one who took care of me for the first 2-3 years of my life, while my parents were working hard at the other end of India. So after we, my parents and other relatives reached there, he kind of started getting better. So we had planned to get back within a couple of days. But I got caught by a very bad viral fever, was admitted for a day. And when we thought the worse was over, Jason got the fever from me. Poor thing, he had 103 degrees and it wont come down at all. He had to be admitted for two days. He was so weak, he did not even have the strength to cry. He would not stand or sit, but would be curled up in our arms. I had never seen him so sick before. And our stay got extended for some more days.

After we reached here, we were busy the renovation work going on in our new house. Since hubby does not get time from the office work on weekdays, its me who has to do all the errands.
And while this is going on, we had to take Jason to the doc for a couple of times more, for cough and cold, and then for not eating anything. He just wont eat anything other than milk. He is 18 Months old and weights just 10 Kgs. I am so worried about him. I try to force food in his mouth, it wont work. I have tried almost every method to make him eat. And now on top of that he has a type of eczema. The skin on his palms and soles come peeling off. So he is under treatment for that.

Hope he will be alright soon.

So finally we have decided that the house warming function of our new house will be on 4th and we would be moving in by the 6th-7th. My parents and some of our cousins will also be coming here for the function. And I have no idea how I am going to manage everything.

So guys, I wont be able to do any blogging for a couple of weeks. But I would surly find time to read your blogs and keep in touch with your world.

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One very important news... ladybird had given me the Brillante weblog award. So sweet na...

Thangu Thangu Thangu....
There is lot of rules for this, and I have to pass it on to 7 bloggers. Please can I decide that later, when I come back after all the shifting etc.

Every one on my blogroll are really brilliant and I love your blogs, so it will take some time for me to decide. And meanwhile, I would proudly display my award on the right side of my blog.

So till I am back, please don't forget me.

Leaving you guys with snaps of Jason taken in Kerala...

trying to hold the rabbit...

scaring the cat..

having fun with his uncles ( I know, Uncles? They are my cousins...)

scaring the cat again...

Playing the the small waterfall, where we go to wash clothes..

Money.. show me the Money!!!!

Past few days have not been eventful, but surely has been a mess. And I am vexed to the peak..

So here comes all the rants..

OK, first of all, why the hell do we need to get a ration card NOW. There was no such requirement when we got the gas connection. And now they say, they cant issue us a cylinder with out a ration card. And its a long procedure to get one, as we have to get the 'what-ever' certificate from our respective places. SO what do we do now? We did what two other families in our building did. Buy it in black, double the amount!!!! Grrrr.........

Secondly.. whats with these auto guys? When will they start asking for the correct fare. Why is it always, that they ask 80/- when its actually 40/- and then after bargaining they agree for 60/-? Do they think, the milk man keeps wades of currency, along with the milk packets at our door-steps?? BREAKING NEWS !!!! Its just milk packets dude and most of the time leaking ones.

Now the most important one...the one which has made not just me but everyone else really pissed off and scared to death. Why the bombings? Now onwards forget going out anywhere on weekends, and specially not to any public places. So sit at home, watch TV, eat fatty and oily stuff and blow up like a balloon.That's how weekends are going to be...
Aaggggggrrrhhhhh ...........

I was so looking forward for my parents visit during 15-Aug weekend. I asked them to cancel the trip. God knows where the next bomb will be found.

The above was ranting on a general topic....

Now...its the turn of Jason's mama and papa..

Mama:
# still unemployed (Old story.. huh?)
# This is new.....Tried to loose an extra kilo at the gym, dropped the leg-press on my leg. Got hurt, went to hospital, had to spent 600-700 bucks on treatment (specially at this time, when money is the main cause of worry at our house). Now the leg is OK, and have got back to gym from today.

Papa:
# Is working under a lot of pressure at office, so mama got worried and sent him for a complete checkup. Luckily, everything like BP, sugar, cholesterol, HB etc are fine. So nothing to worry about. From Monday will pack him off to yoga classes. That will relieve him of the stress.
# Also had to get his eyes checked, as he sits In front of the computer for more than 7-8 hours. Ended up with glasses, plane with anti-glare. Had to spent 3800/- for it. And did I mention that, money is the main cause of worry for us??? It would have been tolerable, if it stopped here. But how can it? So on the second day after getting the glasses, IT BROKE while papa and son were showing some affection for each other. So what do we give to get it repaired? No No... peanuts don't work now-a-days. Money does.... Nice crispy notes. And all this is happening while ???? Yes.. money-is-the-main-cause-of-worry-for-us.

