Electric Scooter Buildup Continues

Continuing the story from here - https://roadtohaana.blogspot.com/2026/02/the-electric-scooter-buildup.html

Bobby boy realized he should be getting some verbal commitment from me after all.

Mumma, the electric scooter needs to have a bell too.

OK Bobby. 

So, are you going to get it for me for my 7th birthday?

I don't know Bobby. 

You have to Mumma. 

I'll have to check with Papa.

Turns out Raj had just came back from overseas, and was hence the prime target to offload some parental pressure! 

So Bobby proceeded to tell Papa all the specifications needed on his electric scooter. And then placed the 'Can you get it for me' question on his lap. Meanwhile i remembered something that I thought should help the situation. 

Bobby, Ryan's mom told me she got the scooter for herself actually, so she can keep up with your bikes. So, actually, I should have that scooter! And it has a basket at the back, I can put you in there!

Bobby turned back to Papa.

Papa, actually we need 3 scooters! One for Papa, one for Mumma and one for me!!

I didn't think this story will take this turn!!

Meanwhile after relaying this story to Softy mausi, she decided she wants a scooter too... this is not the effect I was going for!

Stern Look

What is a stern look from Dad worth? Here's the answer. 

Papa was baby sitting Bobby boy this morning. For a minute there was silence. That could only mean 1 thing - the boy is up to some mischief. 

Papa rushed into the bedroom, expecting to find Bobby boy engaged in his favorite mischief- pulling out all the moss from the indoor plant. But no, the planter was untouched. Momentary relief, but there mystery continues. 

Next, Papa looked in the bathroom, and there he was. Bobby boy had opened the drawer and was actively on the mission to pull out everything from the drawer and throw it on the floor. He takes these missions very seriously. Papa stood at the doorway and gave the boy a stern look. Papa looked at Bobby boy and Bobby boy looked at Papa. Neither batted an eyelid. In this case, it had an effect.

Bobby boy slowly moved and picked up the gauze pad he'd thrown on the floor and gingerly placed it back into the drawer. All the while maintaining eye contact with Papa. Bobby boy moved and picked up rest of the items on the floor and placed them back into the drawer. Then he tried to close the drawer, and after some difficulty, closed it shut! 

After all this, and with a sense of pride, Bobby boy came up to Papa, both with a 'Look Papa, I did it' look all on his face, and with arms wide open. ' I deserve to be carried for being this good!!!' 

He got all that he wanted and then some! 

Monster Ball Adventures

Meet Bobby's favorite ball. We call it monster ball. It sleeps with Bobby, moves around the house with him and tumbles around the living room with him. 

This evening, when Papa and Bobby were going out for a walk on the stroller, Bobby wanted to bring around Monster Ball. Most of the walk, Bobby held on to it tight. Then a curious thought occured to Bobby boy. 'Why should I have all the adventures? Monster Ball will like to have some adventures of her own too.' And so, Bobby boy dropped his Monster Ball to have her own adventures. Papa didn't see this, and kept on walking. Then he noticed bobby was leaning over and looking back from his stroller. Papa turned around and to his surprise, found Monster ball, looking all hurt and alone on the trail by herself. Papa rushed back and scooped up the ball, Bobby jumped up and grabbed his Monster Ball from him. Then, a few minutes later, Bobby decided this to be right spot for another adventure for Monster ball!!!

Luckily, Monster ball didn't get left behind anywhere and made it safely back home with Papa and Bobby. But she did have an adventurous evening!

Pop Quiz

This evening as usual I picked up Miss Haana from her day care and we were on out way back home. What I wasn't aware of, was that it was pop quiz time.

Just out of the blues, I thought it was appropriate to check if I picked the right baby from the daycare. So, while driving I bantered, "Gugu, are you Gugu? Is that you Gugu?" She said "Yes. It's Gugu. It's called Suhaana". 

"Oh, is your name Suhaana?"

"Yes, it's called Suhaana. You're right".

"What's your name Mumma?"

"Uh, I don't know Gugu".

"Mumma name is Rangoli".

"Oh, is that right?"

"Yes, that's right"!

