Awesome story time

I have so many toys. Mum has even ordered some before I was born. These pin up toys that can be used on your fingers and can be moved are my latest fad. Mom makes them speak! Yes they do!

Using props in your story will help the child realize and be more involved than what you would be doing otherwise. Sometimes it need not be a prop at all. It can be a small piece of cloth or a sock or a handkerchief that turns into a hero to rescue!

I love spending time listening to stories with my mum. What about you? What toys do you like? Which story is your favorite?

This blogpost is a part of #AtoZChallenge.



Nandu ( Nandini Priya ) is my friend.

Mom told me that last Saturday Nandu fell down while trying to stand up. She hurt her head badly that she had to rush to hospital.A couple of stitches were done on the cut.
Mom likes Nandu because she is just 4 days younger to me and Durga aunty is mom’s best friend.
They speak to each other everyday and discuss about us. What we ate… what not… what are we playing and much more.

I met Nandu when we were minus four months old :). We spoke to each other through telepathy 🙂
She is Sweet. Yesterday, I spoke to her again through telepathy and wished her a speedy recovery . She says she is absolutely fine but her parents are still worried. She is back to her trials of standing up.
See, we are coool… why are parents always worried for everything? I know the answer too 🙂 Because they love us very much and we mean a world to them.

My best friends visit

My best friend Punitha aunty is home after many months and am busy playing with her.

She was my first friend. She is my friend from my ‘womb’ days. I heard her voice more than any others’. She took care of me very well. When dad was out of country and mom couldn’t go any where it was Punitha aunty who helped mom and me. What ever I craved for she got me :).

I used to speak to her  from mommy’s tummy. She was there with mom and dad on my day of arrival to welcome me. Other than Dad and Ammamma she was the first one to hold me and kiss me ( of course after my doctor aunty Dr. Shantala).

I love Punitha aunty. She got married and went to a place far from our home. She can’t visit me often but I still remember her and her voice. I couldn’t attend her wedding and meet Bharath uncle because I was too young to travel then.

By the way, forgot to mention Punitha aunty was my mom’s room mate at PGH who turned to be her best friend.

Ok, will tell more some other time again, let me play more with her now. Bye bye…