I think, by now anyone reading this post will be banging their head on the system.

Let me explain... See,we are not poor. And unluckily we are not rich too. We are just normal middle class people. Since we have bought a house, things have been very very very tight for us. With all the installments.. its a little tough for us. And now, we have to do some work on the house which is going to be more than we expected it to be. so you see MONEY is the main cause of worry for us... So please bare with us. :(

To let you go happy instead of frowning, here is picture of my sweetie pie wearing his papa's brand new specs, before it broke.

p.s: I am not this grumpy always.... my next post will be something good... I promise

Jason at 17 months

Jason will be Seventeen Months old tomorrow. And since Saturday and Sunday are the only days I get to be with hubby, I wont be able to publish this post.

So what is my dear son up to ?????

* Jason's vocabulary has two more new words in it, that's Kaka... for crow and Poo .. for Flower. Even though it does not sound as it should..

* When we ask him where his head is, he touches his head and if we ask where his eyes are, he pokes his finger into our eyes.

* When we ask him what sound a dog does, he responds with a bow-bow. And when asked about a cat, makes the Meeayoo-Meeayoo sound. His face expression and the excitement is the best part.

*He loves the kids serial ' Teltubbies' at the Cbeebies channel. Specially when the sun ( which has the face of a baby) rises and makes a laughing sound, Jason too starts smiling and looks at us. Its really cute. He does not like to watch any other cartoons.

* He loves the title songs of his Mamma's favorite serials, FRIENDS and Desperate Housewives. He comes running to see it. Mamma's boy?

* He likes to sleep in between his Mama and Papa, and that too with his back pressed to one of them. I like it :)

* He is now-a-days very partial with his kisses. Will only kiss papa :( No kisses for mama, only bites.

* He loves to lock us in the bathroom. If he sees someone getting into the bathroom, he dutifully latches it, as if someone has assigned him that job.

*He is a crazy about cheese. He gets over-excited as soon as he sees the cheese cube in my hand.He wont even wait for me to take of the wrapping on it.

*He loves his books. Looks at the pictures of balloon, baby, shoe and becomes very happy. After he is finished he stacks it back in the box one by one. But normally the last one wont go in by him, and he screams out. Then someone has to help him with it. After that is done he claps his hands and shouts Yayyyyy... and we have follow suit. Its fun to watch him do it. Someday will post the video.

* We don't have much space in the kitchen, so have kept the microwave on a stool. Its at the same height as of Jason. He stands in front of it, looks at his reflection and smiles at it. He talks to his reflection and also kisses on the glass door, and makes all sorts of faces in front of it.

* He loves to go out and play. Now he has learnt a new way of making us open the door for him. He goes to the door, covers his eyes with his hands, and pretend to cry. And in between he will peep through his fingers and see if that's having any effect on us. Naughty little fellow he is.

* He loves to keep the house clean, so he puts any waste he finds in the dustbin. The waste includes my hairband, My comb, his papa's pen, onions, potatoes and many more stuff.

* He is a lot into interior designing. According to him the front hall looks better if utensils are scattered on the floor. And since no one listens to him, he himself tries to decorate the house. Like utensils in the hall, onions and potatoes in the bedroom, the list keeps increasing.

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And now some update on Jason's Mama..

* Well, she is still unemployed. No one is interested to hire her.

* Is bored to hell. Is always tensed. Is very very irritated with everything. And is taking out all the anger on poor Papa.

* Did a good thing. Joined Aerobic classes and is trying to burn off some fat. Even though the first 2-3 days, could not move any of her muscle, she is enjoying it now.

So that's how life is going on...


But life becomes more happier and worth living when I see this smiling face....

How Safe Is Our Children?

Yesterday at Tammil-Tammil ( a Malayalam talk show), the topic was about the number of sex-racket being unearthed in Kerala.

