This was Bobby boy's nap time routine today:
I started working this week after a week of been out due to covid, and so I've been busy during the day. Bobby boy is still not going to his new school yet. I took a break from my meetings just as Papa was putting bobby boy for a nap, it was almost 3pm - way past his nap time already. I gave him tons of kisses and put him down in his crib. Monster ball, blankie, doggy dog and Bobby boy were all happy to be together in the crib for nap time. Instrumental nap time music on low volume. Check. Drapes blocking most of the light. Check. Bathroom door closed to block more light. Check. Me silently slip away. Check. Success! I went back to work in the study.
Not too long after, I heard Bobby boy talking loudly to himself. I ignored him and went about my work. After sometime, I heard him cry. Not angry crying. Just low wailing.. he was calling out, "Monty bally! Monty bally!" (Cry). I melted when I heard that. Oh my poor baby! His monster ball must have fallen off. Oh my sweet baby. Poor thing is looking for his monster bally!! Awwwle! - i thought this as i rushed to the room. And as i suspected, he was standing up in his crib, looking down at the monster ball that had fallen off outside the crib. I got my poor baby, and picked him up. Picked up the monster ball, and reunited them. However, something was wrong.
As soon as bobby boy was out of the crib, he gave me a satisfied smile. "Paani! Want paani", he said. I found his green sippy cup for water. Then, next he pointed towards the bed. "Bed? Bed?" He asked. I knew it was more of an intent than a question. So i put him on the bed. As soon as he got on the bed, he rolled around a couple time and giggled! I didn't like where this was going.. this didn't look like nap time anymore! What's going on?! Also, had the monster ball fallen off the crib, or was she been thrown down to set all of these actions into motion, I wondered..
I leaned down and asked him to come over to me, "Come Bobba! Its neena time! Come!". He reluctantly walked over to me and said, " Papa? Go to Papa?".
"Papa is in office, Bobba", I lied straight faced.
"Go to Gugu?".
"Gugu's sleeping", more lying. She was very awake and working on her art work.
"Pati! Go to Pati" (paternal grandma)
"Pati is gone neena too". This was almost true, or rather soon to be true.
Now, run out of options, Bobby boy decided he might just spend the afternoon with me, so he said "Come! Come on! Let's go", and started heading towards the bedroom door!
There was no way of getting him back to the crib just yet, so I let him get away for a few minutes. Will try and catch this wild thing in a few minutes..
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