LG turns 15 months

March 17, 2008 

The first year, I though, babies grow like a weed taking a new form with every sunrise. Suddenly, I would find the limbs longer, the nose flatter, chubbier cheeks… I mean the changes are so very obvious that it warranted a monthly milestone post. And then it all started slowing down. I just didn’t have enough to do a monthly one and decided to settle on a quarterly one. But LG, proved me wrong. Sure, there are no superficial changes tow rite about but the activities have grown multifold that I could write volumes and volumes and still never be satisfied. Such is the age and look what we turn out to be just years later.

Looking at LG gives me an enthusiasm to live my life; not exist. I don’t wish for bigger things anymore. Small things make him happy like sneaking behind my back and opening the fridge gives him a thrill; seeing a donkey on the road makes the boy grin and (un)familiar faces make him lose control. It’s after all the smaller things of life that keep him engaged and happy. Ironic but true. Not the Rs. 300 toys but the 5 year old vessels on my kitchen rack; not the fancy electric fountain but on top of the bathroom counter and the tap to play with; not a ride on the car but a breezy evening walk on his pram or his mamma’s shoulder.

I’ve become less judgmental after LG came along; more patient; less critical and more appreciative of other’s actions; more tolerant of other’s space and learnt that to every parent h is/er child is the most precious thing. Comparison is one thing I’ve not been able to overcome, however hard I try. Over to LGisms….

He and his grandpa(s) have a characteristic potbelly.

Stacking rings - he started doing this in early January when he was barely a year old.

His first real word after bow was “akka” at a Sari shop that caught us by surprise.

Twisting door knobs comes with ease which leave no area of the house unexplored. Wish I had known a kid was on the way; I would then have kept the clocks to almirahs and fridge in safe locker. Damn! I don’t know where I misplaced and spilled milk, broken sauce bottles,fruits on the kitchen floor have become a common sight now.

He mastered the art of getting down from raised places.

Can hold his own bottle and drink from a cup.

Points to apple in the book and says, “Appy”. Searches the letter “Q” in the ABC book and kisses the Queen.

V taught him the “Thank you” etiquette. He understand when there is a transaction, “Thank you” has to be said. But what he doesn’t understand is only when you receive it. Even when he gives something, he thanks you.

I don’t know if I should call it potty training but he understands it is not a good idea for me to change his shorts while we are out and holds on until we’re back home.

V dribbles the football at home. One evening he imitated his act by kicking the ball gently.

Early to rise and early to bed policy continues. It’s all by the clock - to bed by 8:30 a.m. and up by 6:30 a.m. come what may. And, dare his lazy parents sleep after 6:30 a.m.

He enjoys the company of other kids in the park so there’s no way I’m allowed to miss that routine.

LG is a drama queen - protesting for everything that he doesn’t get and imitating all that we do. If I cough, he follows. If V chokes on food, he does that too. He has some trademark moves to loud bollywood songs and gyrates his body and hands to show the music should go on.

He grabs almost anything by tiptoeing unless it’s kept 5 feet high. Turns the gas knob off and then on which proved dangerous a few days back.

He got his first ceremonial haircut at the temple and then at the barber’s. It was funny as he kept rolling his fingers on the bald head.

He hogs on grapes as if there’s no tomorrow. He offers all other food he feeds on to me (sometimes forcibly) and his friends - granny, buco kidoo etc but when it comes to grapes it’s protected for personal consumption only. Of late, the fad is to not to fed but eat by himself with a plate and glass just as grown ups do.

The horizontal expansion is slowing down. As the Doc said, now you will see him grow vertically not the horizontal way. Bye bye to chubby cheeks.

And finally the one that was anticipated the most, occurred two days back. Yes, he took a few steps without support. The walking bug has caught on. It will be a few days before we stop seeing a tiny being crawling around the house; we would start having one of us then. Ah, I would miss that more than anything.

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