The recent one about this 14-year old girl. Her mother's first cousin and husband would take her to their house every weed ends to stay with them. It was family, so no one had anything to worry about. They visited each others house often and were in good terms. But no one knew that this Aunt and her husband were forcing this girl to have sex with other men. And no one at her house knew about this. Well one day when her Mom took her to the hospital as she had Jaundice, they tested her HIV Positive. Shocked? I was. That is when the parents knew something was wrong. When asked, she told out the whole story, about how her aunt and uncle forced her into prostitution. The police arrested the couple.

Wish that was the end? A week later the girl dies.

I had goosebumps when I heard it.

Another one in kerala. A man is waiting to be hanged to death. His crime? Raping and killing a 4 month old baby girl, 2 year old girl and a 6 year old girl. What is the f***ing pleasure he got by doing so?

How can people be like this? What do you do with these people? I am so angry at present that if I get hold of them, I would cut them in pieces and feed them to dogs.

Its mostly some one in the family who do stuff like this. And the victims are not just girls, boys are also not safe now.

How can we be sure that our children is safe? What should we do? We cant be following our children like a shadow every minute.There are so many people they are going to meet in their life. We cannot run a police check on all of them... right?

So what to do?

Helloooooo!!!!

Hello Everybody,

Continuing from the previous post and the one before that, my sys is up and working fine. The first thing I did was to backup all the pictures and rest of the data.

So nothing better than another blog where I can post Jason's pictures. Its only pictures in that blog. So when ever you get time just drop in to "JUST JASON" and enjoy. I am not done yet, maybe within a couple of days it should be ready. The link can be seen at the side column also.

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Meanwhile ( Since I am short of money) I have started a Cleaning Agency. Its called...

JASON'S CLEANING SERVICES (with no underpants ;) )

SO any takers???

p.s: Atleast his hair is growing back :)

My System is alive.

After I wrote my previous post , I had expected to get at least 3-4 comments/ consoling words/ words of wisdom/ spats etc. But in the big wild world of bloggers only two humble souls felt like leaving a comment. Thank you Jonny's Mom and Aathira. May be others were very busy or did not want to waste time trying to make someone a little happy or maybe they did not just care.

Anyways, all I wanted to convey was, that it would be very very nice if you could leave just a "hi", or "hello" at the comment box. I would sincerely come and visit your blog, and will surely leave some nice comments. And then you can tell me, if you didn't feel good reading it.

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So continuing from the previous post,

Hubby is back from Mumbai but very very busy with his projects. But at least he is home.

And my laptop is also working. It said that my system has recovered from some serious problem . But at least its working at present. So what I am going to do is backup all the pictures I have in it.

So will get back soon.

take care :)

Blogged-out !!!

Its one of those days, when you get up and feel like crying. Just cry. Why? Don't know...

It maybe because hubby has been in Mumbai for a week now, and will be back only on Saturday.
It maybe because My laptop konked-off yesterday. It showed some blue-screen error. And I know its something serious, as I have a Dell laptop and I worked for Dell. And The worst part is, all of Jason pictures and videos, right from the time he was born is in it. I don't know what I would do, if we wont be able to recover them. It was my fault, I should have taken backups. I just left it pending for some other time. Stupid me, if only I had done it before.Now have to wait for hubby to get back and do something about it. I hope I get the pictures and videos back.

Just the other day, I saw a couple with a 5-6month old baby. And I was missing Jason (when he was of that age). As soon as I was home, I was watching his videos in the laptop.

*sob* *sob*

One more thing which is making me sad and anxious is, that I need a job. A good one and that too near by. So that I can get home if there is an emergency of any sort. With hubby's work place being far, I have to be nearby. God help me..

So... I will be blogged-out for some time, but I will surly come to the Internet cafe in between to check my mails. To see if someone, by chance wants to hire me. Also will will keep in touch with other blogs.

SO while I am gone, please pray for me. Pray that I get Jason's snaps and videos from the sys, pray that I get a job soon...

And please don't forget about me :(

Tagged again..

K3 tagged me to do this tag – present 6 quirky things.
So I thought thought and thought. And the outcome, I have more than 6. Don't worry I wont scare you away, I will just write 6 of them.

These are the rules:
1. Link the person(s) who tagged you
2. Mention the rules on your blog (here they are!)
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours...
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.

OK... so here they are..

