Home Sweet Home.

We were in my native for the past 10 days, for my Father-in-law’s 2nd death-anniversary prayer service. Hubby was back on the same day, we stayed back for a week, so that we can go and visit my grandmother, my dad’s side one. Actually no one there has seen Jason and this was our chance to go there. The place called Nilambur is almost at the other end of Kerala, and I don’t know the way. So since my parents were there in Kerala ( they were there to check on the house they are building), we went along with them. The journey was tiring, with the climate so hot and humid. We had to change two trains. After reaching that place we had a good time, with all my cousins ( some of them whom I have not seen for 7-8 years) turning up to see Jason. Well he was the star there. And he did have fun with so many big brothers and sisters to play with.

My only disappointment was that everyone kept complaining that Jason is very thin, and that I am not feeding him properly. I got fed up of everyone comparing Jason and Abel ( my another cousins son, 2.8 years old). I used to call up hubby and literally cry about it. And he would scold me, saying that Jason is healthy and active, so we don’t have to worry about anything.

Well now we are back in Chennai, and I love it here. My house, my family, my life with the two people I love and care for the most. Its such a relief to be back home. Now a days, I just don’t like staying anywhere for more than 3-4 days. I would be dying to come back home, specially if hubby is at home all alone. Now all I have to do is clean up the hurricane hit house of mine :)

Meanwhile Jason has been growing up and sticking to the "Terrible Twos" term. He is naughty, stubborn and wont listen to me at all. Its like he was holding all this unwanted qualities and it all just erupted as soon as he turned two. So it’s a little tough with him.

Just yesterday, there was loads and loads of clothes to folded and kept at its respective places. And somehow I finished it. Just left the room for a minute. And what do I see? All the clothes scattered on the floor. Grrrrr..

But my son does some cute stuff also. Like in kerala, Abel was searching for is Amma (Mom), so Jason points at me and says "Amma amma...", as in ‘look there is amma, don’t worry’. It made me very happy cos, he does not call me Amma/Mummy/Mamma, he calls me by my name.

There are many more episodes like this I want to write about. Would collect it and post it next time. This one is long enough to bore you guys.

So as always, leaving you with some snaps...

That’s Abel with Jason.

With cousins at my Mom’s side.

Cousins from Dad’s side. Its too hot to wear clothes :)

At home, clutching papa’s bible and praying. May be for a cheese rain. He is that crazy about cheese. The other day we were at the super market, he saw the box of cheese cubes, opened up the box and started eating one.

Don’t they know how to embarrass their mothers :o