These days we need to be extra cautious about what we say, sing or how we express ourselves in front of BB.

He quickly latches on to any interesting phrase or expression, quietly records it for later references and it soon shows up in his conversations.

Sometimes he manages to use the phrase  in the right context, but there are times when he seems to be using it to just show off his improved vocabulary.

1)PP and BB are busy repairing one of his toys.BB wants to do something and PP tells him not to do it.BB is not very happy with this, decides to get back at PP and loudly states ‘Papa, chumma* you are cooking up stories’. PP looks shocked and I start giggling. BB seeing the effect his new vocabulary has on us decides to use the phrase again and again like he is trying very hard to convince his dad not to con him. PP and I are soon laughing our guts out.

PP uses the ‘cooking up stories’ phrase quite frequently in his conversation and our chuppa rustam BB has quietly picked this up.

2.It’s late in the night and we were getting ready to leave after visiting my parents last Sunday. My dad is helping BB put on his shoes and is trying to convince him to stay back.

Muthacha(my dad)- You stay back here today. Let your Amma and Papa go.

BB: No Muthacha, I am going to my house.

Muthacha: But this is also your house.

BB: No no, this is not my house. This is your house.

Muthacha: No, this is not my house. I only stay here. But this is your house.

BB: Muthacha, chumma you are cooking up stories.

Muthacha looks shocked initially and then starts laughing. PP and I the other hand don’t know if we should be shocked, amazed or proud, reprimand him or just laugh it off.

3)I say ‘Oh My God ‘ and ‘Oh Man ‘ when I am surprised and now the copy cat BB does the same.

‘Oh my God, that is the problem. Repair it and then the car will work Papa’ BB says as PP and BB together figure that there are some lose wires in his remote controlled car.

4)If I happen to hear a catchy tune on TV or radio, it stays in my head and I tend to sing/hum the same song for couple of days as I go about my work at home. One day I realized that I was absent-mindedly singing the ‘Shiela ki Jawani’ song. I stopped singing very abruptly when I reached the ‘I am too sexy for you’ line and turned to look at BB. BB gave me a mischievous smile and started humming the song. Luckily he had not picked up the lyrics and BB soon filled in some personalized lyrics. So now father and son go around singing ‘Bua ki friend Vani, I like to drink pani…..’ to the tune of ‘Sheila ki jawani’.

*Chumma-mallu word for simply. Not to be mistaken for the Hindi Chumma.


About a year back, when BB  got a glimpse of the animated movie  Cars on TV and  demanded that we get him a McQueen car, we knew that the the guy was already hooked.So we consciously made a decision to not buy him the DVD and get him to watch the whole movie.But the doting father that PP is, he took the little boy McQueen shopping . They went to the local shops around and asked for a Lightning McQueen car. But surprisingly none of the local shopkeepers seemed to have heard about this character.

The little son was disappointed and to make up for this, the creative father decided to make him a McQueen.So they carefully picked up a red racing car from the numerous little cars that BB has, then they cut out the eyes, smiling mouth, the lightening and 95 stickers etc and pasted it on and soon they had a nice little McQueen. BB was so excited with this little arts and crafts exercise that he decided to paste/draw eyes and a mouth for all his favorite cars.

About 3 months back, PP picked up the DVD and since then BB has turned into a full fledged Cars movie fan.The father-son duo can watch this movie again and again and again. And it is left to me to me to be evil, disciplined parent to police them and restrict their Cars movie watching to about once a week. Now the little fellow is in love with not only McQueen, but also Mater, Doc, Sally, Frank(!),Mack, Red, Fillmore(aka Peace van in our little world),Luigi and Guido.

He also has his favourite dialogues. and he says this one perfectly with the accent and all.(the meanie that I am I make him say this when I am feeling low and I perk up and end up laughing every single time)

And look at what the doting father did in the meanwhile. 

Every night, he would carefully chose a toy from BB’s toy basket which closely resembled one of the Cars characters, paint it the right colour with acrylic paints,let it dry and then paint in the eyes, mouth and the other distinguishing features. And BB would wake up to see  a new Cars character toy waiting for him the next morning !

Last week we were in a big mall shopping picking up gifts for a friend’s new born baby and we saw the whole Cars merchandise on display. I got to say that PP’s hand painted ones are much better( and more economical too 🙂 ).

I personally love the Mater and the Fillmore(peace van).

It is way past BB’s bedtime. PP is busy painting and BB is busy admiring his father’s work.

I clear the bed of all the toy cars( BB is currently obsessed with his cars) and neatly park them on the bedside table and the window sill.

I call out to the BB and ask him to quit his admiring and get into bed. No response from the son.

I then ask PP to stop his work as that was the only way to get BB to move and get into bed. No response from the hubby.

I give them a couple of minutes to wind up and in the meantime I clear up some clothes lying around.Then I sit down on the bed and remind them again that it was way past BB’s bedtime.

BB quietly picks up a couple of his toy cars from another table , walks up to me,requests me to go and park the cars with the rest of his cars and then goes back to admiring his father’s work

PP starts laughing as I look shocked.