1. If I am alone in a room, and seriously thinking about anything, You will find me walking in circles.
I know dogs do that before peeing :P

2. I have to drink water as soon as I take bath.
Really quirky na?

3. I just hate to sleep in the afternoon.
No, I am not crazy. I fight with hubby when he sleeps on Sunday and Saturday afternoons.

4. I hate cooking, specially the routine rice, curry, thoran, sambar etc.
Wish I could change the kitchen into a gym or playroom or anything other than a kitchen will do.

5. I don't like to have dinner.
Not that I am on a diet or anything. One look at me, and you can be sure, Diets never work for me.Maybe because I stuff myself with all craps before dinner. :0

6.I use most of my face scrub on my feet.
But sadly its not working out as I wished.

That's it...So what do you think of me now???

p.s: Even with all this weirdness I am good girl.. so please do come and visit me again..

Now lets see who else is a Weirdo oops.. good girl/boy like me...

What say Jonny's Mommy, Ladybird, Romila, Shellie, Swayam, De-Scribe.

So... enjoy..

Thank you God.

On Saturday evening we had actually planned to go to the park with Jason. But by the time everyone woke up from their afternoon slumber, it was already 5.30pm. After tea, and feeding Jason it was almost 6.30pm. That is when we remembered that there was a prayer meeting at a house near us. This prayer group consists of families from different churches, all staying in our locality. So we get-together for a prayer meeting monthly.

Since the Father who was suppose to give the speech, could not reach on time, one of the members there wanted to share his thoughts with us. He started with a question, 'How many of you like Sundays?' Obviously there was unanimous 'Yes'. 'What if the next day was also Sunday?', Majority of us answered 'Yes'. 'What if Tuesday is also a Sunday?'. Now that will be boring. So cutting out rest of the question-answers, the moral of the story was...

If we are happy always, after some time, we will get bored. So we need to have sad and tough days also, so that we can feel the happiness of the good days. And why do we have sad and tough times? So that we pray to God. Call Him to help us and to guide us.

It does not matter which God, its the trust and confidence we have in Him. I know, whatever I have today is His blessing. My parents, who have always supported me, and have been there for me. My sis, she is a nice girl, even though we still fight a lot. My dearest Hubby, who I don't deserve at all. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life. He is a very good friend, husband and father. In all, he is a lovely person. My darling son, the apple of my eye, the reason to live. Every time, he smiles or laughs or does something funny, I thank God for this wonderful gift. Every time he is sad or crying in pain, I pray for him, for the pain to go away, and so that my baby is happy and smiling again.

From last two days, Jason has a bad cold and is also coughing a lot. He will happily play around when he is awake. But when he goes to sleep, his nose gets all blocked. And since he sucks his fingers while sleeping, the blocked nose wont let him. Poor thing, he woke up every now and then and cried. He was sleepy, coughing and crying, all at the same time. I just cant see him crying like that. I hope he gets well soon...

p.s: BTW, we did make it to the park on Sunday, but by then Jason had already got fever. And the park was dirty and crowded with people. Not just kids, but walkers, joggers, old people, couples canoodling under the bushes, and poor people who did not have any other place to go. Will have to find some other good park to take Jason.

Jason at 16 Months...

- Is a naughty but a happy bundle of joy to be with.

- Is only 9.6 kg. I wish he was at least 10.5 kg. People who see us together must be thinking
that I am eating his share also. But his doc says, he is healthy and not to worry about his weight. Maybe I should not.
- Has six teeth and a couple of days back a pre-molar has started popping out.
- Is a little fussy about food, but otherwise a not-so-cranky child.
- Whenever he sees the Bible, he kisses it and keeps it to his chest, mumbles something to show that he is praying. Sweet na?? He also tries to make the sigh of cross, which looks like he is scratching his stomach.
- When we ask him, Chikku Yeshappacha Endiye?, "Where is Jesus Christ?". He looks at the
picture of Jesus, keeps both his hands on his chest and starts praying.
- When he sees he Dad all ready to go to office, he is at the door to see-off he Dad with a big Muah.
- Can say, tha 'give', inna 'take', mama, pappa, bow-bow 'for a puppy, crow or a baby'. Best one
is, he calls me 'gigi'. My name you see...
- He can give a hi-five, flying-kiss, hand-shake and 'ta-ta' when we ask him. And does so happily.
- He mimics his Dad a lot, specially when he brushes his teeth, or combs his hair, or puts on his
shoes.
- He loves his books. And the love increases specially when I stack it back in its box, thinking that he wont be needing it.
- When he is sad or irritated, normally when we stop him from doing something, which actually he should not be, he crawls to the wall, or the door, covers his eyes with his hand and start crying. And if he is angry at us, he hits, bites and gives a head-butt.
- If the door is open, he has to go out, climb the stairs, knock at his friend Udaya's house. but if no one opens within a couple of minutes, his next destination is the terrace. He loves to go there
and pay with Udaya and his bro Hrudya. The love between Jason and Udaya cannot be left
un-noticed. They hug and kiss each other whenever they get a chance. He loves to play
Ring-O-Ring-O-Roses with them, and actually sits at the 'down' part.
- He loves to hear Twinkle Twinkle, and Jonny, Jonny. He opens his mouth wide and laughs when the 'HA HA HA' part comes.

