The time with Bhanju has been very productive in terms of revisiting all the cartoon characters we left behind when we grew up. I mean, this new toy of his, which pops up a Sesame Street character which starts saying some dialog of Sesame Street really got me back to my 5-year-old-self days :).
Actually the dialogs said by the characters in this toy are pretty funny, Ernie pops up in a bathtub with bubbles all around and warbles 'Rubber Ducky, you're the oneeeee, you make bath time sooo muchh funnnnn' :D:D:D:D eh eh eh eh.
Anyway, this nasheed abvoe is one of the collection of nasheeds Sis the Priss has chosen for her son. It's just adorable, this lil boy (Rashid Bhika, who has grown up now :))..singing for his mother.
[Makes me a tad ashamed, for I am not the perfect daughter I should be. But I keep trying :$. ]
Bhanju is finally asleep. Sigghh. I so wish I didn't have the workload I have (I dont wish this v.seriously though :P). Because I cannot afford even a day off. Conscious day off I mean. I get enough day offs when weekend arrives, and with it the extra load of housework/guests etc. So even if I wanted to, I couldn't take the Thur/Fri days off for my work. Which I sorely wish I could, when Bhanju runs up to me, holds out his arms and says in that VOICE of his..'Hattaaa' - and its no use pronouncing Uniii Khalaa to him. Im thinking of giving up.
It's been months.
One of his latest tricks. I was horsing around with him in Chotpo's room. He kept hiding behind this curtain, and I kept finding him (after acting out searching for him for ages :D). And then after a while, I blocked the way to the curtain. He tried to go from the left, I jumped to the left, my arms wide (in a blocking action). He tried to go from the right, I jumped to the right and held my arms open. He tried these ways, and then... :D