My little son has already figured that the perfect way to keep a woman quiet is to keep her busy.   😯

Its  a relaxed Sunday morning. I am in the kitchen chopping veggies for lunch, BB is in the living room  playing with his toys and the FIL is instructing the electrician who has finally made an appearance after a few weeks of playing truant.  I am talking to BB in a mix of English and Malayalam. Suddenly BB enters the kitchen with a toy in his hand.

BB: Amma, kanuna kay kanu.

Me: Doshu koshu Tosh. Kanuna kon kay lishto.

BB: Honu Kon

Me: Kolu Kosh mich tow how lao. tish pish kish. Honu kon kay listhto.

FIL and the electrician are now curious and are listening intently to this conversation.

BB: hanamana

Me: kalu bolu tolu dish. hanama rish pish.

BB( suddenly getting bored with the effort of this  converstaion): Amma dont talk like that

Me: OK baby. Amma will not talk like that.

And we go back to talking in our mix of English and Malayalam.

The previous  few sentences of the conversation remain our secret. A secret to us also as we have no clue what we said to each other.

But it was a moment of a rare mama-son bonding and we both enjoyed it! 😀

BB has been introduced to 3 languages-Hindi, Malayalam and English.

PP speaks to him exclusively in English. FIL, MIL and SIL talk to him in Hindi and I speak to him in Malayalam.But the smart dude has slowly figured that knowing English is good enough as it is the common language that we all know. So he has quietly stopped conversing in Hindi and Malayalam and responds to everybody in English. Even when I make it a point to talk to him in Malayalam, his responses are always in English and I have to force him to give me a response in Malayalam. Only his Dadi  (my mother in-law) who is not very conversant with English gets the special treatment and he makes it a point to speak to her in Hindi.

And I have to say that while Hindi and Malayalam are being ignored royally, his grasp on the English language has improved by leaps and bounds.

About 3 months back, PP’s  uncle visited us. He is a very dramatic person and likes to express himself in a similar fashion. So he was trying to convey how BB and his antics have taken over our lives and so he taught BB the famous ‘I came, I saw and I conquered’ line. BB learnt the line and went around parroting it for a few days after the uncle’s visit.

Last week, BB was playing with a balloon. The balloon kept slipping away from his hands and into the air away from his reach.He spent about 5 minutes frantically running after the balloon, trying to catch the knotted portion with his tiny hands.Finally he managed to get a good hold on the balloon and shaking the balloon excitedly in the air, he shouted out ‘ I conquered the balloon’.  PP and I stopped in our tracks, looked at him and then at each other with surprise and then smiled proudly at our little conqueror.

He had not only remembered the slightly complicated word  from about 3 months back, but had also understood the exact meaning of the word in the line and has just used it in the right context.

BB is an out an out Papa’s boy. He spends his waking hours following the papa around like a shadow( when the papa is at home) .

On a regular day, he has no time for his attention and love starved mama who shadows him around asking for hugs and kisses.Even when the papa and son come to leave me off at the bus-stop everyday, the little fellow happily waves me away with not a care in the world, waiting to get back to admiring his favorite construction equipment  and climbing trees with his papa. Papa on the other hand has hell to deal with when he leaves for work an hour later and has to sneak out furtively.

But papa is out-of-town till the end of this year and  in the absence of his darling papa, BB has suddenly realized that he has another parent too.

So I am basking in the all hugs, kisses and all the attention :D( and also dealing with the guilt when he clings to me and bawls his head out when I leave for work :()

Yesterday he threw a tantrum when I was leaving for work and the dadaji trying to console and reason with his grandson explained to him that mama needed to go to work so that we have the money to buy food, dudu, chocolates and toys for little BB.To put his point across more clearly dadaji asks BB ‘If mama does not go to work, from will she get money to buy you so many things?’  And pat comes the reply ‘Amma take the money machine card, put it in the money machine( ATM machine) and the machine give amma money’.

Yeah son, only if life was that easy!

Dada seeing that BB is wearing his bright yellow and orange fake watch asks him the time. ‘ The time is Now Dada’ says the wise little fellow as he runs off to continue with whatever mischief he was up to before he was disturbed by such frivolous useless questions.

We are driving someplace on a Saturday evening and the rain is going pitter-patter on the roof of the car.’ What is that sound?’ asks the ever curious BB.’That is the sound of rain falling on the car roof.’ I reply.About 10 minutes later, I get bored listening the same music on the stereo system and decide to entertain myself with a rendition of  ‘Raindrops keep falling on my head’. I ask BB to sing along with me  and he sings along ‘ Raindrops keep falling on Papa’s car’  with a mischievous smile on his face.

We are visiting my parents over the weekend and its been raining cats and dogs in Bangalore on Sunday. The chajja/sunshed  overhanging the veranda of my parent’s house is flooded with water and a little pipe from this chajja has been draining out the water the whole day long. The little guy is amused at the sight of this . ‘ Muttacha house doing Susu?’ he asks innocently.