So presenting my Darling Son...

The cap hides his bald-ness, so I don't mind putting up this snap. And I think he looks cute in this snap. He actually loves sitting like that with his legs stretched out

Never Again...

Never again am I going to take Jason to his doc, BY MYSELF. Specially for his vaccination.
Two vaccinations, one of which was supposed to be taken last month were pending. And we got the appointment for 6pm yesterday. At the last vaccination, he pooped on his dad’s lap. Not his fault, the nurse who gave the injection was not doing it properly, so it pained more than it was suppose to. So this time, I packed up his diapers, wipes too, and also two different types of biscuits, and tender coconut water in his sipper for him to drink.

We reached there at around 5.45pm. Our file was ready, and we were supposed to be called in next 10mins for his routine checkup. We were called at 7.15pm. One and half hours after we reached there. And i could say that, during this 90mins, my son was a very obedient and disciplined child, IF

- he had NOT tried to pull the blinking lights of the shoes of this other kid, and in the process
pushed the kid. This was the reason we did not get his shoes with colorful blinking lights on them. Cos we knew he would be busy trying to pull out the lights instead of wearing them.

- he had NOT tried to snatch the rattle from a five month old baby girl. He has the same one at
home, but he wont play with it. He plays with only his cars and blocks to show that he is not a
baby any more. But where was his standards at the hospital?

- he had NOT screamed his lungs out, when he could not pull out the wooden letters spelled
“children’s hospital”, which was pasted at the counter.

- he had NOT screamed AGAIN when I stopped him from opening the dustbin, and examining the contents inside.

- he had NOT wanted to run to door, and try to climb down the stairs, every time I got a seat to
sit. The place was so crowded, there was no place at all. And I was really tired running around
this guy.

- he had NOT screamed (yes AGAIN) when I tried to stop him from stealing the sandals, left by
the patients who were inside the doctor’s room.

-he had NOT wanted to strangulate another kid with his “Muah”. Jason wanted to kiss while that other kid was scared to death.

- he had NOT wanted to get down from my lap, and get hold of the doc’s stethoscope or the pen or go to the weighing machine and operate on it.

-he had NOT, bitten, head butted or pulled the hair of an already irritated and angry Mom,
whenever she stopped him from doing any of the above mischief .

So after coming out of the docs room, we went to the vaccination room. Before the vaccination, I
was suppose to get the medicines from the ground floor. Any one can imagine my state, with a
toddler on my hip, trying to pull out money from my bag, while the prescription and bills come
flying out. I wonder how, and that is when I see a small hand inside my bag. But the major shock was when I was told how much I had to pay for the vaccination, 1500/-. It was more than I
expected.

Anyhow, I was expecting the worse during the injections. The kid who went before Jason, had to be held down by his Dad, Mom, Nurse 1. Since that was not working out, they had to call the
attender too, to hold that kid. I was really scared, as I was alone and even though hubby said he
would try to come to the hospital directly, he could not make it. So when our chance came, I put
Jason down, gave the injection and medicines to Nurse 2. When I bent to pick him, as usual he was near the dustbin.

Anyhow, Nurse1 and myself held Jason down, and Nurse 2 prepared the vaccinations. I prayed, that it did not hurt hum much, and he did not cry. And if he cries, Mamma too cries along with him. I was more worried about the pain, than about how I am going to handle him.

