Thursday, September 25, 2014

Most Beautiful

My little girl is cute beyond limits. Yesterday when she and I went to a pharmacy store, she was ambling through the makeup and lotion sections. And when something would catch her eye, instead of immediately popping it in the shopping cart she would look at me with questioning eyes. If I shake my head , she would pass up on whatever she was considering. If I say yes, she would place it in the cart!

"Mumma, what can we get from this one?" Was her question for each aisle as we moved through the store.

And then as I browsed looking for one of the items I came for, I lost her in another aisle. Went looking for her and she'd moved elsewhere.. I went from one aisle to another, heartbeat quickening, steps hastening. Then I saw her triumphantly turning from an aisle with a newfound object of interest. When she looked at me, as I was looking at her, we ran to each other in the middle of the aisle and hugged. She leapt into my arms and let me kiss her multiple times- we had this tearful reunion as if we'd been separated for decades!

I looked over and asked what she had found for herself. It was a box of false eyelashes. She said she needs it to first clean her eyes and then put these so her eyes can be beautiful like Aurora (the only Barbie like doll she has - courtesy her grandma. Th doll is super old and possibly mine.) I told her "But Gugu, your eyes are even more beautiful than Aurora. They are the most beautiful eyes ever! They are more beautiful than anyone else. Did you not know that at all?! You're the most beautiful person in the whole world, Gugu!!" She didn't say anything but kept listening. I could see her heart swelling as she absorbed what I had just said. And quietly said , "Ok, then I don't need this anymore. Don't need this at all..". I agreed we can leave this one.

She's the most perfect, most amazing little girl!

Monday, September 22, 2014

IKEA

IKEA (the huge, Swedish furniture and home goods store, full of nifty little things and colorful designs) is in my neighborhood (within 35 miles from me). 
This last weekend I decided to spend a Sunday afternoon -Miss Haana and I - browsing at ikea. The intention was to look at some kitchen items, but that was just a vague idea. The trip was essentially a browsing and hangout trip.

That turned out to be right on the money. As soon as we got in, we hit the sofa and arm chair section. We tried different sofas to see if we like them. Miss Haana got all comfortable (sitting with legs crossed) on one sofa and decided she wanted to color. Then I spotted a basket full of little furry brown puppy dogs (soft toys only - thank God!- no offense dogs!) Next to the basket was a small baby arm chair and a adult sized arm chair. At the blink of an eye, little Haana and I placed ourselves with a puppy dog on her lap, she on the baby arm chair, I next to her on a Mumma armchair. 
We spent an unspecified amount of time on the baby and Mumma arm chair; till I lured the little girl to more hidden treasures within the store.

We snaked through the TV tables' section, the entertainment section, the dining. Miss Haana found another small chair, took off her sandals and got all cozy and refused to move. When I protested, I was told the puppy dog was sleeping so I needed to be nice!

I finally did the needful- which is- wait around for a little bit to see if the situation changed, then keep her sandals in the backpack and grab her in my arms and quickly walk to another section.

We made it to the bed and bedding section. We found one bed with a huge (Mumma) dog. We laughed about it for a little bit, but before she could climb into the bed, I whisked her forward - there was a kid section coming up from with princess beds!!

We sifted though several other sections till we came to the real deal! The kids' section! A Spider-Man bed, bug bed, colorful beds all around. The little girl made her pick and walked towards it. She looked back at me with a questioning "Is it ok!" look. I said "Yes". She immediately took off her sandals on the rug next to the bed. Took her new found puppy dog. Climbed into the bed. Straightened the blankets. Put the doggie to sleep and covered him in blankets. Then very cool intention, lay down next to the doggie on the pillow and tucked herself in to bed. The fellow customers passing by, gave me the "Oh so cute!" looks with giggles and smiles! I let her play for a little bit while I browsed at other kids' bedroom related cute and colorful decor items. 

Soon, I wanted to move on, so I did the same strategy. Keep her sandals and carry her along. This time though, I found a little white mouse on the way, with a long pink tail and black whiskers! I thought it was cute and so did Miss Haana. We made another friend (the doggie was still with us). 

Then we came to the toy section. That's when I got in trouble.
There were several small chairs and tables with small cars and trucks and rugs with parking lots and traffic signals and buildings and parks. There were tents and rotating chairs. There were dolls. There were ladybug floor pillows and blocks. It was wonderful! 

We hung out there for an inordinate amount of time. Till I had to use the restroom! I asked the little girl- Let's go Gugu. But she refused point-blank. Any attempts to show that I am walking off were ignored - she really was busy. I found some toy trucks and browsed through some other toys and wondered when, if ever, will she get done. 

Finally, it was getting too much!
I went back to her and said- "Gugu, let's go to potty party"
"I don't want to do potty party"
"But Gugu, I want to! Let's goooo".
More carrying little girl (and friends) and walking over to restrooms ensued!

Friday, September 19, 2014

Carrot is my friend

Yesterday Miss Haana and I went to grocery shopping. As is the case with most grocery shoppings involving the little girl, it was long and fun. 

Even before we entered the store, she found a small baby cart which was just her size. The baby cart was taken on a ride everywhere in the store. Every aisle I went to, the baby cart came. Every aisle I picked up something from, the baby cart got it's share of action too. I gladly picked up several compliments from fellow shoppers who were giving my little girl "Oww so cute!" looks! 

Somewhere during our shopping expedition, we turned to the bread aisle. We got out bread fix loaded into the baby cart. And my next destination was to be the vegetables. So I asked the little girl- 
"Gugu, now let's go and get your friends."
I wondered if she will get my joke. 

For weeks or months or years I've been trying to get her to make friends with her vegetables. Her initial declaration was a blanket statement- "I don't like vegetables". But patient parental coersion brings her to be somewhat amicable- to some of them on some days. Carrots are on the good list but still need persuasion.

She paused for a moment and instead of guessing I meant we should go and get vegetables next; she asked "Mumma would we go and get carrots now?"
Now if carrots could hear, they would be so happy they're in the good books right now!

Now I wouldn't go too deep into my twisted world where I'm essentially implying vegetables are your friends and then you eat them!!! :-( I just want them to be together. 


Thursday, September 18, 2014

Who Lives Where

To go with my vegetable pasta, I had a plateful of avocado topped with salt, pepper and shredded basil leaves from my plant. 

I was telling little Miss Haana that the shredded leaf is called basil leaf. And the leaf came from Mumma's plant. 
Instantly Miss Haana turned to her Papa and educated him with seriousness- Papa the leaf came from Mumma plant.
Leaf lives on Mumma plant Papa. 
And avocado lives on the plate!!!

Ofcourse!

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Are All The Unicorns Coming?

Leaving our usual brunch hangout this Saturday morning I asked little Miss Haana who was riding in arms if all the unicorns were coming. She thought about it and said "Yes".
I prodded. "Did you check Gugu? Are all of them coming? No one got left behind?"
Little baby looked down and paused for a brief moment and replied with confidence- "Yes, all of them are coming".
Guess who are these unicorns following us around. No, not the mythical ones. These are unicorns on her underwear. 

This also has a hidden message- we are all out of diapers now (except in the night). I am super proud of my big big girl!