My Daughter has started walking. She is very very excited ; I am double excited.
My dear sister had bought her a new pair of shoes .... very sweet pink ones.
I planned to make her wear those shoes and take her out for a stroll. I was so excited ... I was just imagining how I would have felt the first time my mother made me wear shoes. And suddenly something happened to me as if something entered my ears all of a sudden. I was able to hear a sweet voice that was quite familiar. God gracious ....... that was my daughter's voice ..... but I couldn't see any lip movement corresponding to what I was hearing. I was astounded to know that I could hear her heart speak....
This is the first time my mum is making me wear those pink shoes ......
O ..... o ....... my feet have been painted to pink!! and they have been tied in some way to always look the same!! Mum ....... this is so uncomfortable to explore the world ....... but ........ wow .....with these new feet mum is allowing me to explore the new world outside our house.She never let me do that before.
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We had quite a wonderful walk. So I am a little ok with these new feet.
But I still hate them. My feet are so badly tied up .... and all the more they are an obstacle between me and the floor. I have been again and again tumbling down because of them. I have cried in all possible ways. Now how to convey mum to get me rid of it?
I am soooo very suffocated. And...... finally ..... huh ...... thank you mum:) for understing what I have been trying to tell you all the while ......(And mum just took away those pink feet of mine) :)
What a relieeeeeef. This is it. I can now feel the lovely cool floor, the tiles in the balcony, the railing in the balcony, the wooden floor of our bedroom, the bed, the drawers, everything again. :D
My feet can breathe now. I love this toe ....... pink and yummy
Hey but now those pink feet look so attractive ...... let me see ...... wow ...... they smell good ....... hey mum ...... they taste really good ... I don't mind having them for my lunch today. Wow .... they are yumm ... why didn't u give me those before. Slurp .... its so good. Mum ...... o ..... mum ...... i love them .... y are you taking them away from me?
:( When I didn't like them ........ she forced them on me ..... now I love them so she has hidden them away from me ..... why are mums so strange?
Anyways, dear pinks i will find you soon. I ammmm coming....
O wow ...... my doll ...... :)
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Its so easy to distract the kids. But what happened to me again ... something went out of my ears all of a sudden..... I wasn't able to hear a single word beyond that. Anyways, but it was fun watching my little daughter explore her new walking skills .... especially in her first shoes.
Monday, July 16, 2007
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2 comments:
Hey this is amazin my dear darlo sis! n the fact that your first blog is about the shoes that I got for our pilloooooo... :)
really nice! well! mommy dear ...so this is true that mums can hear what their kids think and feel!!
good one!
came across ur blog. good. all the best for you and ur kid.
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