The first injection went unnoticed by Jason. I know!!!! Amazing, he just cringed a little that’s it. No cries. Good!!!The second one was on the other thigh. It must have pained, cos he cried, but very little, no tears.
Good... very Good!!!

My sweetheart... such a brave boy. I bought him a diary milk, but he did not want any. He had not slept the whole afternoon. So on our way back he slept on my shoulder.

At night, as I sat looking at my sleeping son, all I could think of, was how irritated and patient-less I was with him. All he wanted to do was to run around and explore his surrounding.
Obviously I cannot expect him to sit on a chair and read readers-digest or an encyclopedia. He is just a 15 month old baby. If I cannot handle him now, how will I do it later. I should actually
learn from him. He was so brave and a good boy. He did not create any chaos as the other kids. He just wanted to be free.

So next time, I go out with him, I just have to be prepared, organized and be patient.

p.s: I tought of putting up a picture of Jason, but no pics till his hair has grown completely.
Also wanted to say that, we finalized on the house. That is, on the 9th of June, we finshed the registration and all the paper-work. And we are proud owners of a 3-bedroom appartment. Now all we have to do is wait for the family residing there to vacate. Which they will do at the end of July, and after some work which has to be done there, we would be shifting to our new house by Mid-September. Good na :)

Just thinking.

Hello to all out there in the blogosphere,

I know, I have been very irregular on my blog. Even if my posts are few, I try to keep up with whats happening in other good blogs. And when yesterday, I read a wonderful comment left by Jonny’s mommy, I was very touched. I just felt wonderful. It is a big boost for me. Please read what this nice lady had written.

All of you must be wondering, why am I so excited. Well, this is the best comment I have ever got on my blog. Its like getting a appraisal on your job at the first month itself. So I just wanted to record and save it. Do I hear someone screaming "SHOW-OFF ! ! ! ! !".

So anyways, this made me think of all the reason’s why I don’t blog enough. Let me see...

1. Firstly, because I am a little lazy. I mean, I am more of a TV person than an Internet person. So whenever I get a little Jason-free time, I try to catch some movie or see the reruns of my favorite serial, F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and Desperate Housewife.

I am a die hard FRIENDS fan, and can watch it n number of times.I actually know all the dialogs by heart. I love Joey, and his How you doin???? I think I can write a post on them later.

2. Secondly, there is nothing much exciting and interesting happening in our life. Other than what Jason is upto and now stuff about our new house, there is nothing much. We don’t know many people here, nor do we have much friends around, as we moved here a year ago. And we actually have not socialised much. I mean, with my Father-in-law’s death and with hubby’s hectic job timings, and all the shuttling we had to do between here and native, we did’nt have much time to socialise or have fun. Now hubby has a 8am to 7pm job, gets Saturday’s and Sunday’s off, but those are the days, we do our weekly shopping and catching up on our lost sleep. We have not even been able to take Jason to a park till now. So you see, there is nothing much to write about.

3. Thirdly and the most important is, that my writing skills are not that good.

That you may have noticed, right?
I am not witty and funny, and cannot play with words. I know English, but not good enough to write. I do read a lot of books though, mostly fictional and romance. I love Sidney Sheldon and Jeffry Archer and many more authors whose name I don't remember at present. But when it comes to writing something interesting, I am lost for words. Words which has more depth or is heavy to digest type.

BTW, is anyone able to understand what I am trying to say????

Actually I have lost touch with my good English, which was really good when I was working for an MNC in Bangalore. I had to deal with US citzens, so we were trained to improve our English and the accent. But after comming to Chennai, its just the occasional, you are cammingg aa??? (are you comming) or you are gaingg aa??? (are you going?) or ok vaa??? (ok?) No offence but very few people speak proper English here. And at home too, we speak Malayalam, our mother-tongue. So other than when my friends call up, or when I don't get the exact words in Malayalam when fighting with hubby, I speak very less English.

So there I am, confessing...

I don't know how to end this post, so all I can say is, maybe when I get a job (hopefully in a good company), I will start speaking good English again. And then I may be able to write good stuff which you guys may like, and would be willing to come back to this poor little sweet girls blog again....

:)

Random updates...

So you ask whats happening in our life?

