I'll make this quick. Vishnu and I play with balloons a lot. We attach colorful strings to them and sing "Myyy (insert color) balloooon". As soon as one goes 'pop' Vishnu asks me to get another one from the kitchen cabinet. I have a stash of toys and toy-repair-material hidden there, so whenever anything gets broken, that's where we rush to.
There was nothing remarkable about last evening. Vishnu was playing with his toys on the living room floor and I was standing by the kitchen counter. He ran towards me and ended up planting his butt on the floor. It must've hurt because without batting a eye he said "Mommy, bring anoo* butt"!!
* anoo = another
Thursday, May 10, 2012
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