"What's Papa name, Mumma?"

Continue playing dumb: "I don't know!"

..

I wasn't scoring very well on this pop quiz. But at least I was being told what the right answers were!

Where To Watch TV From

Scene: 

Dad and Miss Haana are at home, hanging out. The TV is playing Miss Haana's favorite baby show. Papa is in kitchen. He sees the little girl is watching TV from up too close.

Papa: Gugu, go and sit on the sofa. Don't be so close to tv.

Miss Haana: (no reaction)

Papa: Suhaana, don't watch TV from there, i will switch it off otherwise.

Miss Haana: (Still glued to her baby show) (no reaction)

Papa: Suhaana.. (A bit stern now)

Miss Haana: (Still glued to her baby show) (no reaction)

Papa: (loosing his cool now- very stern ). Suhaana! Sit on the sofa now. 

Miss Haana: (Still no reaction. Totally don't-care!)

Papa: (Gotto-teach-her-a-lesson-mode. Walks over to the TV purposefully and visibily mad.)

Miss Haana: (Meanwhile has cooly walked over and is now sitting on her Minnie Mouse sofa. She looks over innocently at Papa and waves her hand).Hi! Hi Papa!

(Mumma's verdict: smart kitten!)

:)

Better

Can't believe I'm actually posting this, but as Miss Haana would say: "Here goes.."

Yesterday while picking up Miss Haana from her day-care I asked the usual stuff- Did you have fun today? Did you play with blocks? Did you play with everyone? Did you finish your food? ... Answer to each question was a repetitive yes. So I decided to shake it up a little.

I asked - Did you like playing blocks better or cars? 

Blocks.

Did you like Didi better or Kanha?

Didi.

Did you like Aunty better or Uncle? (The lady's husband was home that day).

Aunty.

Did you like Anika better or Anisha?

Anika.

Did you like duddu (milk) better or khaana( food)? 

Duddu (no surprise there).

Did you like cheese better or yogurt?

Cheese.

Did you like...

...

...

We went on and on for quite some time till I don't know why I just couldn't resist it:

Do you like Mumma better or Papa?

Papa

!!!!!!!!!!!

"Oww Guguuuuu! Mumma is sooo saaddd!!"

To which the little girl replies:

Mumma, it's okay Mumma. Are you alrite Mumma? It's okay!

:) 

Aquarium

The little girl has another viral throat infection - the third in the last 1 month. We both were in her doctors' waiting room this afternoon watching fishes in their aquarium. There were tiny little fishes- "Baby fishes", medium sized fishes- "Mumma fishes" and then there were bigger fishes- "Papa fishes".

Then I saw one of the fishes was eating those pellets from the sand. I told the little girl- "Look the fish is eating khaana (food)".

I had her attention.

Then I asked- "Is the fishy eating bread?"

"Yes".

I prodded on: "Is the fishy eating pasta?"

"Yes".

"Dos she also like rice?"

"No. Fish eating chicken!".

I laughed and silently thanked she hadn't said the fish is eating a fish (there seemed only herbivorous fishes in the aquarium - as best we could tell there was no carnage)!

All Around The World

Babies all around the world are saying Mumma (or the translation into different languages thereof) right now. All except my little bird, who calls out to Papa instead! :)

Picture This

Act 1:
It's a nice, mild sunny early evening. Suhaana and Papa are in the playground. Suhaana is looking for adventures. She loves the outdoors.

Then out there at a distance she sees a used, dirty paper. It calls on the little girl.

She moves towards it. Time for exploration begins.

Act 2:
Suhaana now next to the dirty, greasy paper. Inching towards it now. It's calling to her. She's split seconds away from grabbing at it.

Papa (in as authoritarian tone as can muster): "No! No, baby. No. No playing with paper!"

Suhaana (it's decision time- to move towards the paper or not. To be good or more fun!) (Hesitates.)

Papa (Time to reaffirm) "No, Suhaana".

Suhaana (Ok, maybe don't need paper) (moving on now)
Suhaana (to paper) Bye-bye!

Papa (having trouble keeping a straight face)!!!!