Well for some good news, Our loan for the house has been almost approved. Some more time, and we will shift to our own house. It has a living room, small kitchen, dining room, three bedroom, and three bathroom. More than enough for us. I love that house. Mainly because it is our own, not some rented one, where we have to beg the owners to change the pipe or sink or for any other small jobs. And I get to paint it my way ( hopefully). Cos, hubby wants cream colored walls. Don't you think that's a little outdated? So I said, lets paint the bedrooms, a combination of white and blue. And the kitchen and dining room cream, as the cabinets and the dining table will be brown-wooden color. And the living room some nice bright color, like sunny yellow?? These are the colors I have in mind. But we will be consulting interior decorator we know. No... we are not rich enough to hire one. So just consulting. Lets see how it turns out. There is some other jobs also to be done there. We have to do the kitchen cabinets, polish the tiles, and the woods. The tub in the bathroom has to be removed, and bathroom has to renovated. I just want to move in there as soon as possible.

And the other bloggable matter is that AT LAST I have started going for my software testing classes. I have been planning to go from some time now. Now since my Mil is here, I can leave Jason with her. So now life has become more busy.

My day stars at 6am, make tea for us, milk for Jason, then make breakfast.Mil takes care of Jason, while hubby gets ready,and I make half of the lunch. Hubby has breakfast and leaves by 8am. Then I bathe Jason, feed him, he goes to sleep by 9-9.15. During that time, Mil does some of the kitchen work. Then I get dressed, have breakfast and leave at 9.50 am. And while Jason is asleep, Mil finishes the kitchen work. After my class, I am back by 12.30pm. Its so damn hot outside, that by the time I reach home, I am dead. But its the smile of my sweety pie, which brings me back to life. Its feels so good to find some one you love waiting for you. Now I know how hubby feels when he is back from work ;)

The whole procedure above, would have been manageable, if and only if, MY MAID WAS HERE.

@#$@#$#%$%^$^&*(*(@#!@# ( That's me shouting at her)

She had to go to her Brother's son's wedding, who is getting married to her sister's daughter. So
that means, I have to fit in sweeping, mopping, washing utensils also into the above paragraph.
But (patting my back) I am managing it. Its like this, Sweeping in the evening, mopping only
alternate days, Utensils, Mil helps me out. I am so thankful she is here. Other wise I really would have been in deep s**t.

The before and after...

Remember this happy little fella???

Now!!!! Save your breath...

Here comes ....

The bald little fella...

BTW that IS Jason, not some guy from the 'wanted list'.

I felt so sad while the barber happily chopped off Jason's hair. Those hair were the first thing I
saw of my baby. I mean, after delivery, I was pleading to the stupid Doc (who was busy chatting
with another female) to show me the baby. But all she said was, "They have taken him to your
parents, you can see him there". Aren't they suppose to show the baby to its mother first? So while I was lying there, I saw the back of Jason's head as the nurse took him to my parents. I was so happy, he had such nice back hair.

Now its gone !!!!!! I know they will grow back but....

Back from Kerala

Its been over a week since I blogged, and I have so much to catch up with. We had been to Kerala, to get my Mil back to Chennai. It was a sudden and unplanned trip. It was a good change though. We got to meet my Sil-1 and Sil-2 and their kids. They had a good time with Jason. The last time they saw him, he just crawled, and now he just sit in one place.


And on our way back, hubby's cousins from Muscat ( who were in Kerala for summer) decided to come with us to Chennai. We reached here on Saturday morning. And then the next three days was spent in sight-seeing, shopping, eating out, chatting and having fun. We had a nice time.


The night before they left, we went for dinner at a place called Basera ( got the idea from Ladybird). There was this small play-area, where a bunch of kids were playing. Seeing them Jason too ran there. Even though he needed our help to sit on the swing or the slides, he had a nice time.

The day they were going to leave, we went to "Santhome Church" in Mylapore. I did not know the importance of the church until I went there, and saw the place. The church is built upon the tomb of one of the twelve disciples of Jesus Christ. Its one of the three such churches in the world. The other two are in Rome and Spain. I liked it very much. Its so peaceful. Will go there again, as hubby could not come along with us. Poor thing had to go to office.




On Monday evening hubby left to Delhi for a official trip, and later the cousin and family also
left. The house felt kind of sad and silent. It was buzzing with laughter and chatter for last three days. But it would be fine by Friday when he comes back. Meanwhile all this traveling and outside food had a bad effect on Jason. He had a very upset stomach, and had to be taken to the Doc. He is getting better now, and hopefully he will be completely fine in a couple of days.

Some Randon Updates.

Some random updates on what Jason is upto..

Jason is Crazy about his Dad. He will try to imitate whatever hubby does. And I wont be lying if I say, I am jealous of hubby.

Jason would pick up his Dad's comb and try to set his hair with it. He would watch with wide eyes, when Hubby is praying before going to the office. And whenever Jason finds any book he would keep close to his stomach ( cos hubby holds the bible) and murmurs something. It sure looks like he is praying. And most of the time he looks at picture of Jesus Christ hung on the wall and does his prayers. Sweet na???

I think my son is intelligent. No I am not bragging. I have got proof dude!!!
Ok.. how many 14 month olds know that a pen has a cap, it can be pulled open. And that it can be put back also ??? My son knows. And he is always trying to put back the cap on the correct side of the pen.
Also... how many 14 month olds know that bottles have caps, and that the caps can be unscrewed and screwed back on the bottle??? My son knows. Today he opened the jar in which his biscuits were kept.
*Please don't say, that a 9 month old could do the stuff your son does. Maybe I am wrong, but I just want to believe that my son is intelligent and no 14 month olds can do what he did.*

He loves the 'pug dog' in the Hutch add. As soon as he hears the add, he would run to the TV screaming "bow-bow...huh... huh... bow-bow...". He would stare at the TV till the add finishes, with occasional " Amma... maaa... baa.. bow-bow..huh..." You should see the look on his face...

Other than that his vocabulary is very limited, with the 'Ammaa or maa'( which he uses to call me, the maid, the lady upstairs, and other neighbours) , and 'Abba' (mostly used to call his dad), and sometimes a 'baa' ( in response to my 'baa' which means 'come').

Remember the duck we bought him on valentines day... he loves to sit on it now. He climbs on it by himself and get down also without any help. Sometimes I find him sitting on it with my mobile, and blabbering something on it. Its a cute picture.

Jason is also kind-of disciplined and obedient. Not very much, but enough to make his Mamma and Pappa very happy, and more than enough for a 14 month old. I say so, because whenever we find him trying to reach for the AC switch, hubby ( in a stern and a little loud voice) would say "No Jason, No" And Jason would go still. Like a statue. He wont move a muscle. And after half a minute or so, look at his dad, to see if he has cooled now. If yes, then he comes running to pappa. Or else he would give a half smile, to cool down his Pappa's temper ( who by the way would be trying to control his laughter, and I would be laughing silently behind him). If that does not work, he will slowly come to Pappa, calling " Abba.. baa..". That's the most we could control our laughter, so he picks up Jason, and they bot get busy playing with something else.

And one last news, Jason has four teeth now. Look at him...


That's father-son washing the car..

A Happy Mom.

I am a very happy mother, know why? Cos my son obeyed me. I mean, he heard me and did as said.

It so happened that, I was checking my mails, and Jason was sitting on my lap. And to get him off my lap, so that I could finish my work soon, I asked him to get my mobile.

So I say, (all excited and in a chirpy voice) "Chikku, Mamma mobile thaa..."and I let him down. He runs (read wobbles) to the mobile lying on the floor, picks it up, looks at me and with wide eyes, and mouth making various shapes, comes wobbling back to me, saying "Amma...maa...Huh...Huh..oooo...." and hands me the mobile. He looked so happy. It was a very beautiful moment. Clapping my hands happily I said "Jason is a good boy, Jason is good boy". Then I picked him up and put him on my lap. And as a reward, I let him play on the laptop. He happily tapped on the keys, tried to pull out a couple of them, and after some time he let himself down to play with his toy car.

He did the same thing the next day too.

Every evening we both and his friends Hruday and Uday along with their Mom meet up at the terrace. The kids run around and have fun. We mom's chat about the days event. On the next evening, when the other Mom's mobile rang,she asked her kids to get it, but they wont. But as soon as I ask Jason to get it, he dutifully gets it and hands it over to the other Mom.

He is such a sweet little boy. I felt so proud. My obedient son.

Muahhh :)



That's my Sweetheart showing off his new sandals.